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to be perry, so sour that I much preferred cocoa- 

 nut milk, seasoned with cogniac, a very pleasant 

 beverage. After about an hour's detention, we 

 continued our voyage, and I pulled through a 

 narrow creek, between an island about a mile long 

 and the right bank, but saw nothing except a few 

 ibis and curlew. I then rejoined Walker in King 

 Passall's River, and after about another mile's pull, 

 we came to the head of the Delta, where the main 

 stream — the Borea — is here about three miles wide. 

 About ten miles from the sea, the river divides into 

 two streams, the one — up which we had come — 

 being about a mile wide, and called King Passall's 

 River ; and the other, which is about double the 

 size, is called King Yamba's River. It was a 

 splendid sheet of water, and I pulled up stream a 

 couple of miles to reconnoitre, whilst Walker paid 

 a visit to King Yamba, whose town is situated on 

 the main branch, almost at the head of the Delta. 

 After a cursory survey I returned, much regretting 

 that I had not time to make an exploring trip up 

 this almost unknown river ; and I had hardly 

 passed King Yamba's Town when I heard a sue- 



