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hardly .knew what to commence with. An immense 

 round of Dawson's celebrated spiced beef was backed 

 up by a Yorkshire ham, 'a roast squeaker, and a 

 marrow-pie ; besides which, cakes smoking hot from 

 the oven, pilau, curry, and piles of wild raspberries 

 and strawberries, garnished the board. Having done 

 ample justice to our good cheer, we withdrew to the 

 watch-fire, where all our people were assembled, and, 

 after distributing the usual allowance of tobacco and 

 grog to every man in camp, we held a consultation, in 

 which it was determined that we should divide into 



two reconnoitring parties on the morrow ; B 



and C with Chineah and four of the gang form- 

 ing one, and K , myself, with Googooloo and 



three others, the second. This settled, we retired to 

 the hut, and, after a rubber of whist, turned in. 



We were up long before the sun the next morning, 

 and, after a hearty breakfast, started at a good pace 

 towards the spot where the Carders had fallen in 

 with the elephants. After half an hour's tramp we 

 came across an old trail, which B J s party fol- 

 lowed up, whilst mine continued our route through 

 beautiful open teak-jungle, carpeted with green turf, 

 most deliciously soft and elastic under foot. 



There were plenty of bison-tracks everywhere to 

 be seen, some of which were quite fresh ; and Goo- 

 gooloo pointed out to K a tuft of herbage that 



had been very recently torn up by one of those ani- 



