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from the mainland, as so many Australian forms, both of fauna 

 and flora, are absent, and yet the islands are within sight of Wil- 

 son's Promontory. 



Report of Expedition to Kent Group. 

 By D. Le Souef. 

 The expedition, which consisted of Messrs. D. Le Souef, A. J. 

 Campbell, T. C. Campbell, C. Lane, Jos. Gabriel, G. A. Keart- 

 land, and F. W. Ford, left Melbourne on Saturday, 15th No- 

 vember, in the s.s. Despatch, starting from the Australian Wharf 

 at 1 o'clock. Early the following morning a call was made at 

 Wilson's Promontory to land a passenger, and our course was then 

 shaped past Rodondo Rock, Devil's Tower, and Judgment Rock ;. 

 instantaneous photographs were taken of each as we passed by 

 them. On arriving near the Kent Group we were struck with the 

 boldness of the granite cliffs, but we soon steamed into Murray 

 Pass, and into a very pretty little cove, with a nice sandy beach, 

 called the East Cove. The sound of the steamer's whistle soon 

 brought Mr. Brown, the lighthouse-keeper, and his son in sight, and 

 they came out in their boat to assist in landing us and our stores. 

 When everything was safely on the beach we proceeded up a steep' 

 incline to the residence of the lighthouse-keeper, and were 

 welcomed with kind hospitality. We shortly after proceeded to 

 Garden Cove, on the other side of the island, about two miles- 

 from the landing, and there chose our camping ground ; and Mr. 

 Brown kindly sent a dray and a splendid team of bullocks to the 

 beach for our luggage, and brought it down to our camping ground, 

 and long before nightfall we had everything snug. 

 Deal Our camp was about 300 yards from the beach, in the cove, and 



Island, open grass land between, while just behind the three tents was a 

 dense growth of Melaleuca, Sheoak, and other shrubs, which 

 afforded shelter, while a stream, with quantities of fine water- 

 cress growing in it, ran past the camp about twenty yards away. 

 We had a beautiful view from our tent doors down the valley,, 

 with the blue water in the cove and sea beyond, and on each side 

 high hills covered with vegetation, and on their summits large 

 granite boulders showing above the dark foliage. 



Next day (Monday) we started work early — three members 

 went into the scrub to note the different birds ; two others went 

 dredging in the Murray Pass, and the rest to fish off the rocks in 

 the cove not far from the camp. Those in the scrub were 

 fortunate in finding four different varieties of eggs — namely, those 

 of the Flame-breasted Robin, the Tasmanian Warbler (in which 

 nest was also the egg of the Bronze Cuckoo), and the egg of the 

 Narrow-billed Bronze Cuckoo, which was found in a newly 

 finished nest of the Sombre-coloured Scrub Tit, in which the right- 

 ful owner had not yet laid. The scrub was very thick, and 



