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pretty dwarf acacias. As Mr. Kennedy and myself 

 were walking' first of the party, looking- out for the best 

 path for the horses to travel in, I fell with violence, 

 and unfortunately broke Mr. Kennedy's mountain 

 barometer, which I carried. I also bruised one of 

 my fingers very much, by crushing it with my gun. 



Sept. 7th and 8^^. — We continued following the 

 river during its westward course, through a very 

 mountainous country. On the hills I saw a very 

 handsome Bauhinia, a tree about twenty feet 

 high, with spreading branches covered with axillary 

 fascicles of red flowers, long broad flat legumes, 

 pinnate leaves, leaflets oval, about one inch long; 

 an ErythriiM, with fine racemes of orange-coloured 

 flowers, with long narrow keel, and broad vexillum, 

 leaves palmate, and three to five lunate leaflets, 

 long, round, painted legumes, red seeds ; also a rose- 

 coloured Brachychiton, with rather small flowers, a 

 deciduous tree of stunted habit, about twenty feet 

 high. We also passed narrow belts of low sandy 

 loam, covered with Banksias, broad-leafed Mela- 

 leucas, and the orange-coloured Orevillea I have 

 before spoken of. On these flats we again met 

 with large ant-hills, six to ten feet high, and eight 

 feet in circumference ; the land at the base was of a 

 reddish colour. 



Sept. 9th. — We had a fine view of the surrounding 

 country from the top of a high hill, in the midst of 

 a range over which we passed. To the west and 

 round to the south the country appeared to be fine 



