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the top of Bellenden-Ker, that if he did arrive there he would never 
come back, and in any case would be carried off by a tree-climbing 
kangaroo, perish dismalty of jungle fever, or fall over one of the 
loftiest precipices and remain for ever tombless and epitaphless, in 
that lone solitude where mosquitoes cease from troubling and scrub 
hens are never at rest. These prophets of imaginary disaster will do 
well to follow the example of the liibernian prisoner who was unable 
to say if he was guilty until he had heard the evidence. On the 15th 
we arrived on the edge of the Mul grave Plains on the bank of Behana 
Creek, called " Tringilburra " by the blacks, and camped there beneath 
the evening shadows of the Walsh Pyramid — " Charrogin " of the 
myalls — and near the end of the north spurs of Bellenden-Ker. 
This name, Bellenden-Ker, was given to the mountain in 1803 by 
Captain Flinders, in honour of T. Bellenden-Ker, a botanist of the 
period. The blacks call it Woo-roo-noo-ran (Wooroonooran), spoken 
slowly with equal accent on all the syllables. Mount Bartle Frere 
they call " Chooreechillum," and these grand sonorous and euphonious 
aboriginal names ought to supersede the meaningless Bartle Frere and 
Bellenden-Ker, given presumably in honour of two gentlem^i who had 
as much connection with these two mountains as with the building of 
the Pyramids. The native names of mountains, rivers, streams and 
lakes ought to be jealously preserved in all cases. They are far more 
appropriate than any we could possibly bestow, and as a rule much 
more pleasant to the ear. They are also nearly always significant of 
some pecyliarity in the locality. Names like " Chicka-ringa-dinga- 
dee " and " Gidgee-gidgee-bar," when repeated slowly, correspond in a 
remarkable manner with the sound of the waterfalls to which they are 
applied. And in their names of birds and animals they display the 
same unison of name and object frequently in a very happy manner, 
but this is a subject requiring a special chapter. 
On the 16th Senior-constable Whelan came over from the police 
camp on the Mulgrave, bringing four troopers and pack horses to 
remove the camp to the bank of Tringilburra Creek, at the foot of 
Mount Toressa. Mr. Commissioner Seymour had very kindly 
instructed Whelan to afford us any possible assistance not positively 
interfering with his official duties, and Whelan is certainly entitled to 
honourable mention and grateful thanks for his kindness and valuable 
services to the expedition from time to time when his official duties 
enabled him to join us. 
In the afternoon of the 16th we arrived at the foot of Mount 
Toressa, on the bank of a splendid creek, containing a large stream of 
delightfully cool, pure water, running furiously over and between con- 
fused masses of granite boulders. Here and there were deep, still pool s, 
forming beautiful natural baths, cut clean out of the solid rock. The 
camp here was to be our base of supplies during the whole time on 
the Bellenden-Ker Bauge. We were at the head of a narrow valley, 
with Toressa (2,600 feet) on one side and the Coast Range (over 
3,000 feet) on the other. This Avas the last point to which the horses 
could be taken, all beyond being only accessible on foot. 
When the horses were unloaded and the camps fixed we went down 
to the creek to bathe. While seated on a rock in the middle in 
Adamite costume, there was a wild splash in the pool below me, and 
there rose to the surface a mysterious form that might be either 
