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spray curling and rising from the rocks in one per- 
petual and lofty jet. In the evening Wylie returned 
without a kangaroo. 
The night turned out showery, wild, and cold, 
making us keenly alive to the bleak, shelterless 
position we were encamped in. 
May 20. — The sick horse was better to-day, and as 
they had all found their way back to the best grass, 
1 determined to remain in camp. Wylie took the 
rifle, and again went out kangarooing, whilst I took 
a long walk to examine the country, and look out for 
a line of road to proceed by, when we left our pre- 
sent position. I was anxious, if possible, to give 
over travelling along the beach where the sands were 
so loose and heavy, not only causing great extra 
fatigue to the horses, but adding also considerably to 
the distance we should otherwise have to travel. For 
some distance I passed over steep ridges, densely 
covered with large tea-trees or with other scrub, 
after which I emerged upon open sandy downs, 
covered with low shrubs or bushes, and frequently 
having patches of good grass interspersed ; the g T, ass- 
tree was here met with for the first time, but not very 
abundantly. This description of country continued 
between the coast and the low level bank which still 
shut out all view of the interior, though it had 
greatly decreased in elevation as we advanced to 
the west, and appeared as if it would soon merge in 
the level of the country around. The day was 
tolerably fine, but windy, and a few slight showers 
