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A KANGAROO KILLED. 
fell at intervals. At dusk I got up the horses, 
watered them, and was preparing to remove the bag- 
gage to a more sheltered place, when Wylie made 
his appearance, with the gratifying intelligence that 
he had shot one kangaroo, and wounded another ; 
the dead one he said was too far away for us to get 
it to-night, and we, therefore, (very unwillingly,) 
left it until the morning, and at present only re- 
moved our baggage nearer to the grass, and among 
thick clumps of tea-trees where we had shelter and 
firewood in abundance. The only inconvenience 
being that we were obliged to be economical of 
water, having to bring it all from the sand -drifts, 
and our kegs only carrying a few quarts at a time. 
In the prospect of a supply of kangaroo, we finished 
the last of our horse-flesh to-night. It had lasted us 
tolerably well, and though we had not gained above 
sixty-five miles of distance, since we commenced it, 
yet we had accomplished this so gradually, that the 
horses had not suffered so much as might have been 
expected, and were improving somewhat in strength 
and appearance every day. It was much to have 
got them to advance at all, considering the dreadful 
sufferings they had endured previous to our arrival 
at water on the 3rd of May. 
Getting up one of the horses early on the 21st, we 
took some water with us and proceeded to where 
Wylie had left the kangaroo, to breakfast. Fortu- 
nately it had not been molested by the wild dogs 
during the night. Though not of a large species, 
