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Wylie’s joy. 
mg and not -to-be-mistaken view before him had 
dissipated all his doubts. Once more he gazed upon 
objects that were familiar to him ; the home of his 
childhood was before him, and already almost in 
fancy he was there, and amongst his friends ; he 
could think, or talk of nothing else, and actually 
complimented me upon the successful way in which 
I had conducted him to the end of his journey. 
From our camp the distant ranges bore W. 5° S., and 
West Mount Barren E. 5° S. 
July I. — After travelling three miles we came to 
a chain of large ponds of brackish water, but with 
excellent grass around them, and as the horses had 
nothing to eat or drink last night we halted for 
three hours. The water was bad, but they drank 
it, and we were obliged to do so too, after an in- 
effectual search for better. At noon we again moved 
on, and after proceeding about five miles, came to a 
large watercourse where the water was excellent, and 
the feed abundant. Here we halted for the night, 
to make our horses amends for the bad fare and 
hard work of yesterday. From the hill above our 
camp West Mount Barren bore E. 8° N., Middle 
Mount Barren E. 21° N., and Rugged Mountains 
behind the Sound, W. 4° S. The watercourse we 
were upon, like all those we had lately crossed, had 
perpendicular cliffs abutting upon it, either on one 
side or the other, and the channel through which it 
wound looked almost like a cut made through the 
level country above it. A few casuarinse were ob- 
