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Uncouth Motion. He Fired And It Fell, And On Going Up To It He Found That
It Was A Small Kangaroo Enveloped In The Folds Of A Large Snake, A
Species Of Boa. The Kangaroo Was Now Quite Dead, And Flattened From The
Pressure Of The Folds Of The Snake Which, Being Surprised At The
Disturbance It Met With, Was Beginning To Uncoil Itself, When Mr.
Lushington Drew Out A Pistol And Shot It Through The Head. It Was Of A
Brownish Yellow Colour And Eight Feet Six Inches Long. The Kangaroo We
Found Very Good Eating; And Mr. Walker, Who Ate A Portion Of The Snake,
Considered It To Be As Great A Delicacy As An Eel, But Rather Tougher.
There Fortunately Was An Elevated Pinnacle Of Rocks On The Rising Ground
Upon Which We Were Encamped; And From The Top Of These I Was Able In The
Course Of The Day To Get Bearings And Angles To Many Important Objects; I
Could Also See Many Fixed Points In My Survey, So That The Day Could Not
Be Considered As Altogether A Lost One.
Condition Of The Ponies.
March 18.
Throughout The Whole Of This Day The Rain Poured In Torrents So That The
Ponies, Notwithstanding The Goodness Of The Feed, Began Again To Suffer
From Cold And Exposure To The Weather. They Were So Wild That We Could
Not Venture To Let Them Run Loose, And, As It Was Impossible To Tether
All Of Them Under Trees, The Majority Were Left Exposed To The Pitiless
Pelting Of The Storms; And They Certainly Made A Very Wretched Appearance
As They Stood With Their Sterns Presented To The Blast, And The Water
Pouring From Their Sides In Perfect Streams. I Do Not Know Whether This
Was A Very Extraordinary Season, But It Is Certain That If All Rainy
Periods In North-West Australia Resemble It, To Attempt To Explore The
Country At This Time Of The Year Would Be Fruitless. Such A Good Supply
Of Rain Is A Great Advantage To An Occupied Country Through Which Regular
Lines Of Communication Exist; As It Then Raises But Slight Impediments To
Travellers; But The Case Is Very Different To First Explorers Who Have To
Find A Ford Over Every Stream And A Passage Across Every Swamp, And Who
Constantly Run The Risk Of Involving Themselves In A Perfectly Impassable
Region.
Natives Near The Camp.
March 19.
This Morning Was Also Ushered In With Torrents Of Rain, Chequered By
Occasional Intervals Of Fine Weather Of Perhaps Half An Hour's Duration.
Volume 1 Chapter 9 (To The Upper Glenelg) Pg 116Another Sheep Died And Several Of The Ponies Were Very Unwell. The Men
Who Had Been Shifting The Tethers Of The Horses At Noon Returned With The
Intelligence That, During The Period Of Their Absence From The
Encampment, A Party Of Natives Must Have Been Close To Us, Watching Our
Movements, For That When They Went Out There Were No Traces Of Them Near
The Camp, Which Were Now Discernible In Nearly Every Direction Around Us.
I Selected The Best Bushman Of My Party And Went Off To See Whether
Anything Was To Be Apprehended From These Natives, But I Soon Found That
The Report Was In Some Degree Exaggerated. Some Natives Had Crept Up To
Within About A Hundred Yards Of Us, Probably With The Intention Of Making
A Reconnaissance, And Of Then Framing Their Future Plans; They Had
However Been Disturbed By The Return Of The Men From The Horses, And Then
Made Off. It Appears That They Had Approached Us By Walking Up A Stream
Of Water So As To Conceal Their Trail, And Then Turned Out Of The Stream
Up Its Right Bank; And Although They Had Carefully Trod In One Another's
Foot-Marks, So As To Conceal Their Number, We Could Make Out The Traces
Of At Least Six Or Seven Different Men, Which We Followed To The Spot
Where, Whilst Creeping About To Watch Us, They Had Been Disturbed. From
This Point These Children Of The Bush Had Disappeared, As It Were By
Magic: Not A Twig Was Broken, Not A Stone Was Turned, And We Could Not
Perceive That The Heavy Drops Of Rain Had Been Shaken From A Single Blade
Of Grass. We Made Wide Casts In Different Directions But, Not Being Able
To Hit On Their Trail, I Returned To The Tents, More Than Ever Convinced
Of The Necessity Of Being Constantly On The Watch Against Beings Who Were
Often Near Us When We Least Dreamt Of Their Presence, And, In An
Unguarded Moment, Might So Easily Surprise And Spear Some Of The Party.
Appearance Of The Country.
The Rain Continued To Fall Throughout The 20th, Rendering Our Condition
Every Hour Worse. Towards Noon However The Weather Cleared A Little, And
In A Fine Interval I Mounted A High Range Of Basaltic Hills Which Lay
About A Mile And A Half To The Westward. These Hills Were The Highest
Which I Had Yet Ascended; And From Them I Gained A Very Extensive View.
The Farthest Extremity Of The Sandstone Range Which Lay To The Southward
And Eastward Did Not Appear To Be More Than Ten Or Twelve Miles Distant.
Behind This Barren Range There Again Rose The Conical Tops Of Basaltic
Hills, Clothed In The Greenest Grass; And Beyond These, In The Far
South-East, I Made Out With The Telescope A Range Of Very Lofty Hills,
Which, Stretching Their Heads High Into The Clouds, Left Me Without Means
Of Forming Any Idea Of Their Elevation: But Even The Portion Of Them
Which Met My View Must Have Had A Very Considerable Altitude. I Took A
Set Of Angles From This Point But The Mistiness Of The Day Rendered It
Very Unfit For My Purpose. Whilst I Was Thus Occupied, We Heard The Cries
And Calls Of A Party Of Natives Between Us And The Tents. From The
Loudness And Proximity Of These I Augured Badly And Therefore Hurried My
Return; But We Neither Saw The Natives Themselves Nor Their Tracks, And
Volume 1 Chapter 9 (To The Upper Glenelg) Pg 117Were Quite In Ignorance As To What Had Been Their Intentions. Soon After
Sunset The Weather Cleared Up A Little, And The Stars, Which Came Peeping
Out, Promised Well For The Next Day.
Natives Near The Camp Again.
March 21.
Although It Had Rained During The Night And The Sun This Morning Rose
Bright And Clear The Country Was Still Impassable Owing To The Late
Continued Torrents. I Therefore Went Out With A Detachment For The
Purpose Of Exploring A Route By Which We Could Proceed The Next Day, As
Well As To Define Some More Points In The Country We Were About To Enter.
In The Course Of Our Walk We Crossed The Track Of The Natives We Had
Heard Yesterday. Their Party Must Have Been Large, For They Approached To
Within About Three Hundred Yards Of The Tents, Leaving A Trail As Broad
And Large As Was Made By Our Ponies And Party Together. I Did Not Much
Like Their Hanging About Us For So Many Days As I Rather Mistrusted Their
Intentions; Their Object However Appeared To Have Been To Examine The
Ponies, For They Had Only Come As Far As The Tethering Ground And, After
Wandering About There A Little, Had Again Retired. We Were Unfortunate In
Our Search For A Good Line Of Country By Which To Proceed, But I Made
Some Important Additions To My Map.
Marsh And Sandstone Range.
March 22.
As Fine Weather Had Apparently Set In Again We This Morning Resumed Our
Journey. The Poor Ponies Looked Very Weak And Wretched When They Were
Brought Up To Start, And We Were All Ragged, Dirty, And Worn Out From The
Constant Exposure To Wind And Rain; Indeed Our Appearance Was Altogether
Very Miserable On Moving Off, And Our Progress, Too, Very Slow And
Fatiguing, Both To Ourselves And The Horses, On Account Of The Swampy
Nature Of The Ground; But We Strenuously Persevered Until Near Noon, When
I Halted For Breakfast At The Foot Of Some Lofty Hills, At The Base Of
Which Ran The Stream Which Was Giving Us So Much Trouble. As Soon As We
Had Despatched Our Scanty Breakfast I Tried With A Party To Find A
Passage Across The Marsh, But Our Search Was In Vain And, On Examining
The Sandstone Range On The Other Side Of The Stream, I Found It So
Precipitous That Our Weak Ponies Could Not Possibly Have Clambered Up It.
Native Bridge.
Whilst On Our Return We Found A Native Bridge, Formed Of A Fallen Tree,
Which Rested Against Two Others And Was Secured In Its Position By Forked
Boughs.
Volume 1 Chapter 9 (To The Upper Glenelg) Pg 118
Precipitous Pass.
I Was Thus Obliged To Continue To Travel In A North-East Direction For
The Remainder Of The Afternoon, When We Found, At Last, A Passage Over
The Marsh, But Made Vain Attempts To Cross The Sandstone Range In No Less
Than Four Different Places; The Ponies Were So Weak And The Route So
Precipitous That Each Time We Were Obliged To Return. At Length We
Reached The Watershed, From One Side Of Which The Streams Ran Down To
Prince Regent's River, And From The Other To The Glenelg; The Rocks On
The South Side Were Ancient Sandstone Resting On Basalt, And On The
Opposite The Basalt Crept Out, Forming Elevated Hills. This Position Was
Remarkable Both In A Geological And Geographical Point Of View; And, The
Sandstone Range Over Against Us Looking Rather More Accessible Than It
Had Previously Done, I Determined To Halt Here For The Night And Examine
The Country; But My Resolution Was Scarcely Formed Ere Such Heavy Storms
Of Rain, Accompanied By Thunder And Lightning, Came On As Totally To
Prevent Me From Seeing To Any Distance Or Taking Any Bearings.
On Entering The Old Red Sandstone District Again The Parakeets Became
Once More Common, And The Green Ants Reappeared. These Last Seem To Be
Solely Confined To The Sandstone, For I Did Not See One Without Its
Limits.
Ascent Of The Sandstone Range.
March 23.
This Morning We Made A More Fortunate Effort To Ascend The Sandstone
Range Which Had Yesterday So Baffled Our Efforts; And Having Commenced
The Ascent At 6 A.M. Reached The Summit At 10, But The Poor Little Ponies
Were Dreadfully Exhausted. Having Now Established Ourselves Upon This
Narrow Elevated Tableland The Next Thing Was To Descend On The Other
Side. The Prospect To The Southward And Eastward Was Not
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