You, reader, will perhaps ask why we did not take some. The answer is simple—we had no carriage for it.
2nd. Mr. McKinlay and party started this morning with two camels and four horses, about 9 a.m. Bullenjani is left in charge of sheep. Frank, our native shepherd, going with McKinlay.
Again we must trespass on McKinlay's journal for the narrative of his trip, as I was not with him to Cooper's Creek and back. Meantime I will just jot down what happened during his absence at the depôt camp, Lake Buchanan, where the remainder of us are staying.
Wind very light to-day. A squall, accompanied with rain, passed over the camp about 3 p.m., and the wind continued blowing hard till midnight. We had a jolly evening notwithstanding, singing songs and telling stories of bygone days. To-day the last tobacco served out—twenty-eight sticks for each man; not much certainly, so we must husband it. Two of the party tossed up who should have the two allowances. Ned Palmer won the toss, and immediately put them up to auction, and they were bought by Davis for £1 4s., so he has three. Ned knocks off smoking at once.
3rd. The morning broke fine and clear, wind west. Our rations reduced to-day—flour, from
