are dead,
and our provisions are exhausted. Mr. Burke and King are down the
lower part of the creek. I am about to return to them, when we
shall probably come up this way. We are trying to live the best way
we can, like the blacks, but find it hard work. Our clothes are
going to pieces fast. Send provisions and clothes as soon as
possible.

W.J. WILLS.

The depot party having left, contrary to instructions, has put us
in this fix. I have deposited some of my journals here for fear of
accident.

W.J.W.]

Friday, 31st May, 1861.--Decamped at 7.30 A.M., having first
breakfasted; passed between the sandhills at nine A.M., and reached
the blanket mia-mias at 10.40 A.M.; from there proceeded on to the
rocks, where I arrived at 1.30 P.M., having delayed about
half-an-hour on the road in gathering some portulac. It had been a
fine morning, but the sky now became overcast, and threatened to
set in for steady rain; and as I felt very weak and tired, I only
moved on about a mile further, and camped in a sheltered gully
under some bushes. Night clear and very cold; no wind; towards
morning, sky became slightly overcast with cirrostratus clouds.

Saturday, 1st June, 1861.--Started at 7.45 A.M.; passed the
duck-holes at ten A.M. and my second camp up, at two P.M., having
rested in the meantime about forty-five minutes. Thought to have
reached the blacks' camp, or at least where Landa was bogged, but
found myself altogether too weak and exhausted; in fact, had
extreme difficulty in getting across the numerous little gullies,
and was at last obliged to camp from sheer fatigue. Night
ultimately both clear and cloudy, with occasional showers.

Sunday, 2nd June, 1861.--Started at half-past six, thinking to
breakfast at the blacks' camp below Landa's grave. Found myself
very much fagged, and did not arrive at their camp until ten A.M.,
and then found myself disappointed as to a good breakfast, the camp
being deserted. Having rested awhile and eaten a few fish-bones, I
moved down the creek, hoping by a late march to be able to reach
our own camp; but I soon found, from my extreme weakness, that that
would be out of the question. A certain amount of good luck,
however, still stuck to me, for on going along by a large waterhole
I was so fortunate as to find a large fish, about a pound and a
half in weight, which was just being choked by another which it had
tried to swallow, but which had stuck in its throat. I soon had a
fire lit