began operations by poising their spears and waving us away.  We waited for some little time, watching their movements, with our rifles in our hands.  A flight of spears came crashing through the flimsy sides of our house, the roof and west gable being the only parts thickly covered, and they could see us jumping about inside to avoid their spears.  Then a flight of spears came from the concealed enemy in the tea-tree.  Mr. Tietkens and I rushed out, and fired right into the middle of the crowd.  From the rocks behind which they hid, they sent another flight of spears; how we escaped them I can’t imagine.  In the meantime Gibson and Jimmy were firing through the boughs, and I decided that it was for us to take the aggressive.  We rushed up the rocks after the enemy, when they seemed to drop like caterpillars, as instantaneously, they were all down underneath us right at the camp.  I was afraid they would set fire to it; we however finally drove them from our stronghold, inducing them to decamp more or less the worse, and leave behind them a considerable quantity of military stores, in the shape of spears, wommerahs, waddies, wallabies’ skins, owls, fly-flappers, red ochre, and numerous other minor valuables.  These we brought in triumph to the camp.  It always distressed me to have to fire at these savages, and it was only when our lives were in most imminent danger that we did so, for, as Iago says, though in the trade of war I have slain men, yet do I hold it very stuff o’ the conscience to do no contrived murder.  I lack iniquity, sometimes, to do me service.  We then went on with our work, though expecting our foes to return, but we were not again molested, as they now probably thought we were vipers that would not stand too much crowding.

Three horses were missing, therefore we could not leave that day, and when they were found on the next, it was too late to start.  I tied one of these wretches up all night, so as to get the mob early to-morrow.  I was very uneasy about the water in our tanks, as every hour’s delay was of the greatest consequence.  I had no very great regret at leaving this depot, except that I had not been able to push out more than 150 miles to the west from it.  I now thought by going to the new northern range, that my progress thence might be easier.  We may perhaps have paid the passing tribute of a sigh at leaving our little gardens, for the seeds planted in most of them had grown remarkably well.  The plants that throve best here were Indian gram, maize, peas, spinach, pumpkins, beans, and cucumbers; melons also grew pretty well, with turnips and mustard.  Only two wattles out of many dozens sown here came up, and no eucalypts have appeared, although the seeds of many different kinds were set.  Gibson had been most indefatigable in keeping the little gardens in order, and I believe was really grieved to leave them, but the inexorable mandates of circumstance and duty forced us from our pleasant places, to wander into ampler realms and spaces, where no foot has left its traces.  Departing, still we left behind us some lasting memorials of our visit to this peculiar place, which, though a city of refuge to us, was yet a dangerous and a dreadful home.  The water supply was now better than when we arrived.