My readers may imagine us enjoying all the gaieties and pleasures such a city as Perth, in Western Australia, could supply.  Myself and two officers were quartered at the Weld Club; Alec Ross and the others had quarters at the United Service Club Hotel nearly opposite; and taking it altogether, we had very good times indeed.  The fountains of champagne seemed loosened throughout the city during my stay; and the wine merchants became nervous lest the supply of what then became known as “Elder wine” should get exhausted.  I paid a visit down the country southwards, to Bunbury, The Vasse, and other places of interest in that quarter.  Our residence at Perth was extended to two months.  Saleh was in his glory.  The camels were out in a paddock, where they did not do very well, as there was only one kind of acacia tree upon which they could browse.  Occasionally Saleh had to take two or three riding camels to Government House, as it became quite the thing, for a number of young ladies to go there and have a ride on them; and on those days Saleh was resplendent.  On every finger, he wore a ring, he had new, white and coloured, silk and satin, clothes, covered with gilt braid; two silver watches, one in each side-pocket of his tunic; and two jockey whips, one in each hand.  He used to tell people that he brought the expedition over, and when he went back he was sure Sir Thomas Elder would fit him out with an expedition of his own.  Tommy was quite a young coloured swell, too; he would go about the town, fraternise with people, treat them to drinks at any hotel, and tell the landlord, when asked for payment, that the liquor was for the expedition.  Every now and again I had little bills presented to me for refreshments supplied to Mr. Oldham.  Alec Ross expended a good deal of his money in making presents to young ladies; and Peter Nicholls was quite a victim to the fair sex of his class.  I managed to escape these terrible dangers, though I can’t tell how.

Both my officers left for South Australia by the mail steamer.  Mr. Tietkens was the more regretted.  I did not wish him to leave, but he said he had private business to attend to.  I did not request Mr. Young to accompany me on my return journey, so they went to Adelaide together.  The remainder of the party stayed until the 13th of January, 1876, when the caravan departed from Perth on its homeward route to South Australia, having a new line of unexplored country to traverse before we could reach our goal.  My projected route was to lie nearly 400 miles to the north of the one by which I arrived; and upon leaving Perth we travelled up the country, through the settled districts, to Champion Bay, and thence to Mount Gould, close to the River Murchison.