Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1888 edition. Excerpt: ... PART II. On the following day, the 14th, we were in great spirits as we again loaded our mules tor another start. All our party were now together, cattle, horses, mules, goats, and sheep. During our stay at this camp we had been visited by many natives, who, however, kept at a respectful distance. I interviewed many of them, one man I found to be both deaf and dumb. While loading the mules numbers stood around evidently much surprised at our movents. The Doctor as usual led the way mounted on his charger, compass in hand, closely followed by Perry, who led a quiet mule which carried the packs containing the most valuable articles, books, papers, sextant, powder, matches, cooking utensils, plate chest, etc.; then followed the mules, driven by Boecking and myself; the cattle driven by Hely and Brown, and the rear was brought up by the sheep and the goats, driven by Bunce, Turnbull, and Wammai. The Doctor was a tall man, six feet in height; he had lost a considerable amount of flesh since leaving Sydney which gave him the appearance of greater height. He wore at this time a Malay hat of conical shape, a most serviceable covering; the lower part of his face was hidden by a bushy, light-brown beard and moustache; a very old, greasy, long tweed coat, which had seen service on a former occasion, partly hid a red woollen shirt; his moleskin trousers did not quite reach to his low boots, these were tied with string. He preferred to carry a sword as he could not use a gun, this was slung in such a manner--the handle projecting behind him--that he would have found it a difficult matter to grasp it in case he required to do so. Being now troubled with boils, he had one stirrup as long and the other as short as possible. We passed a conical hill of...
