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AN
immense
barrier
lay
across
the
route
to
the
southeast
.
It
was
the
Australian
Alps
,
a
vast
fortification
,
the
fantastic
curtain
of
which
extended
1,500
miles
,
and
pierced
the
clouds
at
the
height
of
4,000
feet
.
The
cloudy
sky
only
allowed
the
heat
to
reach
the
ground
through
a
close
veil
of
mist
.
The
temperature
was
just
bearable
,
but
the
road
was
toilsome
from
its
uneven
character
.
The
extumescences
on
the
plain
became
more
and
more
marked
.
Several
mounds
planted
with
green
young
gum
trees
appeared
here
and
there
.
Further
on
these
protuberances
rising
sharply
,
formed
the
first
steps
of
the
great
Alps
.
From
this
time
their
course
was
a
continual
ascent
,
as
was
soon
evident
in
the
strain
it
made
on
the
bullocks
to
drag
along
the
cumbrous
wagon
.
Their
yoke
creaked
,
they
breathed
heavily
,
and
the
muscles
of
their
houghs
were
stretched
as
if
they
would
burst
.
The
planks
of
the
vehicle
groaned
at
the
unexpected
jolts
,
which
Ayrton
with
all
his
skill
could
not
prevent
.
The
ladies
bore
their
share
of
discomfort
bravely
.
John
Mangles
and
his
two
sailors
acted
as
scouts
,
and
went
about
a
hundred
steps
in
advance
.
They
found
out
practical
paths
,
or
passes
,
indeed
they
might
be
called
,
for
these
projections
of
the
ground
were
like
so
many
rocks
,
between
which
the
wagon
had
to
steer
carefully
.
It
required
absolute
navigation
to
find
a
safe
way
over
the
billowy
region
.
It
was
a
difficult
and
often
perilous
task
.
Many
a
time
Wilson
's
hatchet
was
obliged
to
open
a
passage
through
thick
tangles
of
shrubs
.
The
damp
argillaceous
soil
gave
way
under
their
feet
.
The
route
was
indefinitely
prolonged
owing
to
the
insurmountable
obstacles
,
huge
blocks
of
granite
,
deep
ravines
,
suspected
lagoons
,
which
obliged
them
to
make
a
thousand
detours
.
When
night
came
they
found
they
had
only
gone
over
half
a
degree
.
They
camped
at
the
foot
of
the
Alps
,
on
the
banks
of
the
creek
of
Cobongra
,
on
the
edge
of
a
little
plain
,
covered
with
little
shrubs
four
feet
high
,
with
bright
red
leaves
which
gladdened
the
eye
.
"
We
shall
have
hard
work
to
get
over
,
"
said
Glenarvan
,
looking
at
the
chain
of
mountains
,
the
outlines
of
which
were
fast
fading
away
in
the
deepening
darkness
.
"
The
very
name
Alps
gives
plenty
of
room
for
reflection
.
"
"
It
is
not
quite
so
big
as
it
sounds
,
my
dear
Glenarvan
.
Do
n't
suppose
you
have
a
whole
Switzerland
to
traverse
.
In
Australia
there
are
the
Grampians
,
the
Pyrenees
,
the
Alps
,
the
Blue
Mountains
,
as
in
Europe
and
America
,
but
in
miniature
.
This
simply
implies
either
that
the
imagination
of
geographers
is
not
infinite
,
or
that
their
vocabulary
of
proper
names
is
very
poor
.
"
"
Then
these
Australian
Alps
,
"
said
Lord
Glenarvan
,
"
are
--
"
"
Mere
pocket
mountains
,
"
put
in
Paganel
;
"
we
shall
get
over
them
without
knowing
it
.
"
"
Speak
for
yourself
,
"
said
the
Major
.
"
It
would
certainly
take
a
very
absent
man
who
could
cross
over
a
chain
of
mountains
and
not
know
it
.
"
