The Journal of Reverand Crickmer, January 20 1860:

 "When I got to the mouth of the Harrison river, it was eight
o'clock on Sunday Morning.  I could have landed up at Hope by the evening; and I had many reasons for making such a Sabbath-day journey 'lawful', though deeper reasons for not making it 'expedient'.  Encamped a few miles from the mouth was a detachment of the Royal Engineers, engaged on works in the Harrison river; and I
could not conscientiously leave them unministered to.  I recognized amongst the sappers many old Derby aquaintances; for, by turns, nearly the whole of the sappers, both those engaged and on the Boundary Commission, and Colonel Moody's corps, have been under my charge, to a greater or less extent, as honorary Chaplin.  A very general feeling of gratification spread on the passing along the news that they would have 'a parson and a sermon', instead
of regulation devotions.  It was a lovely day, bounded by a circle of mountains, grassy, rocky and pine-crested.  Through this area wound the clear Harrison river, leaving the area of sand sometimes on one side, sometimes on the
other, of the river.  I selected my chapel in nature's great blue-domed cathedral next to the commissariat depot, in case of a scud.  The pulpit was a plank on two barrels.  The congregation stood, forming three sides of a square, below the river, and around us the 'everlasting hills'.  The text was, Act XV.26, - 'Men that have have hazarded their lives for the name of our Lord Jesus Christ', and the subject, 'A Christian Soldier'.   Three sappers had been drowned lateley; and over their graves a Maltese cross raised, near the camp, which gave solemn illustration to the Word preached.  The men paid attention, and repeated the
responses, and sang like one man."