THE UPPER CLUTHA. [By Our Special Reporter.] Seeing that dredging speculation has now extended to the Upper Clutha, that several claims on that river are placed or about to bo placed on the market, and knowing with what avidity and interest news relating to dredging enterprises is read by the public, the proprietors of the Argus, on short notice, despatched me to the Luggate to spy out the fatness of the land and repoit thereon. A journalist is like a soldier. His first duty is obedience; prompt and unfaltering, so at seven p.m last Friday, I was cantering along in the moonlight bound for Luggate. During the journey no incident worthy of mention occurred and, after resting at Queensbury and hae'in a bit crack with Mr M'Leod and one or two local residents about he river and dredging matters, I arrived at Luggat9 about 11 o'clock, and was soon after fast asleep. About six in the morn ing, I heard the trampling of feet in the passage, and someone left the hotel. I afterwards learned it was Mr Robinson, of Cromwell, bound for Fatboys, on peg ging bent. He was, so I was told, going to mark out a dredging area, but it may have been some other kind of mining privilege. I shall commence my description of the claims by referring first to the one nearest the Lupgite, that is, White Bros.' hydraulic claim which is on the Luggate creek about a quarter of a mile above the Sehoolhouse. This party has gone to considerable expense fitting up elevat ing plant and bringing in water and their present supply is somewhat inadequate. The night before my visit the race had broken away, and the paddock was full of water when I saw it. However, I saw a prospect of 10 grains, by weight, which had been got from a layer of wash about four teet from the surface, and there is another good layer about 20ft from the surface, through which the proprietors have not yet sunk their pipes. They took out a paddock last year, just outside the lower boundary of their present claim, and it turned out a duffer, but the claim now being worked promises to be a Bonanzi. There is evidently an old creek bed winding down the gully. 