The Confessions of a BeachcomberBanfield, E. J. (Edmund James)
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The Confessions of a Beachcomber
Banfield, E. J. (Edmund James)
Dunk Island (Qld.); Natural history -- Australia -- Queensland
As they grow up, brothers assume towards their sisters an attitude of
reserve almost amounting to repugnance. The boy will not eat anything
the sister has cooked, nor knowingly touch anything she has handled. The
more contemptuous and austere his bearing towards her the more proper it
is. Nelly's brother paid a visit to the island, and she cooked a huge
damper at the kitchen stove. When it was taken to the camp, hot and
fragrant, "Billy" at once inquired who had cooked it. Nelly, wishing
that her brother should not deprive himself of his share, told a white
lie in the one word, "Missis!" Billy ate heartily and was none the
worse, while Nelly, who is fond of Billy, notwithstanding his official
detestation of her, chuckled at the successful deception.
THE RAINBOW
One of childhood's most fascinating fables was, that at the places where
the rainbow touched the earth would be found a bag of gold and
glittering gems. Among some North Queensland blacks almost exactly the
same fairy tale is current. "Muhr-amalee," remarked a boy, pointing to
a rainbow which seemed to spring from the Island of Bedarra. "That fella
no good. Hot, burning. Alonga my country too many. Come out alonga
ground, bend over, go down. Subpose me go close up kill 'em along spear,
run away and plant. Bi'mby come back, find plenty red stone, yalla
stone. Fill 'em up dilly-bag. Old man bin tell 'em. Me no go close up
along Muhr-amalee. Too fright!"
SWIMMING FEATS
In their endurance as long-distance swimmers, and in the ease with which
they perform various incompatible operations in the water, there are few
to equal the coastal blacks of North Queensland. For a trifling
consideration they will successfully undertake feats which prove that
they are almost as much at home in deep water as upon land, and when put
to the test their strength and hardihood are extraordinary. Boys
employed on beche-de-mer boats become almost amphibious. Some, as they
swim and dive, collect the fish into a heap on the bottom of the sea
until they have a parcel worthy of being taken to the attendant dinghy,
alongside which they will come with arms so full as to restrict movement
to a singular wriggle of the shoulders. What would be an extremely
awkward burden for a white man on shore, the expert black boy carries as
he swims with case, in the course of his daily round and common task.
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