The Germ Growers: An Australian story of adventure and mystery — John Shaqi
The Germ Growers: An Australian story of adventure and mysteryPotter, Robert
Science
The Germ Growers: An Australian story of adventure and mystery
Potter, Robert
Science fiction, Australian
We were beginning to know something of the language. There was a
palaver every night, or, to speak more exactly, there were several
palavers, in one of which we always joined, with Gioro for
interpreter. And on several occasions Bomero harangued the tribe.
These harangues were very interesting, even before we could understand
any part of them or before Gioro explained a word of them. The manner
and mode of delivery were very remarkable. Bomero was highly
demonstrative, but he was never carried away by his own eloquence. The
spirit of the prophet was always subject to the prophet. He could pull
himself together in a moment and be as cool as you please. The matter
of his harangues was chiefly the greatness of his tribe, and above all
of the king of the tribe, the king’s ability to guide his people to
food and water, to beat any two or three men of his own tribe, and as
many as you like of any other tribe, the great Corrobboree that they
were going to keep out away west, and the greatness of the tribes who
kept it, of which tribes they were the greatest, and Bomero was the
greatest of them.
These harangues were his method, it seemed, of keeping up his
influence over his people in time of peace. And one could not but
liken him, as Carlyle says, to “certain completed professors of
parliamentary eloquence” nearer home.
The Pleiades were now seen to be setting earlier and earlier every
evening. They were for a few nights obscured by clouds, and the next
time they appeared they were perceptibly nearer the sun. This fact was
observed at once and they hailed it with what at first seemed to be a
series of shouts, but which proved to be a sort of barbaric chant,
each stave of which ended with this refrain:—
“Go, go,
Red star and little stars.”
And this was a chant as Gioro told us (and Bomero confirmed him) which
their fathers and their fathers’ fathers had sung before them from
time immemorial. I wish that some of our savants would investigate
this matter, for I cannot but think that this festival and its obvious
connection with the constellation Taurus would throw some important
light on the origin of these people and their connection with the
other races of mankind.
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