Aboriginal Australians -- Government relations; Dunk Island (Qld.); Natural history -- Australia -- Queensland
hours of exposure to the sun tarnishes its lustre. To obtain it in
perfection the beach must be patrolled every day during due season,
and very rarely is the collector rewarded by the discovery of unsullied
specimens.
When the chill is out of the surface the spring-time of the sea begins.
Vegetable life is strenuous, so that one may chance to see a lazy turtle
bearing on its back a weedy garden. The water is alive. Miles of space
are belted with that plant to which Captain Cook applied a significant
name, likening it in its myriads to “sea sawdust.” Some dare call it
“whale spawn,” forgetful that the whale is not a fish. Others assert it
to be none other than the “coral insect,” which does not exist save in
the minds of those who write odes to such creatures:
“Ye build, ye build, but ye enter not in,
Like the tribes whom the desert devoured in their sin.”
It consists of minute vegetation in bundles, to be individualised under
a strong microscope, though when countless billions drift on to the
beaches and die and become green and grey with corruption, the fumes are
by no means in proportion to the marvellous littleness of the individual
plants. Then we know by the organs of scent and sight that August has
come. The beaches are foul. The breakers roll in unbroken or with a
muddy, froth, for the scum acts as oil, calming even troubled water.
The Red Sea is said by some authorities to derive its title from the
scum formed by this plant (TRICHODESMIUM ERYTHRAEUM), which is strongly
impregnated with iodine. It emits a most disagreeable odour and exhales
a gas which affects the mucous membrane, causing in some individuals
sneezing and inflammation of the eyes. One amateur fisherman of
considerable experience and by no means susceptible to intangible
irritations, and not to be diverted from his sport by trifles, has
frequently been compelled to move from a favourite ground by a stream of
the scum drifting to his anchored boat. The fumes gave intense smartness
to the eyes, which were relieved by a gush of tears, but keen discomfort
recurred when the tears were wiped away.
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