Not that, on the surface, there seemed much evidence confirmatory of such a verdict—rather, indeed, the contrary.
If a traveller, drover or teamster lost his stock, Steve, after a long and arduous1 search, was invariably the first man to come across the missing animals—provided the reward was high enough.
Yet, in spite of this useful gift of discovery, its owner was neither liked nor trusted. Uncharitable people—especially the ones whom he took such trouble to oblige—would persist in hinting that none knew so well where to find as those that hid.
All sorts of odds2 and ends, too, from an unbranded calf3 to a sheepskin, from a new tarpaulin4 to a pair of 2hobbles, had a curious knack5 of disappearing within a circuit of fifty miles of the Browns’ residence.
In appearance, Steve was long, lathy, awkward and freckled6, also utterly7 ignorant of all things good for man to know.
Suspicious, sly and unscrupulous, just able by a sort of instinct to decipher a brand on an animal, he was a thorough specimen8 of the very worst type of far inland Australian Bush Native, and only those who have met him can possibly imagine what that means.
Years ago, his parents, fresh from the wilds of Connemara, had squatted9 on this forest reserve of Scrubby Corner. How they managed to live was a mystery. But they were never disturbed; and in time they died, leaving Steve, then eighteen, to shift for himself, by virtue10 of acquired knowledge.
Shortly after the death of his mother, he took unto himself the daughter of an old shepherd on a run adjoining—a fit match in every way—and continued to keep house in the ramshackle shanty11 in the heart of the Corner.
He had never been known to do a day’s work if he could possibly get out of it; much preferring to pick up a precarious12 living by ‘trading’ stock, ‘finding’ stragglers, and in other ways even less honest than the last, but which nobody, so far, had taken the trouble of bringing home to him.
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3Greg, having had his dinner—only a half ration14, as feed was scarce—and feeling but little inclined for a chat with the tiger, or the lion, or the bear, or any other of the sulky, brooding creatures behind the iron bars, whom he saw every day, and of whose company he was heartily15 tired, took it into his great head to have a look at the country.
So, unperceived of Hassan Ali, who was fast asleep in the hot sunshine, or any of the rest dozing16 in the tents, Greg, plucking a wattle up by the roots to keep the flies off, sauntered quietly away. He was not impressed by inland Australia. In the first place it was hot and dusty, also the flies were even worse than in his native Ceylon. Nor, so far as he could discover, was there anything to chew—that is—no tender banana stems, no patches of young rice or succulent cane17. All that he tried tasted bitter, tasted of gum, peppermint18, or similar abominations. He spat19 them out with a grunt20 of disgust, and meandered21 on.
Presently the scrub grew thicker, and, heated more than ever by the exertion22 of pushing his huge body through an undergrowth of pine and wattle, he hailed with delight the sight of a big waterhole, still and dark, in the very heart of it. Descending23 the slope at the far side of the thickly-grassed, open glade24, Steve Brown, driving a couple of ‘lost’ horses, paused in dismay and astonishment25 at sight of the immense beast, black, shining wetly, and sending up thick jets of water into the sunlight to an accompaniment of a continuous series of grunts26 and rumbling27 noises.
4‘Hrrmp! hrrmp!’ blared Greg, in friendly greeting, as he caught sight of the figure staring fascinated.
And then he laughed to himself as he saw how the loose horses, snorting with terror, galloped28 off one way, and the horseman another.
But it was getting late; so, coming out of the water, and striking a well-beaten pad, he followed it. Supper time was approaching, and he kept his ears open for the shrill29 cry of Hassan Ali.
Meanwhile Steve had made a bee-line on the spur for home, with some vague idea surging through his dull brain of having caught a glimpse of an Avenging30 Power. It is mostly in this way that anything of the sort strikes the uneducated conscience.
‘What’s the matter now?’ asked his wife as he entered, pale, and with hurried steps. ‘You looks pretty badly scared. Did the traps spot yer a-plantin’ them mokes, or what?’
‘Traps be hanged!’ replied Steve. ‘I seen somethin’ wuss nor traps. I seen the bunyip down at the big waterhole.’
‘Gam, yer fool!’ exclaimed his wife, who was tall, thin, sharp-faced, and freckled, like himself. ‘What are you a-givin’ us now? Why, yer gittin’ wuss nor a black fellow wi’ yer bunyips!’
‘Well,’ said Steve, fanning himself with his old cabbage-tree hat, and glancing nervously31 out of the door, ‘I’ll tell yer how it was. Ye knows as how I dropped acrost that darkey’s mokes when he was camped at the Ten Mile. Well, o’ course, I takes ’em to the water in the 5scrub—you knows the shop—intendin’ to hobble ’em out till such time as inquiries32 come this road. Well, jist as I gets in sight o’ the water I seen, right in the middle of it, I seen—I seen—’ but here he paused dead for want of a vocabulary.
‘Well, thick-head, an’ wot was it ye seed—yer own hugly shadder, I s’pose?’ said Mrs Brown, as she caught up and slapped the baby playing with a pumpkin33 on the floor. ‘Look better on yer, it would, to wind me up a turn o’ water, an’ it washin’ day to-morrer, ’stead o’ comin’ pitchin’ fairy stories.’
‘It warn’t,’ replied Steve, taking no notice of the latter part of her speech. ‘But it was as big—ay, an’ a lot bigger’n this hut. All black, an’ no hair it was; an’ ’t’ad two white tushes’s, long as my leg, only crookt, an’ a snout like a big snake, an’ it were a-spoutin’ water forty foot high, and soon’s it seen me it bellered agin and agin.’
‘You bin34 over to Walmsley’s shanty to-day?’ asked his wife, looking hard at his pale face and staring eyes.
‘No, s’elp me!’ replied Steve; ‘not fer a month or more! An’ yer knows, Mariar, as it aint very often I touches a drop o’ ennythin’ when I does go over.’ Which was strictly35 true, for Steve was an abstemious36 rogue37.
‘Well, then, you’ve got a stroke o’ the sun,’ said his better-half, dogmatically, ‘an’ you’d best take a dose of salts at oncest, afore ye goes off yer ’ead wuss.’
‘Hrrmp! hrrmp! hrrmp!’ trumpeted38 Greg cheerfully, as at this moment, interposing his huge bulk before 6the setting sun, he looked in at the back door with twinkling eyes.
With a scream the woman, snatching up her child, bolted into the bedroom, leaving Steve quaking in an ecstasy39 of terror, as Greg, spying the pumpkin, deftly40 reached in with his trunk and asked for it with an insinuating41 grunt.
But Steve, pretty certain that it was himself who was wanted, and that his time had come at last, tumbled off the stool and grovelled42 before the Unknown Terror.
Without coming in further, Greg could not get within a foot of the coveted43 article. To come in further would be to lift the house on his shoulders, so Greg hesitated.
For ten years—long ago in the days of his youth—he had been a member of the Ceylon Civil Service, and had learnt discipline and respect for the constituted authorities. Also, besides being chief constable44 of his fellows, he had been a favourite at headquarters, had borne royalty45 itself, and was even named after Governor Gregory. Therefore, hungry as he was, Greg hesitated about demolishing46 a house for the sake of a pumpkin; but Steve, now on his knees in the middle of the floor, with that curling, snakelike thing twisting and twitching47 before his eyes, knew less than nothing of all this.
Had he been able, he would doubtless have prayed in an orthodox manner to be delivered out of the clutches of the Evil One. Being unable to pray, he did the best he could, which was indifferent.
‘Oh good Mister Bunyip,’ he quavered, ‘let’s off this oncest, an’ I’ll takes them mokes back to the nigger. 7I’ll give up them two unbranded foals as I shook off the carrier larst week, likewise the bag o’ flour off his waggin. If yer’ll go away, Mr Bunyip, I’ll never plant nor shake nothin’ no more. I won’t—s’elp me! An’ if yer’ll go back quiet’—here the wall-plate began to crack, and Steve’s voice to rise into a howl—‘I’ll promise faithful never to come next anigh yer waterhole over yonder to plant hosses.’
As he concluded, Greg, having at length jammed his big head in far enough to just reach the pumpkin with his trunk, withdrew, taking both doorposts with him.
‘He’s gone, Mariar,’ said Steve, after a pause, wiping his wet face; ‘but it wor the narriest squeak48 you ever seed. Took nothin’, he didn’t, only that punkin as was on the floor. Tell you wot,’ as his wife came trembling out of the other room, ‘we’re a-goin’ to shift camp. Neighbours o’ that sort ain’t ter be played with. Ain’t it a wonder, bein’ so handy like, as he never come afore? I knows how it was, now!’ he exclaimed, a happy inspiration seizing him. ‘It were all through them two larst cussed mokes! The feller as owns ’em’s a flash blackfeller shearer49. I had a pitch with him the night afore an’ he reckons as how he’d just cut out ov a big shed on the Marthaguy. So I sez to myself, “You’re good enough, ole chap, fer a fiver, ennyhow.”’
‘What’s that got to do with it?’ asked his wife softly, regarding the crushed doorway50 with affrighted face.
‘Don’t yer see? The bunyip’s the blackfeller’s Devil. Ole Billy Barlow tell’d me oncest as he seen the head ov 8one rise up out of a lagoon51. I’ll have to fossick up them mokes, Mariar, an’ take ’em to that darkey straight away, afore wuss ’appens. S-sh, sh-sh! Wot’s that?’
It was Greg, who wanted his supper badly, and was soliloquising at the other end of the hut. He had been down to a little fenced-in paling paddock on the flat, and, looking over, to his delight had seen a crop of maize52, sweet and juicy and not too ripe, also more pumpkins53.
But with the love of the law and the memory of discipline still strong in him, he had returned to ask permission of the owner—the stupid white man who sat in his hut and talked nonsense. And now he was holding council with himself how best to make the fool understand that he was hungry, and wanted for his supper something more than a solitary54 pumpkin.
Hassan Ali, he knew, had but dried hay and the rinds of melons to give him. Here, indeed, was a delectable55 change, and Greg’s mouth watered as he gurgled gently in at the opening which did duty for a window, and close to which the family crouched56 in terror.
Why could not the stupid fellow understand? Could it be that he and his were deaf? A bright idea, and one to be acted upon, this last!
Therefore, carefully lifting up and displacing half the bark roof, Greg looked benignly57 down and trumpeted mightily58 until the hut shook as with an earthquake, and the whole land seemed to vibrate, whilst his audience grovelled speechless. Then, finding no resulting effect, and secure in the sense of having done his uttermost to 9make himself understood, he went off with a clear conscience to the corn-patch and luxuriated.
‘It ain’t no bunyip, Steve,’ wailed59 his wife, as they heard the retreating steps; ‘it’s the “Destryin’ Hangel” as I heerd a parson talk on oncest when I was a kid, an’ that wor the “Last Tramp”—the noise wot shows as the world is comin’ to an ind. It ain’t no use o’ runnin’. We’re all agoin’ to git burnt up wi’ fire an’ bremston! Look out, Steve, an’ see if there’s a big light ennywheres.’
‘Sha’n’t,’ replied Steve. ‘Wot’s the good? If it’s the end o’ the world, wot’s the use o’ lookin’? An’ I b’lieve ’ere’s yer blasted Hangel a-comin’ agen!’
Sure enough, Greg, having had a snack, was returning just to assure the folk that he was doing well; that his belly60 was half full, and that he was enjoying himself immensely.
So he hrrmped softly round about in the darkness, and scratched his sides against the rough stone fireplace, and took off one of the rafters for a toothpick, and rumbled61 and gurgled meditatively62, feeling that if he could only drop across a couple of quarts of toddy, as in the old Island days, his would be perfect bliss63.
All through the hot summer night he passed at intervals64 from the paddock to the house and back, and all the night those others lay and shivered, and waited for the horror of the Unknown.
Then, a little after sunrise, a long, loud, shrill call was heard, answered on the instant by a sustained hoarse65 blare, as Greg recognised the cry of his mahout and keeper.
10And presently Steve, plucking up courage in the light, arose, and, looking out, shouted to his wife triumphantly,—
‘Now, then, Mariar, who’s right about the bunyip! There he goes off home to the waterhole with a black nigger on his back!’
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calf
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knack
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squatted
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virtue
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shanty
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caravan
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cane
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