STEWART, Gordon Neil, Australian
Stories of Horror & Suspense from the early days, Hale
& Iremonger, Sydney, Australia, 1983.
Octavo;
hardcover with gilt spine-titling; 272pp. Light spotting to the top edge of the
text block; tail of the spine lightly softened; otherwise near fine in like
dustjacket
“So much horror in the
Clear Australian sunlight”
Douglas
Stewart, Ned Kelly
I
picked up a copy of this book many years ago and was seriously unimpressed. A
second look at it though – probably with the perspective of age - has changed
that opinion.
In
my younger days I was expecting to read a bunch of zippy stories about ghosts
of bushrangers and vengeful convicts, bunyips leaping out of the woodwork and
so on (and the cheesy, ‘blood-sprayed’ title page certainly didn’t disabuse me
of any expectations in this regard). In fact, I was anticipating something
along the lines of M.R. James, or Sheridan leFanu, in an antipodean setting. I
had seriously missed the point.
(As
a side issue, the collection contains a number of tales penned by Henry Lawson.
Now, Lawson may be this country’s Shakespearean equivalent, but I’ve always had
trouble reading him. As far as I’m concerned, he tends to be sentimental,
mawkish and a bit of a whinger. I have re-read the stories selected here –
teeth gritted, shoulders tensed – and surprisingly, in the context of this
collection, they stand up pretty well.)
Throughout
the Nineteenth Century, Australia was considered a wild frontier; those
enclaves carved out around the major ports by the first settlers were the
fringes of civilisation, and the wilds beyond – that miasmal, featureless terra
nullius – simply became the Bush, a place of threat and danger.
Living
in the Bush in the early days meant severing connexions with the niceties of
city life; one became cut off from social interaction, dependant upon the
vagaries of a harsh environment for survival, and subject to random natural
disasters that could brush aside years of hard-won settlement in a heartbeat.
Those who chose to dwell in this vast lonely landscape became hard-bitten,
introspective, somewhat sociopathic, unhinged. That is what this book is about;
this is what these tales focus upon.
A
resonant example is Lawson’s well-known story “The Bush Undertaker” which I
remembered as a soppy tale about a sentimental tramp. In the current context
though, the focus shifts, like looking at a familiar picture through a cracked
lens. The story is a character sketch of a tramp who finds an old associate
dead in a tree. Rather than leave him to the mercy of the elements, he wraps
the cadaver in a cylinder of bark stripped from a gum-tree and carries him away
to be buried. Along the way, the tramp mutters to himself and his dead friend,
whilst taking drags from a bottle of hooch found near the corpse. The tramp
questions his own actions as to whether they have any meaning in the context of
the unforgiving Bush, wondering if there’s any point in what he’s doing; in the
end his actions are slipshod and unsure, as his capabilities in funereal
arrangements are unpractised and hampered by the booze. Does the tramp care at
all? Would anyone else? Do his actions matter? In the end, there is no answer.
And
so the rest of the book continues. There are no ghosts or strange monstrous
beings. What we see are the slow disintegration of lives and minds under the severe
harshness of the environment; the slow slide into uncivilised behaviour and the
relinquishment of the proper forms of social behaviour. In this sense, the book
is vastly more interesting.
Not
all of these stories are completely polished and clearly some of the writers
are punching above their weight; still, the concepts are brave and dynamic,
showing clearly through the various imperfections of execution.
The
first tale - “How Muster-Master Stoneman Earned his Breakfast” by Price Warung
- is a grim narrative involving a Tasmanian convict awaiting execution.
Eschewing any shriving by the priest, the murderer is locked away for his final
night during which time he kills his guard and escapes. When his absence is
discovered at daybreak a search-party is organised, but aborted when the
fugitive appears and walks through the prison gate, having fulfilled a wish to
spit on the grave of the man whose death landed him in gaol to begin with. He
is flogged, salted and hanged and the prison warden, refusing to be weighed
down by concerns of whether or not justice was seen to be done in regard to the
murdered guard, goes to his breakfast, grimly satisfied.
In
Mary Gaunt’s “The Doctor’s Drive”, a woman in labour in the next village over
requires the doctor’s assistance; however, a bushfire rages in that direction.
The doctor, weighing the odds, convinces the mail-coach driver to attempt the
deadly run, to ensure the mail arrives on time and that the woman delivers her
child. Their flight is harrowing in the extreme, and they arrive, singed and
with a slight majority of the mail unburnt, only to find that the child has
arrived safely of its own accord.
In
“Grear’s Dam” by Morley Roberts, a farmer tortured by the wholesale deaths of
his flocks caused by a drought and denied access over his land-grabbing
neighbour’s patch to reach the nearby river, cuts down a fence to lead his
flocks to his greedy neighbour’s dam. Refusing to be driven off by the
neighbour and his thugs, he lets his shovel do the talking for him, waters his
sheep and promises to turn himself in when all’s been set to rights.
If
you’re seeing a theme here, then you’ve caught the spirit of this book. Hope
fails; justice is rough and often seized by both hands; the environment is
pitiless and uncaring. People go mad from the heat and the loneliness and the
desolation. And if you think that this sounds like one of HPL’s major themes,
you’ve hit the nail right on the head.
There’s
another Mythos connexion too, although it’s more than a little tenuous. Albert
Dorrington makes a few contributions, one of which is “Castro’s Last
Sacrament”, a vicious tale of revenge set in the islands north of Australia.
The South Seas? ‘Castro’? I’m drawing a very long bow here since the story was
written before HPL was born, but the character sounds like a Mythos mainstay to
me. Perhaps one of the antecedents of the namesake witness from “The Call of
Cthulhu”?
Another
worthy mention is “Fourteen Fathoms by Quetta Rock” by Randolph Bedford, a tale
about a lovelorn deep-sea diver exploring a wrecked cargo ship in the waters
near Timor. Again there are flaws in the execution, but the preparation and
conduct of the dive are fascinating and what he finds upon his arrival at the
wreck, fourteen fathoms below, is suitably chilling.
So
yes, I had expectations about this tome. Coming to it years later without such
baggage made for a hugely enjoyable read.
Three-and-a-half
tentacled horrors.
*****
Chapter Listing:
Outsiders In The Land:
"How Muster-Master Stoneman Earned his Breakfast" - Price Warung
"Western Rebellions" - W.H. Suttor
"Governor Ralph Darling's Iron Collar" - Marcus Clarke
"The Liberation of the First Three" - Price Warung
"Vengeance for Ippitha" - W.H. Suttor
"Tracks in the Bush" - John Lang
"The Lost Child" - Tom Collins
The Unforgiving Land:
"Crows" - Dowell O'Reilly
"Chased by Fire" - Nat Gould
"On the Land" - Henry Fletcher
"Grear's Dam" - Morley Roberts
"The Doctor's Drive" - Mary Gaunt
Master and Servants:
"The Trucker's Dream" - Edward Dyson
"Wolf in Snake's Clothes" - Julian Stuart
"A Hot Day at Spats'" - Edward Dyson
"Judas: A Strike Incident" - E.F. Squires
The Law and the Lawless
"A Stripe for Trooper Casey" - Roderic Quinn
"Wanted by the Police" - Henry Lawson
"Black Peter's Last Kiss" - Dowell O'Reilly
Life and Death in the Tropics
"The Revenge of Macy O'Shea" - Louis Becke
"Five-Skull Island" - Alexander Montgomery
"Enderby's Courtship" - Louis Becke
"Castro's Last Sacrament" - Albert Dorrington
"Swamp-swallowed" - Alexander Montgomery
"A Basket of Bread-fruit" - Louis Becke
"Fourteen Fathoms by Quetta Rock" - Randolph Bedford
Love, Hate and Madness in the Bush
"The Tramp" - Barbara Baynton
"The Last of Six" - Ernest Favenc
"A Bush Tanqueray" - Albert Dorrington
"The Selector's Daughter" - Henry Lawson
"Dead Man's Camp" - J.A. Barry
"The Bush Undertaker" - Henry Lawson
"A Bush Singer" - Albert Dorrington
"Scrammy 'And" - Barbara Baynton
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