Contents ( 84)
- THE RED CHIEF
- THE RED CHIEF
- TOLD BY THE LAST OF HIS TRIBE
- ION IDRIESS
- ETT IMPRINT, SYDNEY
- Exile Bay
- THE LAST OF HIS TRIBE
- AUTHOR’S PREFACE
- POSTSCRIPT
- CONTENTS
- I
- THE WARRIOR LAD
- II
- AN UNEASY CAMP
- III
- THE LIFE OF A STONE MAN
- IV
- THE TRIBE TRAINS ITS FUTURE WARRIORS
- V
- THE LONE LOOK-OUT
- VI
- EVERY WOMAN TEACHES WHILE SHE HUNTS
- VII
- THE NEW WEAPON
- VIII
- MAN MUST FIND FOOD TO LIVE
- IX
- THE WOMAN-STEALERS
- X
- THE TROUBLES OF BOOBUK
- XI
- THE DEADLY BLACK SNAKE
- XII
- THE VENGEANCE PARTY
- XIII
- THE FALSE ALARM
- XIV
- THE CORD
- XV
- HE TREADS ALONE IN ENEMY COUNTRY
- XVI
- THE MENACE
- XVII
- WOMAN AND THE CLUB
- XVIII
- THE MASTER
- XIX
- RUNAWAYS IN THE NIGHT
- XX
- THE FIGHT
- XXI
- RED KANGAROO RETURNS HOME
- XXII
- THE CHALLENGE
- XXIII
- THE DUEL
- XXIV
- THE WALLABY TRAP
- XXV
- THE SPEECH OF THE RED CHIEF
- XXVI
- MAKING MEN STRONG
- XXVII
- THE LOST DILLY-BAG
- XXVIII
- ABANDON CAMP
- XXIX
- DANGER COMES FAST
- XXX
- THE TRIBE IN DESPERATE STRAITS
- XXXI
- THE GREAT PLAN
- XXXII
- THE TRAP IS BAITED
- XXXIII
- THE DEATH TRAP
- XXXIV
- FRIENDS, MY TRIBAL LANDS, FAREWELL
- XXXV
- THE RED CHIEF
- APPENDIX
- UNDERSTANDING THE ABORIGINAL
- Aboriginal Tribes of New South Wales
- Notes
At times of the full moon the moonlight shone brilliantly down along this open laneway of grass, and partly into that natural space going deep back into the scrub edge. Within this Wallaby Trap space all was clear moonlight, but along its sides and at its end the walls of scrub threw black shadows.
On “Wallaby Trap nights” half the warriors and half the elder boys in late afternoon would arrive at the Trap and line its sides and end, a fair distance apart. Thus a line of hunters with their backs to the scrub edge would be facing another, evenly spaced, with the open grass and fern between them, while away down at the end of the Trap would be another line, much shorter, of hunters facing up towards the distant mouth. Anything that came within that Trap would risk spears, boomerangs, and throwing sticks raining towards it from both sides. Then, if it ran to escape down to the end of the Trap it would run into hunting weapons thrown at it from there. If it had still escaped, which would be very unlikely indeed, then it could only double back and flee straight up along the Trap to the mouth. And during this frantic attempt to escape it would again run the gauntlet of weapons thrown at it from all along both sides.
Having lined both sides and end of the Trap, the hunters would sit down with the wall of scrub at their backs, quietly waiting for full moonlight and the springing of the Trap. Towards sundown all the remainder of the tribe, except the very old people or sick, armed with all the hunting weapons they could carry but especially with boomerangs, nullas, and throwing sticks, would leisurely leave camp and stroll up towards the scrub edge where the Wallaby Trap was.
When fairly near they would spread well out to right and left along the line of forest trees—men and boys, women, girls and children, in unusual quietness eagerly stealing through the bush to hide and wait. A mile-long line of them, now facing that strip of open grassland, the darkening wall of scrub behind it. A few would remain back in the forest edge right opposite the mouth of the Trap, but most would be away to right and left, and particularly down at both ends of the open strip. From here a few of the men and boys, widely spaced, would creep right to the scrub edge, then some little distance along it towards the distant mouth of the Trap, and then wait, invisible just within the scrub edge. And the day sounds of the bush would gradually cease as shadows merged with shadows as the sun went down, the last noisy birds went to sleep.