Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Subject: kiddo demanding

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Subject: kiddo demanding

Then he retreated and aimed hispistol at it. A foreboding fastened upon him that some irrevocable thing wasabout to happen. Hell be murdered, the fool, Cabell said, and rode out to bringhim back.
From oneminute to the next he could not tell whether he was awake orasleep.
They had a line round theblackfellows neck and Cabell held him firmly by the wrist. A rising moon ambered the open jaws of the comingstorm.
Then he retreated and aimed hispistol at it.
The sky was a deep, clear cobalt overhead, for the summer wasyoung. Something cold, refreshingly cold and firm and hard touched hisshoulder and gently shook him.
He got a shovelfrom the hut and went round to the side where the shade wasthickest. He pointed to the hills melting into theultramarine horizon. The sound ofGurseys soft breathing soothed him.
But fewer and fewer spears came over, andthe fourth time they let up there was none.
The sights met in the shadows of the blacks leftshoulder-blade. He had arrived at a point of exhaustion where dream andreality became indissolubly mixed. A black silhouette in the doorway became slowlyidentifiable as Sambo, sucking his tooth. Two calves werestolen, but he did nothing.
He unlockedhis hands, looked wildly round, saw the sky raining cows hooves,and began to quake.
Cabell was tying Yilbungs wrists before releasing him from thestirrup. Following Sambos pointing finger, he saw a thin wisp of smokerising above the hills. So muchs mention cards to me again,he flung back, and Ill brain you. Something cold, refreshingly cold and firm and hard touched hisshoulder and gently shook him. The others escaped to the scrub, dragging the body andhowling defiance. The dyingfires vaguely outlined the gunyahs in which the blacks slept.
The blacks came out of cover andlooked round curiously. As he galloped up the blacks ran outof the storeroom.
Birds flashed in the scrub, kangaroos bounded off and watched himfrom a distance. A flight of spears, co-ordinated by some mysterious tribalinstinct, betokened it. From time totime he rose and threw fresh pieces of wood on to the fire.
He worked the toe of his boot under Toms chin andturned the face up. Slowly Dan relaxed a pose of strained expectation.

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Blogger DramaQueen said...

"When Dan made the Cow mad"

Bird watched Dan from a distance
Kangaroo sucked his tooth
Cow pointed his hoof at Dan

Cow, Bird, Kangaroo came out of cover,
Cow said to Dan “I’ll brain you,”
Dan looked wildly around, Kangaroo’s cold hand on his shoulder
By tribal instinct Kangaroo got a shovel

Bird, Kangaroos and Cow
Bounded off,
dragging the body of Dan

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