Some Everyday Folk and Dawn

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SOME

EVERYDAY

FOLK

AND DAWN

MILES FRANKLIN

First published in Great Britain by

William Blackwood & Sons

1909

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_TO THE

ENGLISH MEN WHO BELIEVE IN VOTES FOR WOMEN

THIS STORY IS AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED, BECAUSE THE WOMEN HEREIN CHARACTERISED WERE NEVER FORCED TO BE

"SUFFRAGETTES,"

THEIR COUNTRYMEN HAVING GRANTED THEM THEIR RIGHTS AS

SUFFRAGISTS

IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD 1902.

M. F._

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CONTENTS

CHAPTER

ONE. CLAY'S.

TWO. AT CLAY'S.

THREE. BECOMING ACQUAINTED WITH GRANDMA CLAY.

FOUR. DAWN'S AMBITION.

FIVE. MISS FLIPP'S UNCLE.

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SIX. GRANDMA CLAY'S LOVE-STORY.

SEVEN. THE LITTLE TOWN OF NOONOON.

EIGHT. GRANDMA TURNS NURSE.

NINE. THE KNIGHT HAS A STOLEN VIEW OF THE LADY.

TEN. PROVINCIAL POLITICS AND SEMI-SUBURBAN DENTISTS.

ELEVEN. ANDREW DISGRACES HIS "RARIN'."

TWELVE. SOME SIDE-PLAY.

THIRTEEN. VARIOUS EVENTS.

FOURTEEN. THE PASSING OF THE TRAINS.

FIFTEEN. ALAS! MISS FLIPP!

SIXTEEN. ADVANCE, AUSTRALIA!

SEVENTEEN. MRS BRAY AND CARRY COME TO ISSUES.

EIGHTEEN. THE FOUNDATION OF THE POULTRY INDUSTRY.

NINETEEN. AN OPPORTUNELY INOPPORTUNE DOUCHE.

TWENTY. "ALAS! HOW EASILY THINGS GO WRONG!"

TWENTY-ONE. THINGS GO MORE WRONG.

TWENTY-TWO. "O SPIRIT, AND THE NINE ANGELS WHO WATCH US ..."

TWENTY-THREE. UNIVERSAL ADULT SUFFRAGE.

TWENTY-FOUR. LITTLE ODDS AND ENDS OF LIFE.

TWENTY-FIVE. "LOVE'S YOUNG DREAM."

TWENTY-SIX. "OFF WITH THE OLD."

TWENTY-SEVEN. "ONE MIGHT THINK BETTER OF MARRIAGE IF ONE'S MARRIED FRIENDS ..."

TWENTY-EIGHT. LET THERE BE LOVE.

TWENTY-NINE. "THE SAVAGE SELLS OR EXCHANGES HIS DAUGHTER, BUT IN ..."

THIRTY. FOR FURTHER PARTICULARS CONSULT 'THE NOONOON ADVERTISER' OF THAT DATE.

L'ENVOI.

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GLOSSARY OF COLLOQUIALISMS AND SLANG TERMS.

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AUSTRALIAN. AMERICAN EQUIVALENTS. ENGLISH INTERPRETATION.

Billy A tin pail A camp-kettle. Blokes Guys Chaps--fellows. Bosker Dandy or "dandy Something meeting with fine" unqualified approval. Galoot A rube A yokel--a heavy country fellow. Larrikin A hoodlum. Moke A common knockabout horse. Narked Sore Vexed--to have lost the temper. Gin Squaw An aboriginal woman. Quod Jail. Sollicker Somewhat equivalent Something excessive. to "corker" Toff A "sport" or "swell A well-dressed guy" individual--sometimes of the upper ten. Two "bob" Fifty cents Two shillings. To graft To "dig in" To work hard and steadily. To scoot To vamoose or skidoo To leave hastily and unceremoniously. To smoodge To be a "sucker" To curry favour at the expense of independence. "Gives me the pip" "Makes me tired" Bores. "On a string" } Trifling with him. "Pulling his leg"} Kookaburra A giant kingfisher with grey plumage and a merry, mocking, inconceivably human laugh--a killer of snakes, and a great favourite with Australians.

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Some Everyday Folk and Dawn.

ONE.

CLAY'S.

The summer sun streamed meltingly down on the asphalted siding of the country railway station and occasioned the usual grumbling from the passengers alighting from the afternoon express.

There were only three who effect this narrative--a huge, red-faced, barrel-like figure that might have served to erect as a monument to the over-feeding in vogue in this era; a tall, spare, old fellow with a grizzled beard, who looked as though he had never known a succession of square feeds; and myself, whose physique does not concern this narrative.

Having surrendered our tickets and come through a down-hill passage to the dusty, dirty, stony, open space where vehicles awaited travellers, the usual corner "pub."--in this instance a particularly dilapidated one--and three tin kangaroos fixed as weather-cocks on a dwelling over the way, and turning hither and thither in the hot gusts of wind, were the first objects to arrest my attention in the town of Noonoon, near the river Noonoon, whereaway it does not particularly matter. The next were the men competing for our favour in the matter of vehicular conveyance.

The big man, by reason of his high complexion, abnormal waist measurement, expensive clothes, and domineering manner, which proclaimed him really a lord of creation, naturally commanded the first and most obsequious attention, and giving his address as "Clay's," engaged the nearest man, who then turned to me.

"Where might you be going?"

"To Jimmeny's Hotel."

"Right O! I can just drop you on the way to Clay's," said he; and the big swell grunted up to a box seat, while I took a position in the body of the vehicle commanding a clear view of the grossness of the highly coloured neck rolling over his collar.

The journey through the town unearthed the fact that it resembled many of its compeers. The oven-hot iron roofs were coated with red dust; a few lackadaisical larrikins upheld occasional corner posts; dogs conducted municipal meetings here and there; the ugliness of the horses tied to the street posts, where they baked in the sun while their riders guzzled in the prolific "pubs.," bespoke a farming rather than a grazing district; and the streets had the distinction of being the most deplorably dirty and untended I have seen.

The same could be said of a cook, or some such individual of whom I caught a glimpse when landed at a corner hotel, where I sat inside the door of a parlour awaiting the appearance of the landlady or the publican, while for diversion I watched the third arrival wending his way from the station on foot and shouting something concerning melons to a man in a dray in the middle of the roadway.

Evidently it was the land of melons and other fruits and vegetables.

Over at the railway, loaded waggons, drays, and carts were backed against a line of trucks drawn up to convey such produce to the city and other parts of the country, while strings of vehicles similarly burdened were thundering up the street. Some carts were piled with cases of peaches, grapes, tomatoes, and rock-melons--the rich aromatic scent of the last mentioned strongly asserting their presence as they passed. On some waggons the water-melons were packed in straw and had the grower's initials chipped in the rind, others were not so distinguished, and at intervals the roughness of the thoroughfare bumped one off. If the fall did not break it quite in two, a stray loafer pulled it so and tore out a little of the sweet and luscious heart, leaving the remainder to the ants and fowls. The latter were running about on friendly terms with the dogs, which they equalled in variety and number. Droves of small boys haunted the railway premises at that time of the year and eagerly assisted the farmers to truck their melons in return for one, and came away with their spoils under their arms. Never before had I seen so many melons or so large. Some weighed sixty and eighty pounds or more, while those from sixteen to twenty-five pounds, in all varieties,--Cuban Queens, Dixies, Halbert's Honey, and Cannon Balls,--were procurable at one shilling the dozen, and nearly as much produce as sent away wasted in the fields for want of a market.

An hour after arrival, having refused the offer of refreshments, which in such places are not always refreshing, I betook myself to a comparatively cool back verandah to further investigate my temporary surroundings.

A yellow-haired girl with rings on her fingers sprawled in a hammock reading a much-thumbed circulating-library novel and eating peaches. This was the landlord's daughter, and a very superior young lady indeed from her own point of view.

I learnt that at present there would only be one other boarder besides myself. He came up for the week-end, and had just gone down to Clay's to see some one there. If he could get a berth at Clay's he would not come back; but the only hope of being taken in there during the summer weather was to bespeak room a long way ahead, as there was a great run on the place. It was built right beside the river, and they kept boats for hire, which attracted a number of desirable young men from the city to engage in week-end fishing, picnicing, swimming, &c.; and the young gentlemen attracted young ladies, who found it difficult to be taken in at all, because old Mrs Clay allowed her granddaughter, Dawn, to boss the place, and she favoured men-boarders.

The tone of Yellow-hair suggested that perhaps the men-boarders favoured Dawn; at all events, it was an attractive name and aroused interested inquiry from me.

"Oh yes, some thought her a beauty! There were great arguments as to whether she or Dora Cowper--another great big fat thing in a hay and corn store over the way--was the belle of Noonoon;" but for her part, Yellow-hair thought her too coarse and vulgar and high-coloured (Miss Jimmeny was sallow and thin), and she was always making herself seen and known everywhere. One would think she owned Noonoon!

"There she is now," exclaimed the girl, pointing out another who was driving a fat pony in a yellow sulky. "Talk of the devil."

"Perhaps it is an angel in this case," I responded, for though she was thickly veiled she suggested youth and a style that pleased the eye.

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