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Fairy Tales Told in the Bush is a mixing of indigenous Australian and imported, colonial sensibilities. Of these Fairy Tales told to children in the Australian bush, “The Magic Gun” and “The Underground River,” are original, but the others have been brought from the old country i.e. Great Britain.
The mixing of stories from the old and new cultures is not too dissimilar to the situations found in the colonised lands in South America and Africa. This volume gives a definite nod to the oral tradition of storytelling of ancient aboriginal cultures and is effectively the 19th C. Australian book of Fairy Tales.
Within this volume you will find the stories of:
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021
Fairy Tales Told In The Bush
Tales from the Australian Outback
BySister Agnes
Originally Published By
Elliot Stock, London
[1911[
Resurrected ByAbela Publishing, London
[2021]
Fairy Tales Told in the Bush
Typographical arrangement of this edition
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2020
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“EACH WALL WAS COVERED WITH SHELVES, AND EACH SHELF WAS FULL OF BOOKS.”
f these Fairy Tales told to children in the Australian bush, “The Magic Gun” and “The Underground River,” are original, but the others have been brought from the old country, not in book form, but in the memory of a lover of fairies and children.
“The Origin of the Yarra Yarra” was told to the writer by old King Barak, the last King of the Yarra tribe, a few days before his death.
These tales, as told here, charmed the writer in the “Sixties” when Melbourne was a place of bush and swamp. They now charm little slum children in the so-called “slum parts” of the city of Melbourne, “The Palace of Truth” and “The Magic Gun” being always asked for when stories are to be told.
The Little Man in Brown, or, the Boy who Lied
The Magic Gun
The Underground River
The Origin of the Yarra Yarra (Ever-flowing)
Forget-me-not
The Palace of Truth
Each wall was covered with shelves, and each shelf was full of books
The boy grew bold and began to read
The sale of the bull
Barak telling the story of the Magic Gun
Eating the berries
The fish gave a flap, a jump, and reached the water
Barak snatched the honeycomb away, and put it in his mouth
Finding the footprint of the “Shining One”
The Man in the Moon
Marie finding the man
Marie going to the Moon
They came in sight of an enormous tree, upon which grew golden apples
The toys running away
ong, long ago in the days when there were no schools, there lived a man and his wife and their only child. He was a bright, clever boy, and his parents were very ambitious for their dear boy, and wished him to become a great and renowned man. They saw that the children who could not read or write, but who just played all day long, had to go to work while still very young, and were generally so stupid that they could never earn much money; so they determined to let their boy have an education, and be able, later on, to have an easier life than they themselves had ever enjoyed. They worked early and late and saved every penny, even when their boy was still a baby, and by the time he was old enough to learn, they had saved enough money to pay a learned man who lived in the town to teach the boy. Boy he[4] was always called, and I am very glad there is no other name for him, because of his bad ending.
When Boy was fourteen years old, he knew so much about books that there was not a single book in the learned man’s library that he had not read. Oh, he was very clever and knowing, and he told his mother and father that he now knew enough to go and earn a good living. “In the morning,” said he, “I shall set out to make a fortune.”
Long before daybreak, the boy set out on his journey, carrying a bundle done up in a big red handkerchief. It contained a clean shirt, a pair of socks, a loaf of new bread, and a bottle of milk. His parents were very sad when he went away, but they knew he would never have any chance to become great and famous in the town where everyone knew him as “the boy.”
“THE BOY GREW BOLD AND BEGAN TO READ.”