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'I bin see old missis, he says. 'She yabber that one make-believe constable bin there. Gammon-like it surveyor, and bimeby old man Ben gon' alonga hut, and that one pleeceman fire at him and all about, and him break back alonga gully. 'Any of 'em come back? says Jim. 'Bale! me see um tent-dog tied up. Cake alonga fireplace, all burn to pieces. No come home last night.
You do nothing all day. You two fella talk all the time." Rosey "Yes; me fella yabber, yabber, plenty all asame white woman." The beliefs of blacks on the subject of "the otherwhere" seem to be varied and adjustable to individual likes and predilections. Some indeed have no faith whatever in statements as to existence following upon death.
When they had got over their surprise, both at the white man having power to turn aside a boomerang as they thought and at his saving the life of his enemy, they began to yabber and gesticulate.
Eulah was the first to detect what they said, and reining up called out "hold on, you hearim, that one bin yabber English." the brothers halted and listened. Sure enough they distinctly heard the savages shouting excitedly "Alico, Franco, Dzoco, Johnnie, Toby, tobacco, and other English words.
'Go, bring him while I get tea. I must know your mate. Of course you drink tea? Here everybody drinks tea at all hours. Jim found Mike admiring a wonderful big bay horse, the astounding virtues of which stimulated the black boy to an incoherent flow of yabber. 'Don't mind me, said Burton. 'I've had a drink an' a sleep, and I've seen the loveliest animal that was ever lapped in horse-hide.
Mick sprang across the fire and seized the startled boy by the arm and shook him in his eagerness to hear all that had happened during that fatal night. "You yabber quickfella! quickfella! "What name horses?" "Them bin speared." "Speared!" The word came from Mick's lips with a yell of horror. "Speared!" "Yah. Alabout. Mick sprang towards his own saddle-horse, which had been tied up all night.
"Him real good fella, quite.... Him only little time boss longa me. "Me yabber Boss Stobart." He said the name with pride. "I'll go with you," said Sax, starting up as if he meant to set out immediately. "I'll go with you to find my father." "By'm by," replied Yarloo. "White boy come by'm by. No come now. White boy sit down little time. Me come back by'm by."
"No stairs in the bush," said the Inventor, blowing a speck of dust off his apparition; "all ground-floor houses. Anyhow, if there were stairs we could carry him up and let him fall down afterwards, or get flung down like any other canvasser." "Ha! Let's see him walk," said Dodge. The figure walked all right, stiff and erect. "Now let's hear him yabber."
Drysdale took up the strain: "Yes, Cadi, you've got the true missionary gospel, the kind of yabber they fire at each other over tea and buns at Darling Point and Toorak all about the poor native and the bad, bad men who don't put peas in their guns, and do sometimes get an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.... Come here, Bimbi." Bimbi came. "Yes, master," Bimbi said.
Now, you boys, look alive," he shouted to the blacks who were crowding round Yarloo. "You can yabber all you want when we've rounded up that tribe of black cleanskins." The native stockmen laughed. Everybody was eager for the task.
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