HOW THE WARATAH GOT ITS HONEY (Australian Legends) by C. W. Peck

Krubi was the name of the beautiful black girl who became a waratah, and amongst the aborigines of the Burragorang Valley the name is only given to one girl of any tribe, of all its branches; and then only when the mother or the father has been reckoned to be very good looking, and the…

THE FLOOD (Australian Legends) by C. W. Peck

The natives of the head waters of the Murray River, or as it is more correctly called, the Hume River, had a story of a Deluge. Whether this is identical with our Biblical story of the Flood, when Sisit, or Noah, was advised to build an Ark and take animals into it for the preservation…

WHY THE TURTLE HAS NO TAIL (Australian Legends) by C. W. Peck

The Australian aborigines believed that the Milky Way was a “pukkan” or track, along which many spirits of departed blacks travelled to heaven, and that the dark place that we call Magellan’s Cloud was a hole or split that occurred when the universe was frightfully shaken by some mighty upheaval which gave us many of…

THE FIRST GYMEA OR GIGANTIC LILY (Australian Legends) by C. W. Peck

One of the most wonderful of Australian flowers is the New South Wales variety of Gymea or Gigantic Lily (Doryanthes excelsa). This huge red bloom of ours is, as its variety name implies, the most gorgeous of the Doryanthes genus in this country. The legend the natives have about it is as follows:- One still,…

THE FIRST WARATAH (Australian Legends) by C. W. Peck

Why did the early arrivals in Australia imagine that the aborigines had no folk-lore, no legends, hardly any manners, habits and customs? Is it that they really had none, or that the blacks were merely incomprehensible? I think it was the latter. Australia had much of country to be explored difficult country-on the Coast cool…

PRELUDE. A PRINCESS (Australian Legends) by C. W. Peck

In a little settlement for aborigines not far from Sydney lives the last full-blooded person of the once-powerful Cammary Tribe. She lives in the past. The present has no lure for her, and very little interest. She has to eat and she has to sleep and she has to dress. She looks for no pleasure,…