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A CRITICAL BIOGRAPHY OF EDWIN JAMES BRADY - Mallacoota ...

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These examples show that Brady can begin in a way that catches the reader’s<br />

attention, draws him in towards the action to follow and suggests a mood, an<br />

evocation of atmosphere. Most have definitive Australian flavour, for despite Brady’s<br />

pride in his Celtic ancestry, he is Australian through and through; most of his stories<br />

are as national as Dyson’s Lawson’s or Steele Rudd’s.<br />

There are many times however, when the openings of his stories carry excess weight,<br />

where detailed description and expository material replace compression and<br />

suggestion, both so essential in the short story writer’s art. This can be seen in a good<br />

story, “The Healing of John Pye”, an effective story in many ways but one which<br />

begins:<br />

The trees on John Pye’s selection grew thick if girth and high. Some of them<br />

had been seedlings when Sir Joseph Banks and Dr. Solander stepped ashore<br />

from the “Endeavour” to gather wild flowers at Botany Bay. Others were<br />

probably ‘grown up’ when Marlborough was only a boy. In either case it did<br />

not matter to John Pye, who put an edge on his axe which a Viking might have<br />

envied and sallied forth one balmy September morning to ‘do for’ an ancient<br />

bluegum trunk that ante-dated the burning of Moscow but interfered with the<br />

building of the stockyard fence. Antiquity being an abstraction that entered<br />

not into the calculations of John Pye, that commonplace selector had saw and<br />

cut the tree almost through before noon. 1<br />

Brady shows here a nicely balanced sense of antithesis (a favourite device of his)<br />

between the important event of Moscow’s destruction and Pye’s stockyard fence, but<br />

the attention given to the establishment of a sense of antiquity is really wasted. True,<br />

Pye is later trapped by a branch of the big tree, but antiquity has nothing to do with it<br />

(or with anything else in the tale subsequently). While this kind of verbosity can add<br />

interest to a general newspaper article or a political editorial, or even to a humorous<br />

serial, it detracts from the force of a short story.<br />

Brady’s stories usually have a plot which is adequate and at times extremely<br />

appropriate for this form He has a liking for the informal yarn, the often humorous<br />

event in the life of the people of the outback and can create the atmosphere of<br />

isolation and hardship which are Lawson’s forte. But he is also keen on the<br />

“vignette” – a word he often uses in a subtitle – which he describes as a scene<br />

“frozen” for examination by a sensitive observer to throw light on the microcosm<br />

from which it is taken. There are times when his plot is melodramatic, as are<br />

particularly some of the Arrow stories (such as “The Snake and the Woman” where a<br />

love-crazed doctor uses his knowledge of snakes to dispose of a rival 2 ).<br />

This tendency towards the melodramatic treatment is seen also in “The Healing of<br />

John Pye’, already mentioned. Pye’s moments of misery stretch into hours when he is<br />

trapped by a fallen branch. His wrigglings and wrenchings, the grating of the broken<br />

bones and the digging up of the ground by agony-driven fingers are told with all the<br />

journalist’s loving attention to sordid details. Contrast heightens the effect as the<br />

trapped man, whining to God, “held like a beetle pinned to a sheet of paper”, biting<br />

chips and leaves as he struggles, suffers in a world of beauty, surrounded as he is by<br />

flowers, trees, parrots and fleecy clouds – all evidence of a peaceful universe.<br />

1 “The Healing of John Pye”, The Worker, 4.2.1905<br />

2 4.4.1896

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