White Lives in a Black Community: The lives of Jim Page and Rebecca Forbes in the Adnyamathanha communityTracy SpencerVolume One Creative Writing Component: Excerpted Chapters from Volume Three Appendix OneAt about 11am on this date, Mr Page came to me and said, ‘I am going away this morningand I want you to take charge of the Mission, also, I want you to issue the people here withthe ‘Christmas Shout’ of rations tomorrow.’ Mr Page then handed me the keys of thestoreroom, also a glass jar containing money, but he did not say how much money was injar (Money counted and found to be $14.0.6)I said to Mr Page, ‘I won’t say goodbye, Mr Page, because I hope that you will soon comeback to the Mission.’Mr Page kept repeating, ‘I can’t go down; The Lord has left me and my spirit has gone.’At times, Mr Page did not seem right in his head.I do not associate with the other people here, and I do not know if Mr Page was veryfriendly with the young girls or not.When I visited Mr Page for rations, I always took someone else with me.THOMAS ROSEWALL:- Mounted Constable, stationed at Beltana, states:-In consequence of a report received from George Lewis at Copley, on this date, incompany of Sister Trevilion and Yourself (Coroner) I proceeded to Copley, thenaccompanied by yourself, I proceeded to the three roomed cottage of James Page atNepabunna Mission, which mission is about 62 miles distant from Beltana. At about 7pm,in your presence I entered the above mentioned cottage, and found the dead body of amiddle-aged man, dressed in trousers, shirt and boots, with arms folded across chest, and ablood soaked bandage around throat.The dead body was lying on the flag stoned floor of the kitchen of the above cottage, andthere was also an open blood stained razor lying on a table quite close to corpse. Therewas also a large pool of blood on floor near corpse. Not any of the furniture in room wasdisarranged, neither was their any sign of a struggle having taking place in any of the threerooms. I removed the bandage on throat sufficiently to see a gaping wound about fourinches long across front of throat, which showed that the wind pipe had been severed.There were no other marks of violence to be seen on the body of the deceased. In yourpresence I searched the body of the deceased, also the three rooms where the body wasfound, but was not able to find any evidence that would show the reason for deceased tocommit suicide, neither was I able to find any person who actually saw James Page cut histhroat. Money to the value of $15.0.0 was found in bedroom of deceased. I questionedNellie Driver but was not able to elicit any information from her, except that ‘Mr Page wasvery friendly with the big girls at Nepabunna Mission.’ I have attached a letter datedAugust 1935, signed by VE Turner, and concerning the deceased, such letter having beenfound in bedroom of deceased on this date.136
Signed by MC Rosewall, and CH Downer, Coroner, who agreed an inquest was unnecessary.Nepabunna, December 22nd 1935The sun sends out gold with the last of its beams, braiding the edge of trees and buildingswith the dying light of the day. That’s when the motor car arrives, and when finally someonesteps over the threshold of that hut. By the time MC Rosewall and Coroner Downer reemerge,night has fallen. They have left a lamp burning by the body.The stars wheel by slowly this night, and no one sleeps. They gather together around fires,safe against the spirits of the night. Even Mrs Forbes remains in the Top Camp. The whitemen visit the fires, and talk to this one and that, and take notes to confirm their questions. Tedand Andy meet their gaze, stand up and speak quietly. Rebecca does her interview quickly, intight-lipped sentences, every muscle in her wiry frame taut, holding herself together. Nelliewill not speak at all save her first outburst. Others are casting glances about, and Nellie sits inthe doorway of her hut, silent.After completing their paperwork on the bonnet of the car, the men bury the body in thedark, away up the southern slope beyond the camp. Perhaps Sister Trevilion mopped up theblood in the hut meanwhile. And then the car pulls out.For the next five days, the yuras at Nepabunna mourn the udnyu, in their ways. Perhapsthere was blame, perhaps there was retribution, perhaps there was wailing or perhaps therewasn’t. The campfires kept burning. Nobody knew where his spirit was.137
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