Message #165981

[Denizen of Darkness]

"Have the natives the custom of walking through fire?" said my friend the Beach-comber, in answer to a question of mine. "Not that I know of. In fact the soles of their feet are so thick-skinned that they would think nothing of it."

  "Then have they any spiritualistic games, like the Burmans and Maories? I have a lot of yarns about them."

  "They are too jolly well frightened of bush spirits to invite them to tea," said the Beach-comber. "I knew a fellow who got a bit of land merely by whistling up and down in it at nightfall.1 They think BLACK DOGS.
 
spirits whistle. No, I don't fancy they go in for séances. But we once had some, we white men, in one of the islands. Not the Oui-ouis" (native name for the French), "real white men. And that led to Bolter's row with me."