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    Chapter 21

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    Man will do many things to get himself loved, he will do all things to
    get himself envied.
    --Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar.

    Before I saw Australia I had never heard of the "weet-weet" at all.
    I met but few men who had seen it thrown--at least I met but few who
    mentioned having seen it thrown. Roughly described, it is a fat wooden
    cigar with its butt-end fastened to a flexible twig. The whole thing is
    only a couple of feet long, and weighs less than two ounces. This
    feather--so to call it--is not thrown through the air, but is flung with
    an underhanded throw and made to strike the ground a little way in front
    of the thrower; then it glances and makes a long skip; glances again,
    skips again, and again and again, like the flat stone which a boy sends
    skating over the water. The water is smooth, and the stone has a good
    chance; so a strong man may make it travel fifty or seventy-five yards;
    but the weet-weet has no such good chance, for it strikes sand, grass,
    and earth in its course. Yet an expert aboriginal has sent it a measured
    distance of two hundred and twenty yards. It would have gone even
    further but it encountered rank ferns and underwood on its passage and
    they damaged its speed. Two hundred and twenty yards; and so weightless
    a toy--a mouse on the end of a bit of wire, in effect; and not sailing
    through the accommodating air, but encountering grass and sand and stuff
    at every jump. It looks wholly impossible; but Mr. Brough Smyth saw the
    feat and did the measuring, and set down the facts in his book about
    aboriginal life, which he wrote by command of the Victorian Government.

    What is the secret of the feat? No one explains. It cannot be physical
    strength, for that could not drive such a feather-weight any distance.
    It must be art. But no one explains what the art of it is; nor how it
    gets around that law of nature which says you shall not throw any
    two-ounce thing 220 yards, either through the air or bumping along the
    ground. Rev. J. G. Woods says:

    "The distance to which the weet-weet or kangaroo-rat can be thrown is
    truly astonishing. I have seen an Australian stand at one side of
    Kennington Oval and throw the kangaroo rat completely across it." (Width
    of Kensington Oval not stated.) "It darts through the air with the sharp

    and menacing hiss of a rifle-ball, its greatest height from the ground
    being some seven or eight feet . . . . . . When properly thrown it
    looks just like a living animal leaping along . . . . . . Its
    movements have a wonderful resemblance to the long leaps of a
    kangaroo-rat fleeing in alarm, with its long tail trailing behind it."

    The Old Settler said that he had seen distances made by the weet-weet, in
    the early days, which
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