Plot summary[ edit ] The Chosen Vessel follows the story of a young mother and babe who are left home alone in the isolating Australian Bush.
The length of the rope separated them.
The cow was near the calf, and both were lying down. Feed along the creek was plentiful, and every day she found a fresh place to tether it, since tether it she must, for if she did not, it would stray with the cow out on the plain.
She had plenty of time to go after it, but then there was baby; and if the cow turned on her out on the plain, and she with baby — she had been a town girl and was afraid of the cow, but she did not want the cow to know it. She used to run at first when it bellowed its protest against the penning up of its calf.
It was he who forced her to run and meet the advancing cow, brandishing a stick, and uttering threatening words till the enemy turned and ran.
In many things he was worse than the cow, and she wondered if the same rule would apply to the man, but she was not one to provoke skirmishes even with the cow. Partly because it was Monday, and the end of the week that would bring her and baby the companionship of its father, was so far off.
He was a shearer, and had gone to his shed before daylight that morning. Fifteen miles as the crow flies separated them. There was a track in front of the house, for it had once been a wine shanty, and a few travellers passed along at intervals. One had called at the house today, and asked for tucker.
She feared more from the look of his eyes, and the gleam of his teeth, as he watched her newly awakened baby beat its impatient fists upon her covered breasts, than from the knife that was sheathed in the belt at his waist.
She had given him bread and meat. Her husband, she told him, was sick. Then he had asked to go into the kitchen to boil his billy, but she gave him tea, and he drank it on the wood-heap.
He had walked round and round the house, and there were cracks in some places, and after the last time he had asked for tobacco. She had none to give him, and he had grinned, because there was a broken clay pipe near the wood-heap where he stood, and if there were a man inside, there ought to have been tobacco.
Then he asked for money, but women in the bush never have money. He had stood so for some moments with a pretence of fixing his swag, and then, apparently satisfied, moved to the left towards the creek. The creek made a bow round the house, and when he came to it she lost sight of him. More than once she thought of taking her baby and going to her husband.
But in the past, when she had dared to speak of the dangers to which her loneliness exposed her, he had taunted and sneered at her. She need not flatter herself, he had coarsely told her, that anybody would want to run away with her.Jun 10, · The Chosen Vessel — THE CHOSEN VESSEL. She laid the stick and her baby on the grass while she untied the rope that tethered the calf.
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The cow was near the calf, and both were lying down. Feed along the creek was plentiful, and every day she found a fresh place to tether it, since tether it she must.
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