When the emu egg was hurled up to the sky it struck a great pile of
wood which had been gathered by a cloud man named Ngoudenout. It hit the
wood with such force that the pile instantly burst into flame, and
flooded the earth with the soft, warm light of dawn. The flowers were so
surprised that they lifted their sleepy heads to the sky, and opened
their petals so wide that the glistening dewdrops which night had given
them fell to the ground and were lost.
The little birds twittered excitedly on the trees, and the fairies,
who kept the snow on the mountain tops, forgot their task, and allowed
it to thaw and run into the rivers and creeks. And what was the cause of
this excitement?
Away to the east, far over the mountains, the purple shadows of night
were turning grey; the soft, pink-tinted clouds floated slowly across
the sky like red-breasted birds winging their way to a far land. Along
the dim sky-line a path of golden fire marked the parting of the grey
shadows, and down in the valley the white mist was hiding the pale face
of night.
Like a sleeper stirring softly at the warm touch of a kiss, all
living things of the bush stirred at the caress of dawn. The sun rose
with golden splendor in a clear blue sky, and, with its coming, the
first day dawned. At first the wood pile burned slowly, but the heat
increased, until at noonday it was thoroughly ablaze. But gradually it
burnt lower and lower, until at twilight only a heap of glowing embers
remained. These embers slowly turned cold and grey. The purple shadows
and white mists came from their hiding-places, and once again the mantle
of night was over the land.
When Ngoudenout saw what a splendid thing the sun was, he determined
to give it to us for ever. At night, when the fire of the sun has burnt
out, he goes to a dark forest in the sky and collects a great pile, of
wood. At dawn he lights it, and it burns feebly until noonday is
reached, then it slowly burns away until twilight and night falls.
Ngoudenout, the eternal wood gatherer, then makes his lonely way to the
forest for the wood that lights the fire of the sun.
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