Friday, May 2, 2014

FFB: The Glass Spear - S. H. Courtier


Australian 1st edition,
(Invincible Press, 1950)
Sometimes the discovery of a forgotten writer yields such a surprising variety of interesting work it's both a blessing and a curse. Exhibit A: Sidney Hobson Courtier who later was published more simply as S.H. Courtier. With the exception of two books reissued by the independent Australian publisher Wakefield Press none of his books are in print and many of them are near impossible to get a hold of. As usual when a writer's books go out of print and copies are hard to come by the prices being charged in the rapidly vanishing used book market are way off base. Why I wonder does someone charge over $50 for a beat up paperback by a relatively obscure writer whose books have been out of print for decades? What is the point? Can the seller tell you anything about the writer? Usually not. Does he even care? "Oh it's scarce," you'll be told. Scarcity does not automatically make a book valuable. Plain and simple. Good books that deserve to be read cannot be had by the general public when avaricious booksellers make these books unaffordable by charging absurdly exorbitant prices. But more to the point why when a writer is as good as Courtier aren't more of his books in print?

Take for instance Courtier’s very first mystery novel. Unique in concept, told with suspense and excitement, an original work both as a fine example of detective fiction and a good novel. In the guise of a confounding murder mystery The Glass Spear (1950) explores the relationship between aboriginal Australian people and the dominating white man. It's a fascinating blend of the traditional country house mystery spiced up with a generous amount of Gothic atmosphere and Australian tribal mysticism. Imagine if you can a detective novel written by Arthur Upfield in collaboration with Charlotte Bronte and Tony Hillerman and you are on your way to understanding how unusual and bewitching The Glass Spear can be.

Dick Thewan fresh out of the Australian army is summoned back to Kinie Ger, the Australian sheep ranch where he grew up. His boyhood friend Jacqueline (Jay to her friends) has appealed to him to help out with the mismanagement of the ranch and some other troubles brewing in the household. A few miles short of the entrance to the ranch a falling tree branch causes a near car wreck almost crushing Dick inside. He can't help but think of it as an omen. Oddly, in his tortured imagination he thinks it might have been a murder attempt. Does someone want him to stay away so much that they would resort to murder?

The homestead at Kinie Ger is in turmoil. Dick's childhood friend and one of the current ranch hands Steve and Jay are odds. Steve, a former prisoner of war, is a volatile personality causing more trouble than he's worth at the ranch. And the reclusive matriarch Huldah seems to have powerful control over everyone as she makes her demands and orders heard through the internal phone system that works as a sort of intercom. For the past several years Huldah has remained in a self-imposed exile at Kinie Ger, never leaving her bedroom suite at the front of the house. She allows only two people to enter her private domain -- Lucy Danes, who acts as cook and housekeeper for her; and Burton Lensell "nominal head of Kinie Ger, intense anthropologist, reluctant sheepman, and bewildered guardian to a set of children who stood in various degrees of relationship to him." Huldah's presence adds a Jane Eyre Gothicism to the story, a mysterious and imperious woman whose motives for shutting herself up remain hidden to all.


US 1st Edition (A. A. Wyn, 1950)
 Burton is busy with preparations for the upcoming Easter corroboree -- a ceremonial ritual involving tribal costumes and masks, dance and acting. Several members of the ranch are involved in the theatrical presentation to take place on a sacred island accessible only by boat. At the climactic moment of the play the participants dance around a tribal mound. Burton notices that the mound so painstakingly created and placed dead center has moved several feet from its original spot. During the dance the actors stab at the mound as part of an aboriginal ritual and in doing so uncover a dead body. It is Henry Carpenty, a depised local rancher and troublemaker. His throat is cut. An autopsy reveals the fatal wound to have been caused by the glass arrowhead of a spear kept in a private museum back at Kinie Ger.

There are hints of the supernatural, too. A prowler has been seen around the grounds. Dick finds footprints that indicate the use of footwear woven of bark, feathers,and fur and believed by natives to render the wearer invisible. This is a work of kurdaitcha -- a kind of aboriginal magic usually with evil intent. When a second murder occurs, this time in the locked museum at Kinie Ger, Superintendent Ambrose Mahon begins to think that a clever murderer is exploiting the fearful aspects of tribal culture to confound the police and frighten the locals.

The Glass Spear is an excellent example of an anthropological detective novel. Courtier includes a glossary of tribal words and Australian flora and fauna to help non-Aussies in understanding the often alien world of the aborigines. The detective work is top notch with plenty of puzzling mysteries surrounding the two deaths not the least of which is the mystery surrounding the intimidating Huldah. The story culminates in a shocking surprise and a revelation of a family secret that has shamed Kinie Ger for decades.

I've read many mystery novels by Australian writers using their country's rich culture and distinctive landscape, but I've never encountered a book like The Glass Spear which is so entirely Australian. Here is a story that can only have taken place Down Under. And I'll say no more for fear of giving away the best parts. If you come across a copy of this book I'd advise you to snap it up and read it. It's one of the most unique novels I've read this year.

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Reading Challenge Update: Golden Age Bingo Card, space O4 - "An Author You've Never Read Before"

8 comments:

  1. Thanks for reviewing this one, John! The Glass Spear stood in the doubtful category of my wish-list, but, naturally, it will be moved up now.

    I have read one book by Courtier, Death in Dream-Time, which wasn't as spectacular in terms of a mystery novel, but the story has some powerful and imaginative scenes using dioramas of the Aborigine story of creation.

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    1. I enjoyed this so much I went in search of as many of his books I could find. The CPL has three other Courtier books saving me a load of cash. But I did buy two that had no US editons and were affordable. The most unusual is Softly Dust the Corpse, a mystery in which sand is used as a murder weapon!

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  2. Ooh, oooh, this sounds good, John. Maybe Huldah 'saw something nasty in the woodshed.' I so hate it when good authors are buried by the sands of time. (Read the comment on SOFTLY DUST THE CORPSE.) I will definitely keep an eye out for Courtier's work.

    What is the CPL? Oh, Chicago Public Library?

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    1. It is indeed a good one, Yvette. I'm hoping I can get this one reprinted at Raven's Head Press. We have a lot of requests floating out there. The waiting for the desirable "Yes" is sometimes unbearable. Three books in preparation, too.

      Yes, CPL is Chicago Public Library. Bad habit of mine. I ought to be more clear for the rest of the world.

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  3. John, this is a great find and an excellent review. I didn't know about Sidney Hobson Courtier or his books. I have read very little fiction set in Australia and that includes a couple of books Nevil Shute and he wasn't even Australian by birth, though he died there. One of his novels, "Beyond the Black Stump," was set in the Australian outback and had aboriginal people who were treated well in the story.

    I often pick up old paperbacks by writers "I think" are forgotten only to discover they're not so obscure in the rest of the world. Still, it's a discovery for me.

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  4. Another solid review, John. I hope you won't mind if I focus in on your complaints about the avaricious booksellers who charge absurd prices for books they deem scarce.

    I was reminded of this practice earlier this week when I received an email from Abebooks about one of my "wants". Seems yet another seller had listed Horace Brown's Whispering City, a novelization of the 1947 film noir of the same name. It is indeed a scarce book, but not nearly so scarce as some would have you believe. There was a time when a copy might be listed for $100 or so - but no more thanks to an Ontario bookseller who recently listed his copy for US$750, exclaiming: "The National Library of Canada [sic] does NOT have a copy either!" Well, the same might be said about a quarter of the books reviewed on my blog. The seller then adds, "the only copy I have ever seen and I can safely say, will likely ever see" - to which I respond that I've never seen a copy, but I have read several listings over the past few years. In other words, I've never seen a copy only because I've never cared to pay what was asked. The problem now is that the new listing appears to take its cue from the Ontarian, asking £399.

    Apologies for the rant.

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  5. Sounds really great, thanks John - and darn if you aren;t about to get your first bingo!

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    1. One demerit for you, Mr. Angelini, for being a non-observant sleuth. ;^)

      I got my first Bingo last month (April 11 post on The Cornish Coast Murder). It was notated in the Reading Challenge update, too. You can see it's the diagonal line running from the upper left hand corner (G1) to the lower right hand corner (N6).

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