Lands of Red and Gold #88: Pepper and Gum and All Things Spice
"If a man does not understand your message, is the fault with you or with him?"
- Pinjarra
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Sandstone Day, Cycle of the Rainbow, 426th Year of Harmony (6.19.426) / 28 October 1665
Gogarra [Newcastle, NSW], Kingdom of the Skin
The man who stood before him bowed deeply, lowering his body so much that he went down on one knee. "Be welcome in my abode of business," the man intoned.
Berree Mudontji, a trading-captain of the nuttana [Nangu merchant association], inclined his head in acknowledgement. "Your hospitality honours me."
Dalwalinoo picked up the candle that burned beside him, and used it to light two sticks of Yigutji incense. Their fragrant smoke wafted through the room, giving a pleasing scent that Berree believed were sarsaparilla seeds.
The other man replaced the candle in its stand, then smiled. He wore long, flowing, almost-robes, coloured gold and ironwood-green [olive green]; Berree could never remember what name the Patjimunra give to their indolent clothes. The cuffs of each sleeve hung low and loose, and would make any practical work difficult. They proclaimed a man who needed to perform no practical duties himself, who could rely on others to work for him. The same message was conveyed by the short, conical, almost brimless hat that topped his head. The hat offered no useful shade; it just marked who the man was.
Despite the clothes of indolence, Dalwalinoo had attended to his guest personally. Such was a matter of status, amongst the Patjimunra. To them, a host should personally serve a guest of rank.
Dalwalinoo moved slowly and carefully, belying the awkward nature of his clothes. In fact, it made his steady movements seem part of a ritual. The Patjimunra made most things a ceremony; indeed, they would almost always refuse to deal with outsiders except via ceremony. He gestured to the waiting chairs, and only sat himself after his guest had settled into a comfortable position.
"May I offer you jeeree [lemon-scented tea]?" Dalwalinoo asked.
"That would be welcome," Berree said, and shook his head. He would have preferred gum cider rather than jeeree, but a man made accommodations with what was available. The Cannon War and the War of the Ear had destroyed much of the cider gum plantations in the Cider Isle [Tasmania], and the Great Death had consumed so many lives that few workers remained to harvest what was left. Gum cider was now found more in memory than on the palate.
Dalwalinoo clapped his hands, and a waiting servant brought in two steaming clay cups. He handed one to his guest, then held the other near his mouth while he inhaled the scent.
Berree did the same. The fragrance had a hint of ginger, as well as the expected aroma of lemon. Sure enough, he saw that the jeeree was coloured red; it had been flavoured with whole ginger [1]. He sipped from the cup, tasting the blend of sweet lemon and sour ginger. "A pleasing calmness," he said.
"A sip of the lemony peace," Dalwalinoo said. A ritual phrase; the Patjimunra had many of them. They believed that jeeree invoked serenity in a man [2], and so they consumed it before any negotiations. Not to mention on almost any other occasion when they invoked ceremony.
"Does your tongue feel hunger?" Dalwalinoo said; a phrase spoken in the Nangu language, but of distinctly Patjimunra origin.
"Refreshments would please me," Berree said. He chose his wording carefully, not saying anything which might be interpreted as a command. The Patjimunra did not take kindly to a guest giving instructions of any form during the greeting ceremony.
Another clap from the Patjimunra merchant, and the servant returned carrying a platter. On it rested an array of dried fruits and cubes of wealth-gum-glazed roast kumara [wattle-gum glazed sweet potato]. Dalwalinoo held the platter out to Berree, who picked up a few fruits and cubes, then took some himself.
The conversation while they ate was a series of polite enquiries about the health of their family and broader kin, and banalities about how their ventures were faring. Such was the expectation for the Patjimunra; no true discussion of commerce while eating or drinking.
They each agreed that all of their living kinfolk were healthy – even those that truly were not – and that their commerce was generally prospering. Among some peoples, making such statements would be foolish, leading only to more vigorous haggling on the grounds that a prosperous merchant could afford to pay a higher price to buy goods. The Patjimunra were not like that; a wealthy man was expected to be open about his success. To them, the art of haggling involved proclaiming that the offered price would be what a poor merchant would accept, not a prosperous one.
When the food was nearly finished, Dalwalinoo said, "Trade flows well; men are beginning to move back and forth again."
Berree shook his head. "A development which will please all proper merchants."
To these Patjimunra, a merchant was someone who travelled for trade. Although Dalwalinoo had junior merchants to travel for him for business now, at least if going any further than the capital Kinhung [Maitland]. Not too different a principle from the Nangu, where the greatest elders or senior captains sent out others to do their trading for them.
Berree had taken the time to find out as much as he could about Dalwalinoo, as indeed he did about any potential trading partner. By all reports, Dalwalinoo had been a master trader in his youth, travelling amongst the Patjimunra lands to find the best sources of spices, and even following the spice roads west to sell his spices in the Five Rivers. Still, the greatest part of his success had come recently. Dalwalinoo was simply one of those fortunate not just to have survived the Great Death himself, but to have had most of his junior traders do the same. He had thrived where many had died. Well, if the Balance tilts in your favour for a time, you would be a fool not to take advantage of it.
With the last of the food consumed, Dalwalinoo leaned back in his chair. "Have you brought your usual tohu [sugar] for me, that we can discuss a price?"
"Tohu I have, but more also. Far I have sailed, into the lands of strange stars [northern hemisphere], to the realm called Barrat [India]. Much they make that is strange and wonderful, and samples of two I have brought here." Together with samples of several more which he would sell elsewhere, such as their exquisite lacquered goods from Coromandel, and saltpetre that commanded better prices in lands which had bought more muskets.
Berree reached down and picked up the larger of the two wooden boxes he had brought with him. "The Barratti have a fibre that can make the finest cloth. Lighter, more comfortable and more magnificent than the best linen. They call it cotton."
He opened the box and passed across several samples of their woven goods. Then he waited for Dalwalinoo to try them, to feel them, and in one case to wrap it around himself so that he could judge the weight.
"This new fibre may be of some use," the Patjimunra merchant conceded, eventually.
It would let him sell it for glorious prices, he meant, but Berree knew better than to point this out now. That would be something to say repeatedly once they began haggling over prices.
Berree reached for the second, smaller box. He opened it to reveal an assortment of dried fruit. Red, long and thin, and dried to two thin films of skin. The two sides were almost flat, so much had they shrunk when drying, and they ended in a sharp point. The fruit formed a slight crescent as it stretched from stalk to point.
"This is a new spice, grown in Barrat. Dried, naturally. Fry this spice in linseed oil, or cut it up and eat only small amounts directly. Do not eat too much at once. They are fiercer than the hottest purple peppers."
Dalwalinoo raised an eyebrow. "I will try them. What are they called?"
"The Barrati call them tjilee."
"Intriguing goods," the Patjimunra merchant said. "This Barrat is not a place I have heard of before."
More likely, a place he had been told about occasionally, but had not bothered to remember, Berree judged. Patjimunra merchants cared very little for where the goods they were sold came from, unless the place was well-known enough that it could be used as a selling point when trading the goods among their own people.
"It is a new place for our nuttana to sail to," he said. Or nearly new. For too long, the Nedlandj had not agreed to allow any Nangu traders to sail west past Batavia. Not that such restrictions bound the nuttana, in themselves, but few Nangu who sailed further west returned. It had been a matter of much suspicion and debate that the Nedlandj had attacked any Nangu ships they found. The Nedlandj did not like competition.
Now, though, the Nedlandj were in open war with the Inglidj. The two Raw Men powers focused on their war with each other. They had stopped caring much about where Nangu ships sailed, being far too busy with their own battles.
"Since you have brought their goods here, then you must know how much you think they are worth. How much strawberry gun and purple peppers are you asking for these?"
"That is not something we should discuss immediately," Berree said. And wait until you name the first price. "Have your servants prepare dishes with those tjilees first this evening, and show the cotton to any of your traders you wish. Then we can meet again to consider the price."
"A good notion," Dalwalinoo said, after a pause. Doubtless he had been hoping Berree would have been foolish enough to name an immediate price.
I have sailed further and traded in more lands than you riverbound Patjimunra can comprehend. Do you think I am so foolish? Let Dalwalinoo try these goods, think about them, and he would be more interested. Then they would agree on a good price.
A price that Dalwalinoo would believe was good, anyway. The Patjimunra's purple peppers had been traded for years; the price was high, but not exorbitant. Now, though, Berree believed that purple peppers would soon be worth much more. The Nedlandj and Inglidj had been selling the common peppers in Barrat for several years, but they had only few of the fiercer purple peppers grown here in the Kingdom of the Skin. They did not quite realise how much more the purple peppers could be worth, to the Barratti. With the Raw Men distracted by war, this was the ideal time for Berree to step into that market and sell the purple peppers in far Barrat.
Dalwalinoo stood, and Berree rose a moment later. "I will consider this tonight, and meet again tomorrow. Until then, please accept my hospitality in the rooms which have been set aside for you."
Set aside, where no Patjimunra would come except servants, of course. But Berree was used to their ways by now. "I am honoured," he said.
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Serpent Day, Cycle of the Sun, Year of the Flatulent Goanna [3] / 13 December 1665
Kinhung [Maitland, NSW], Kingdom of the Skin
Keduna of Bedooree adjusted the grey, loose-hanging sleeves of his bogwadah [indolent clothes]. The motion was more from habit than from any need, as he awaited the arrival of the judging lord. The grey sleeves contrasted nicely with the white of his main robes; a reminder that the pure white of justice would never be left unstained when touched by mortal hands.
A scarlet-and-gold-clad young man stood in the doorway. He stamped his foot five times on the stone floor, then proclaimed, "He comes! Kneel before the bearer of justice!"
Keduna went down on one knee and bowed, as did everyone else in the room. He did not look up until the scarlet-clad Dhanbang [noble] had strode over to the one chair in the room, taken up the sapphire-topped Rod of Judgement from where it rested on an adjoining table, and placed his ample fundament upon the chair.
The scarlet-and-gold man – a Dhanbang of some minor rank – said, "Hearken to the words of the bearer of justice!"
"Who stands for the aggrieved?" the scarlet-clad judging lord intoned.
Keduna took a step forward. "I, Keduna of Bedooree, Keduna son of Wallanipee, stand for Dalwalinoo son of Moora Koorda, and his associate merchants."
"So let you swear," said the judging lord.
Keduna said, "By my blood and spirit, I swear to serve the White God faithfully and truly in all that I say and do in this place, to honour truth, the natural order, and the Skin."
"Who stands for the retorter?"
Mingeenyu of Gogarra rose and declared that he stood for a great list of people. Keduna did not bother to listen to all of their names; only the first one, Kurragwinya, truly mattered.
After Mingeenyu, too, had sworn to the White God, the scarlet-clad lord said, "The advocates and the scribes will remain. The aggrieved and retorters will leave until they are needed."
With much bowing, the clients of both sides withdrew. All as it should be. Clients could not be present during a trial except when called to answer any questions from the judging lord. They must not be seen to influence the proceedings by their stature, or lack of same. Their advocates were equal, and so could state their case.
"What says your client?" asked the judging lord.
"Dalwalinoo, my client, is an honoured trader and Paabay [service provider caste], who makes commerce within the lands of the Water Mother and in the Skinless lands beyond. He reached a sworn agreement with Geduna of Awaki [Whittingham] for ten years' worth of trade, beginning in the Year of the Fortunate Frog [1659 AD]. Geduna expired in the Great Death. Now his heirs, Kurragwinya and his brothers, refuse to honour this agreement. They have sold goods contrary to what was sworn."
"What was in the agreement?"
"The sworn agreement was for Geduna to supply, from his lands and associates, agreed quantities of whole ginger, lemon verbena, and purple peppers, to be sold to my client at an agreed price in incense, perfume and resin, or for grain and weeping seeds [wattleseeds and weeping rice] in substitute where the aromatics could not be provided. The agreement was that the first quantities of the harvest would be sold to my client, with any surplus free to be sold elsewhere. But Geduna's heirs have not sold the agreed quantities to my client for the last three years. He knows that this year and the last, they have sold purple peppers and lemon verbena along the Spice Road and to Skinless sailors."
"Which Warraghang [priestly caste member] delivered the sworn oaths?"
"Karoon son of Awigee, who also expired during the Great Death. No associate Warraghang were present to witness. Never the less, honoured one, I do have copies of my clients' records about the quantities of spices which Geduna's heirs sold-"
The scarlet-clad lord held up the Rod of Judgement. "Not necessary, perhaps. Let me hear first what the retorter's advocate has to say. Mingeenyu – first, does your client, or rather, clients, dispute that the agreement was sworn."
The opposing advocate said, "My clients do not disagree that an agreement was reached. Although I note that my opponent has not stated the quantities which were in the agreement. I would ask-"
"Is this a dispute over quantities?"
"It has become so, honoured one. The dispute is not what was agreed at first, but how fairness requires changes to the agreement."
"Is that so?" the judging lord said, turning to Keduna.
"My client asks simply that the heirs of Karoon follow what was sworn by their father, rather than trying to change a sworn agreement. But to simplify things, honoured one, I have a parchment with the quantities that were agreed." Keduna handed the parchment to the opposing advocate. "Do you disagree with those quantities?"
Mingeenyu scanned over the parchment, then nodded.
The scarlet-clad lord said, "Let us dispense with the question of quantities, then. Mingeenyu – second, you said that your clients wish to change the agreement. Why?"
"Honoured one, my clients suffered as severely as anyone in the Land from the Great Death. Their lands, and their associates' lands, cannot produce what they once did, for want of workers and of craftsmen. The agreement was sworn for a more fortunate time, when my clients could expect that their lands would yield higher, giving them some spices to sell elsewhere. Fairness requires that the quantity of spices to be delivered to Dalwalinoo is reduced to account for this."
"Keduna- what says your client to this?"
"Honoured one, there are five things to be said. On the first finger, the sworn agreement contained no allowance for variation. If Geduna had wished changes to be permitted, he should have asked for them before making the agreement. On the second finger, my client has also lost traders and kin from the Great Death, but does not seek benefit from this. He could ask for higher prices for his own goods, but he has kept to what was sworn. On the third finger, my client is not asking the heirs of Geduna to provide spices which they do not have. If their lands do not produce enough, my client asks simply that all the spices which are produced are sold to him, as was sworn. On the fourth finger, the heirs of Geduna ask this not because of lower production, but because purple peppers and lemon verbena now command higher prices in the Skinless lands than when the prices were sworn between my client and Geduna. His heirs seek to breach the sworn agreement for greater profit, under the guise of losses from the Great Death. On the thumb, honoured one, what my client asks is nothing more than justice."
As he spoke, Keduna watched the judging lord. While he had never appeared before this judging lord before, and thus did not know his name, he had long schooled himself to recognise truth in men's faces. The scarlet-clad lord's eyes had widened slightly when he heard about the increased prices that the outlanders paid for spices. While the opposing advocate spluttered and wove his way through a denial of the points, Keduna knew that he had the matter won at that moment.
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The Kingdom of the Skin. The lands surrounding the Kuyal [Hunter River]. The dominion of the Patjimunra, the people divided and united by ginhi [caste], miners of coal, growers of multitudinous spices, and wilfully ignorant of the wider world outside the borders of the fertile valley that forms their homeland (see post #79).
The Patjimunra could not, of course, ignore the European plagues that swept through their lands, claiming an ever increasing toll of their people, and culminating in the Great Death [measles] that took the total death toll to about 45% of their pre-1619 population. The social disruption was immense, as it was throughout most of Aururia; leading to severe shortages of labourers, and a generous measure of social and religious unrest.
The traditional Patjimunra social structure had a role for everyone, and expected that the caste they were born in dictated their station throughout life. The priestly caste supported the division into ginhi – indeed, they were its main advocates. Apart from that, they spent much of their time decrying each other, and had the habit of declaiming long speeches against the Kings of the Skin whenever some natural disaster or another affected the realm.
The Great Death, naturally, led to an increase in denunciations of the King of the Skin. Fortunately for his rule, the priests were mostly distracted trying to prevent too much movement between castes to orchestrate any campaigns to overthrow his rule. For the death toll had been higher in the cities than in the countryside. This led to shortages of workers in many of the urban occupations, those mostly performed by the Paabay [service providers] and Gidhay [higher craftsman] castes. The survivors in the towns made active efforts to recruit Baluga [agriculturalists] to move to the cities to take up the trades.
Despite the denunciations of the priests, many farmers did move to the cities to take up new occupations. Even a few of the more reduced priestly groups found it necessary to recruit (discreetly) a few Gidhay to join their ranks, mostly using the coal-mining subcaste who were viewed as working with the sacred black rock that burns.
The disruption to the occupational codes was exacerbated by migrations of the gwiginhi [skinless] from the south. This process had begun even before the Great Death, when peoples disrupted by the earlier plagues were driven to relocate. The formerly independent Patjimunra city-state of Ghulimba [Morriset / Dora Creek] had been conquered by the Malarri people in 1630, and the migrations meant that the Malarri now formed over half the town's population.
The Great Death, and other warfare to the south, set off a greater chain of migrations. The Rrunga people had lived in the northern and western parts of what another history would call the Cumberland Plains (Sydney basin). Since 1646, that region had been engulfed in war provoked by the English East India Company (EIC), and the Rrunga were mostly the losers. They were pushed north, and in turned displaced more of the Malarri and Nyabba peoples who lived to their north [the Central Coast, NSW], and those peoples in turn pushed into the southern Patjimunra lands.
Keeping out the migrants was impossible, with the reduced population of the Kingdom of the Skin. Despite the prohibitions of ginhi, there were also those among the Patjimunra who welcomed the idea of additional labour, provided that a place could be found for the migrants. That place was, naturally, at the bottom of the social order.
The migrants were not permitted to own land or to take up the higher prestige occupations. But the Patjimunra already had a lower subcaste of transient workers, itinerants who did not own lands or a business. Many of those workers had found land or roles for themselves as a result of the Great Death. The migrant workers fitted nearly in replacing the missing transients, albeit even further down the social order. The names which the Patjimunra gave to the migrants – variants of outlander (polite) or outcast (more common) – reflected the way the migrants were viewed, but nonetheless the migrants had found the beginning of a place in the social order.
Migrants, of course, were only part of the broader social and religious unrest triggered by the Great Death. This unrest was reflected in the pressures on the ginhi social code, in proclamations by the priests against both breaches in ginhi and of the impiety of the King of the Skin, in some unrest by nobles, and in some religious conversions.
The Dhanbang caste [nobles and warriors] had, of course, a long tradition of challenging royal authority. This was sometimes manifested in bids to unseat the king, and sometimes in Dhanbang seeking to establish independent realms for themselves in outlying areas of Patjimunra lands. Indeed, the Kingdom of the Skin had a long history of losing and then regaining control of outlying regions.
At the time of the Great Death, there were three outlying regions which were independent of the King of the Skin's rule: Torimi [Corlette] on the northern harbour [Port Stephens], Gwalimbal [Wollombi] in the uplands to the south-west, and Ghulimba on the southern lake that the Patjimunra called the Flat Sea [Lake Macquarie]. Ghulimba had been lost to Patjimunra rule entirely, but the other two remained independent Patjimunra city-states. In the aftermath of the Great Death, several other nobles bid for the crown itself, but were ultimately defeated. Due in part to the threat of migrant Skinless peoples pushing in, no other regions sought to assert independence during this period.
The religious unrest during this period was partly manifested through priestly argument, but was also notable for increased conversion. Plirism had already established itself in the Kingdom of the Skin, spread by Nangu traders, but formed only a small proportion (less than 10%) of the population. The disturbances of the Great Death made Plirism's message more appealing. The era saw a steady increase in converts who accepted the Plirite message that the discord had been brought about by an impious king and priests – or by the Raw Men – and that proper harmony needed to be restored. In the decade and a half after the Great Death, Plirism increased to nearly 15% of the Patjimunra population.
While the Great Death brought incredible suffering to the Kingdom of the Skin, the surviving Patjimunra had some good fortune when it came to rebuilding their lives. The kingdom received growing wealth in goods imported from the Skinless lands. Their key spices commanded ever-increasing prices from European, Nuttana and Maori traders; the depopulation across the Third World only made the remaining spice production more valuable. This allowed them to reorient the surviving workers toward spice cultivation. The broad-based nature of Patjimunra trade meant that unlike many other Aururian societies (such as the Atjuntja), the wealth from that commerce was widely distributed amongst the survivors.
The Patjimunra were also spared from too much European meddling in their internal affairs, thanks to their studious indifference to any proposed pacts by individual European powers. The Kings of the Skin consistently refused to sanction any trade agreement or permanent trading posts for particular European powers. The monarchs bought some European weapons to defend against the restless peoples of their own lands (and neighbours), and the Pakanga (Maori) raids, but that was the limit of their agreements with the Skinless.
During the Proxy Wars (1640s and 1650s), this practice denied the English and Dutch East India Companies their usual levers for gaining influence over the indigenous powers, i.e. by arming one group and supporting them against their rivals. The small city-state of Torimi held no illusions about its ability to conquer the Kingdom of the Skin, and so the only pacts it concluded with European powers was to act as a resupply point, not as a permanent trade outpost.
Despite the suffering of the Great Death, the Patjimunra gained some additional breathing space with the outbreak of official war between England and the Netherlands. The Anglo-Dutch Wars would continue – with some periods of peace – into the 1680s. This meant that for a time the two leading European powers were far too committed to their own warfare to organise a major invasion of the Kingdom of the Skin. In terms of Patjimunra trade, the main beneficiary of this warfare was the newer French East India Company, which took advantage of the rival powers' distractions to build up much stronger trading contacts with the leading Patjimunra merchant families. Even then, though, the Kings of the Skin maintained their refusal to countenance any permanent foreign presence in their lands.
So, perhaps more than any other Aururian state, the Kingdom of the Skin maintained its stability and its independence from the Raw Men during the troubled times after the Great Death.
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[1] This "ginger" is the indigenous Aururian spice which is historically called native ginger (Alpinia caerulea), but which allohistorically is most commonly called white ginger. It is a shrub whose fruits, new shoots and tubers produce different varieties of gingery flavours. The flavour used here comes from the fruit. Aururians most commonly use the fruit fresh, in which case they only use the white pulp of the fruit (hence the name white ginger). Sometimes, as here, the whole fruit (including skin and seeds) is dried and ground to use as a flavouring in food and drink. When it does, it lends a reddish tinge to the final product. This means it is sometimes called red ginger, although most commonly the Aururians call it whole ginger.
[2] And the Patjimunra are right to believe that. Jeeree leaves – what is historically called the leaves of the lemon-scented tea-tree (Leptospermum petersonii) – have a mild sedative effect.
[3] The Patjimunra use the same basic Gunnagal calendar (see post #18) that has been adopted by most eastern Aururian farming peoples. That calendar divides the year into thirty 12-day cycles (with several intercalary days), but does not give any standard names to the years. Each Aururian society tends to adopt its own way of naming the years. The Nangu date their calendar from their first year of conversion to Plirism (1240 AD), a practice which has been followed by some societies that have since converted to the Nangu school of Plirism. Tjibarr and the Yadji Empire name their years based on the reigning monarch. The Patjimunra use a complex rotating cycle of mythical aspects to name the years.
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