I think I knew from the first page that I was going to enjoy this novel, winner of the 1974 Miles Franklin Award. This is Ronald McKie's first novel. As a journalist and war correspondent, he is apparently better known for his war documentaries and political books.
What struck me first about this novel was the elegance, the poetic and evocative nature of McKie's prose. It is dazzling and truly beautiful.
He wears his heart on his sleeve, making it abundantly clear what is important to him and what he truly values.
Set in rural Queensland, sugar cane country, in the years of WWI, the story gives witness to the coming-of-age of Jamie, a young man of around 17, who is on the verge of adulthood.
The plot here is not so important. What McKie has documented, through Jamie's perceptive eyes, is the Australian rural ecology, it extremes of climate (drought and flooding rains), its heat, it smells and it endless seasonal variety.
He expresses enormous respect for the Australian indigenous population, their rituals and practices, and their abiding knowledge of 'country', developed over millennia.
McKie has also captured the spirit of Australia at that time of war, when service and patriotism were blended with the grief of loss and suffering of its young men, intermingled with an emerging sense of yearning for independence from the Mother Country.
Australia is growing up with Jamie and, just as he seeks independence and adulthood while retaining a love and abiding fondness for those who nurtured him, so is the nation that was once a mere colony.
While the plot is not so important, there are nevertheless several important and dramatic events that capture the larrikinism and spirit of this rural community in the early years of the 20th century.
Primary amongst them is, of course, Jamie's relationship with his older French teacher (Miss Pringle is all of 23), in which he enjoys the sensual pleasures that had been heretofore a mystery, experiencing that perplexing combination of lust and young love. It was a relationship that was delicately handled by the author - just a little bit erotic without being prurient.
But, in addition to the gorgeous prose, McKie has excelled with his fictional characters. In this sense, our key protagonist, Jamie, is not a particular standout, but he has a wonderful supporting cast.
His grandmother is a female wonder woman, well ahead of her time, a woman of delightful spirit, abounding wisdom, generous compassion and emotional intelligence. Other great characters include Scanlon, the local constable, who met a graphically tragic end, and the Professor, a drunken sot of a man with an underlying wealth of knowledge and life experience.
And there are several others - they were all great characters.
McKie has also captured, briefly but concisely, the celebrations for the end of the war, the armistice, followed up by the tragedy that was the post-war influenza pandemic, brought back to Australia by soldiers, an event that severely affected the whole world, resulting in more deaths than the whole 4 years of conflict.
All in all, this is a novel to thoroughly enjoy, among the best dozen or so of the (now) 41 Miles Franklin winners I have read. 4.5 stars.
(One small gripe- the ETT IMPRINT version I read was poorly edited and proof read - there were too many typographical and formatting errors for a professional publishing company)