“”‘I know not. But there are in decimal arithmetic repeated incidences called repetends. Continue the generation of numbers through all time, you have these repetends forever occurring. Can you explain this mystery of numbers? No. Neither can I explain the mystery of my life. Good night. I have wearied you.’
“‘Stay,’ cried I, rashly, ‘the parallel is not yet complete. You have not met Forrester!’
“‘No,’ cried Pontifex, his large eyes blazing with fire, ‘I have prayed that I might not meet him. I live in Melbourne at the scene of his crime, because it seems the least likely place to again behold him. If, by accident, in the streets I catch sight of one who resembles him I hurry. But I shall meet him one day, and then my doom will be upon me, and I shall kill him as I killed him in Padua four hundred years ago!'””
The Ring had been convened. A "session of denunciation" had been called in the manner provided by the traditional statutes of the Society, and Convict Henry Reynell, "Colonial" transport per Coquette, had been duly apprised that on the Sunday following, at three in the afternoon, he was to be charged with having violated the "laws." He, an initiate, had defied the Ring; he had told Captain Maconochie that "he would prove a true man to him"; and this after the Ring had ordered that in season and out of season the new Commandant was to be thwarted--not so much disobeyed as thwarted. When, within a month of Maconochie's arrival, it had become plain what sort of a man he was, the "One," on requisition from the "Three," had convened a "Council of Order," at which it was enacted that the new Commandant was an "enemy." The business of a "Council of Order" was to enact "laws" and adopt "regulations." It was the least potential of the three descriptions of Ring gatherings. The second was that known as the "Session of Denunciation." It was convened only when a formal charge was to be laid against some member ("initiate" or "uninitiate") of the Society, or when some person not of the Society was to be denounced for his treatment of a member. The third was the "Conclave of Doom." At this meeting the fiat went forth for punishment, the executioner was appointed, and--if the doom was a capital one and the victim a member of the Society--the vacancy would be filled up. The "Council of Order" could be attended by any member of the Ring-- whether he belonged to the initiated twenty-five, or to the uninitiated, "the novices," whose number was practically unlimited. It was invariably held during a meal-hour, for then only could a large muster be depended upon. The "Session of Denunciation" was attended by the "circles" only, or as many of them as could be present. It was usually held on the nights of Sundays or holy-days, in the Iron Room. The "circles" were, as a rule, in irons. "Clinks" and "Trumpeters" were rather regarded as Ring insignia. Occasionally it was held in the day-time; Reynell's was to be a day-session. As for the "Conclave of Doom," it was constituted only by the "One" and the "Three." If the "One" was in gaol, or in such other position that his attendance was impossible, then a majority of the members comprising the circles of "Three" and "Five" could proceed with the business. The convening of this culminating assemblage, however, rested absolutely with the "One." The "Three" could not constitute the Doom-session without his consent; and in this circumstance consisted the "One's" power of veto. The twenty-four men constituting the "circles" might pass a unanimous vote of "Death!" or other penalty, and by his simple refusal to convene a Doom--session within the period indicated by the law and custom of the Society--which period, in Maconochie's time, was three months--the presumed victim would go free.
Rumours of impossible vehicle sightings and strange technology have begun to filter to adventurers
“A Lost Valley: The perfect hideout in the Victorian bush, but full of bones.
“Yet here was wattle as far as the eye could reach. It looked as if a generous scientist, like the man in H. G. Wells’ “Food of the Gods,” had let loose some power capable of forcing on this abnormal growth. The valley itself was in an undulating sea of vegetation. Had it been early in September the place would have been a vast expanse of golden glory, but as it was late March the dominant color note was that of grey-green. Under the circumstances it was as clear as daylight how the elder man had missed the place. It was buried under the rank growth, and all definable features, as we learnt later—everything that could be used as a leading mark—had disappeared or been swamped by the wattles. The bushes were not so thick about the lower entrance to the funnel as to impede Cumshaw’s movements, and so he began to look about him in the hope of locating the one thing that would definitely identify the place. The horses had been shot close to the wall of rock, and it was a practical certainty that some trace of their bodies would be found in the vicinity. Ten minutes’ close search brought to light a pile of bones that might or might not be those of the missing animals”
In great demand: the woman they say can talk to the animals
A family of them, down through the ages.
“‘A stockman in the employ of Mr. Baxter was fishing in the Eumeralia, when he was suddenly startled by what he at first imagined to be a huge black fellow swimming in the river, but which I think must be the Bunyip. I went with the stockman the next day, and was fortunate enough to get a good view of him. He was of a brownish colour, with a head something the shape of a kangaroo, an enormous mouth, apparently furnished with a formidable set of teeth, long neck, covered with a shaggy mane which reached halfway down his back; his hind quarters were under water, so that we could not get a full view of him, but if one may judge by what was seen, his weight must be fully equal to that of a very large bullock. On trying to get a closer examination, he took alarm and immediately disappeared; and although a strict watch has since been kept, he has never again been seen, but it is hoped that the exertions now being made by Mr. Baxter to catch him will be crowned with success.’ ”
I am considering three broad backgrounds for this, or even alignments they could be, taking a bit of inspiration from England Upturn’d.https://expanduniver.blogspot.com/2014/04/cavaliers-and-roundheads.html
These are :-
Indigenous – Traditional landowners
Currency – 1st generation children of European (or even the occasional American or Asian) immigrants.
Sterling – European (largely British or Irish)
Rumours of soldiers on expeditions dragged away at night…drained corpses found. One retrieved body brought to the colony surgeon and the verdict was “definite exsanguination”