30/04/2026
A story of Christmas Island from Alexander Macdonaldās 1913 book āIn the land of pearl and gold; a pioneerās wanderings in the backblocks and pearling grounds of Australia and New Guineaā ā¦
āAlmost every kind of tropical tree is to be found in the great forest which extends all over the island. Cocoa-nut palms grow in profusion along the waterās edge, where also banyan trees and limes flourish abundantly. The sago palm finds root on the upper altitudes along with many other varieties of that prolific family, and the most rare and beautiful flowering orchids blend their radiance with gorgeous fern-like plants and creeping tendril growths unnameable.
āBut one strange tree is found here amid the thick underscrub which never recommends itself to the traveller. It gives forth a most baneful odour, and taints the air within a radius of several hundred yards of its presence with its harsh perfume. It further has the property of imparting, and, indeed, forcing its disagreeable characteristic on the person of any unfortunate who may touch, even ever so slightly, its solid oak-like trunk, and, should its aspen branches brush across the face, a course of carbolic treatment is necessary to eliminate the horrid stench conveyed.ā
The tree is Celtis timorensis commonly known as Stinkwood and according to a contact of the Christmas Island Archives blog, the tree does indeed stink. On the island, the Malays call the tree āPokok kayu taikā (s**t wood tree) and the Chinese āChau see mokā (smelly s**t wood). š±š±š±