When this had continued some time, they raised themselves
on their knees, and, in a posture between kneeling
and sitting, began by degrees to move their arms and
their bodies with great rapidity, the tune always
keeping pace with their motions. As these last
exertions were too violent to continue long, they resumed,
at intervals, their slower movements; and, after this
performance had lasted an hour, more mats were brought
and spread upon the area, and four or five elderly
women, amongst whom I was told was the dead chief’s
wife, advanced slowly out of the house, and seating
themselves in the front of the first company, began
to cry and wail most bitterly; the women in the three
rows behind joining them, whilst the two men inclined
their heads over them in a very melancholy and pensive
attitude. At this period of the rites, I was
obliged to leave them to attend at the observatory;
but returning within half an hour, found them in the
same situation. I continued with them till late
in the evening, and left them proceeding, with little
variation, as just described; resolving, however,
to attend early in the morning, to see the remainder
of the ceremony. On my arrival at the house, as
soon as it was day, I found, to my mortification,
the crowd dispersed, and every thing quiet; and was
given to understand, that the corpse was removed; nor
could I learn in what manner it was disposed of.
I was interrupted in making farther enquiries for
this purpose, by the approach of three women of rank,
who, whilst their attendants stood near them with their
fly-flaps, sat down by us, and, entering into conversation,
soon made me comprehend that our presence was a hindrance
to the performance of some necessary rites. I
had hardly got out of sight, before I heard their
cries and lamentations; and meeting them a few hours
afterward, I found they had painted the lower part
of their faces perfectly black.
The other opportunity I had of observing these ceremonies,
was in the case of an ordinary person; when, on hearing
some mournful female cries issue from a miserable-looking
hut, I ventured into it, and found an old woman with
her daughter, weeping over the body of an elderly man,
who had but just expired, being still warm. The
first step they took was to cover the body with cloth,
after which, lying down by it, they drew the cloth
over themselves, and then began a mournful kind of
song, frequently repeating, Aweh medooah!
Aweh tanee! Oh my father! Oh my husband!
A younger daughter was also at the same time lying
prostrate, in a corner of the house, covered over
with black cloth, repeating the same words. On
leaving this melancholy scene, I found at the door
a number of their neighbours collected together, and
listening to their cries with profound silence.
I was resolved not to miss this opportunity of seeing
in what manner they dispose of the body; and, therefore,
after satisfying myself before I went to bed that
it was not then removed, I gave orders that the sentries