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has provided his earth with three holes, opening to the north, to the east, and to the west. We often detected him in the
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the matrimonial sanctum, listening to private conversations which he could not understand. Gidi Mavunga is decidedly a
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The three walls round the standing bedstead are hung with charms and amulets, like the sacred pictures in country parts of Europe; and at the head is his
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Mavunga, of which Tuckey says (p. 180),
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Each village has a grand kissey (nkisi), or presiding divinity, named Mevonga: it is an anthropoid log, about three feet high, red, white, and black, the former colour predominating. Two bits of looking-glass represent the eyes, the nose is patulous, as though offended by evil savour; the upper lip is drawn up in disdain, the under overlaps the chin; and a little mirror is inserted into the umbilical region. Mavunga's dress is represented by an English billy-cock hat; while all kinds of
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calabashes, and a coarse knife depend from his neck to his shoulders. The figures at the door are generally called
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Ngolowándá.
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If she will, she will, you may depend on't; If she won't, she won't, and there's an end on't.
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Whenever he can, he will, and he must, have his head. Gidi Mavunga would not even break his fast before touching the cloth and beads, which are to pay for guidance and carriage. The hut-door was closed, and in half an hour all was settled to every one's satisfaction. Yet the veteran did not disdain a little rascality. Awaiting his opportunity, he tossed into a dark corner a little bundle of two fancy cloths which I had given the
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The travelling foods are mostly boiled batatas (sweet potatoes), Kwanga, a hard and innutritious pudding-like preparation of cassava which the
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Expedition (p. 197) calls
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Coongo, a bitter root, that requires four days' boiling to deprive it of its pernicious quality; this is probably the black or poisonous manioc. The national dish,
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would test the mouth of any curry-eater in the world: it is composed of boiled ground-nuts and red peppers in equal proportions, pounded separately in wooden mortars, mixed and squeezed to drain off the oil; the hard mass, flavoured with salt or honey, will keep for weeks. The bees are not hived in Congo-land, but smoked out of hollow trees: as in F. Po and Camarones Peaks, they rarely sting, like the harmless Angelito of the Caraccas,
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or saddleback; which Humboldt (
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Personal Narrative, chap. xiii.) describes as a