An Account of the Abipones, an Equestrian People of Paraguay, (1 of 3)Dobrizhoffer, Martin
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An Account of the Abipones, an Equestrian People of Paraguay, (1 of 3)
Dobrizhoffer, Martin
Abipon Indians; Jesuits -- Missions; Paraguay -- Description and travel -- Early works to 1800
The spirit of evil they call Aña or
Añanga, but they pay him no adoration. The magicians, or more properly
imposters, who arrogate to themselves full power of warding and
inflicting disease and death, of predicting future events, of raising
floods and tempests, of transforming themselves into tigers, and
performing I know not what other preternatural feats, they religiously
venerate. Like other Americans, they think polygamy allowable, but
rarely avail themselves of the license: from which circumstance,
repudiation is frequent among them. Marriage with the most distant
relations they shun as highly criminal. They inclose their dead in large
vessels of clay, according to an old Guarany rite. What their fate after
this life may be, they never trouble themselves to enquire. They do not
feed on human flesh to my knowledge, though the neighbouring Indians
reckon it a delicacy. Every stranger whatsoever, Indian, Spaniard, or
Portugueze, they suspect of hostile intentions, and receive in arms,
believing every other race their enemies and designers on their freedom.
They harboured the same suspicion with regard to me and my Indian
comrades, when they saw us coming.
The first whom we discovered in the woods was a fine young man holding a
bird like our pheasants, expiring in his hand. I approached the
astonished youth, complimented him upon his singular skill in archery,
and, as gifts prevail more with the Indians than fine words, presented
him with a piece of roast meat, which he devoured with all the avidity
of hunger. This unexpected breakfast dissipated the alarm which the
sudden appearance of strangers had excited. His name was _Arapotiyu_, or
the morning: for in the Guarany tongue _ara_ signifies _day_, _poti_ the
_flower_, and _yu_ whatever is _yellow_ or _golden_; so that by the
golden flower of day they express the morning. And from this _morning_
we discovered that the _sun_, Captain Roy, the principal cacique of the
vicinity, was the youth's father. For whatever questions I put to him,
he quietly answered, and said, that his father was occupied in hunting,
not far distant. "Come then," said I, joyfully, "conduct us to him as
quickly as possible." To this the youth willingly assented, keeping
close to my side the whole way. Having proceeded through the woods for
the space of an hour, we beheld an emaciated old man, armed with an
immense knife, and creeping at a snail's pace, accompanied by two youths
(his son and a captive) furnished with a bundle of arrows. The Indian
Christians who were with us bent their bows and the points of their
arrows to the ground, to testify friendship, on approaching him; one of
the more aged of my companions kissed the left cheek of the cacique, as
a sign of peace, and explaining the reason of our coming, said, "God
save thee, brother! See, we are come to visit you as friends, for we
think you akin to us. And this father-priest, whom we attend, is the
minister of God himself.
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