At home in FijiGordon Cumming, C. F. (Constance Frederica)
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At home in Fiji
Gordon Cumming, C. F. (Constance Frederica)
Fiji; Folklore -- Fiji
In the last few days there have been a great many weddings: and the
people here are much more elaborately got up for the occasion than our
friends in the mountains. Here both bride and bridegroom are swathed in
so many yards of beautifully painted native cloth, that it is scarcely
possible for them to move. As they could not walk any distance with this
inconvenient weight of magnificence, those who come from other villages
let their friends carry the wedding-garment, and then they dress under
the trees beside the sea—a process which I have often watched with much
interest. The cloth is rolled round the body in so many folds that the
victim is simply a walking bale of stuff; besides this, great loops and
folds are worn _en panier_, and a huge frill is so arranged as to stand
up like a fan at the back. A train of eight or ten yards is carried by
attendants; and the effect produced is really very handsome and becoming,
especially when several couples arrive at church simultaneously. Some
have come in the evening by torchlight—the torches made of bundles of
reeds, which blaze brightly—and the scene has been a very pretty one.
We went one evening to a wedding-feast, hoping to see some of the old
distinctive ceremonies, such as Mrs Langham remembers in old days. But
the graceful customs have been abandoned, together with the unseemly, and
the young couple simply sat together, partook of pig and yam, and washed
their hands in one bowl. The bride was the prettiest girl I have seen
in Fiji. Her hair was powdered with finely-grated sandal-wood, and her
wedding-dress consisted of folds of the finest gauze-like _masi_, crossed
over each shoulder and under the breasts. One of the couples seemed to
afford great amusement to the bystanders,—a very cheery little old maid
was marrying a kindly-looking old man. They seemed quite happy about it
themselves, so could afford to let the neighbours laugh. One poor young
couple were not allowed to marry, as, at the last moment, Mr Langham
discovered that the damsel was a minor, and her father absent.
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