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
Sir Arthur considers that a punctilious observance of the principal
points in native etiquette is a means to secure respect and gain
influence with the people who now hail him as their highest chief, so,
amongst other ceremonies that have to be observed, is the invariable
brewing of yangona (which you have heard spoken of in other groups as the
_kava_). This, from a purely artistic point of view, is a very attractive
scene, so I will describe it to you minutely. Picture to yourself the
deep shade of the house, its brown smoke-thatched rafters and dark
thatch-roof, with a film of blue smoke rising from the fireplace at the
far end, which is simply a square in the floor edged with stones, round
which, on mats, lie the boatmen, and a group of natives with flowers
coquettishly stuck in their hair, and very slight drapery of native
cloth, and fringes of bright croton-leaves. A great wooden bowl, with
four legs, is then brought in. It is beautifully polished from long
use, and has a purple bloom like that on a grape. A rope is fastened to
it, and the end of this is thrown towards the chief. The yangona-root
is then brought in, scraped and cleaned, cut up into small pieces, and
distributed to a select circle of young men to chew. The operation is not
_quite_ so nasty as might be supposed, as they repeatedly rinse their
mouths with fresh water during the process, which occupies some time;
while all the company sit round most solemnly, and some sing quaint
_mékés_ (_i.e._, choruses), very wild and characteristic. They are so old
that many of them are incomprehensible even to the singers, who merely
repeat the words in an unknown tongue, as they learnt them from their
parents.
When the chewing process is complete, each man produces a lump of finely
chewed white fibre. This is then deposited in a large wooden bowl, and
one of the number is told off to pour water on the yangona, and wring
it out through a piece of hybiscus fibre, which is like a piece of fine
netting. A turbid yellowish fluid is thus produced, in taste resembling
rhubarb and magnesia, flavoured with sal-volatile. It is handed round in
cups made of the shell of large cocoa-nuts, the chief being the first
to drink, while all the onlookers join in a very peculiar measured
hand-clapping. When he is finished, they shout some exclamation in
chorus, and clap hands in a different manner. Then all the others drink
in regular order of precedence.
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