Children -- Africa -- Juvenile literature; Missions -- Africa -- Juvenile literature
Their persons they adorn with anklets and bracelets of brass. But in
places where there are plenty of elephants one finds the girls wearing
great ivory bracelets made from the tusks. All kinds of grass bracelets
are plaited and worn by young girls who can’t afford to have better
ones, and I have sometimes seen a necklace made by stringing parts of
locust’s legs and beads together.
Of the beads there is an infinite variety bought from the trader. These
are strung together in many ways and made into bracelets and necklaces
and various other things which only the patience of African children
could produce.
CHAPTER XII
THE AFRICAN’S BELIEF
In this chapter we shall tell about something altogether different from
what you have been reading. We shall go into the spirit land of the
African children, and we shall try to find out something of what they
believe about God.
In the great black part of Africa there are no temples and wonderful
gods to write about. There are no old books to be found containing the
wisdom of their forefathers written down and preserved through long
ages. In fact there is not very much in native African belief that can
be made very interesting to white boys and girls. But I shall try to
do my best, to let you understand something about it.
Some people at home think that the heathen tribes of Africa know
nothing at all about God. But it is not so. They do know something,
be it only a very very little. In some tribes it is so very little as
to be almost nothing, and shows us how far they have fallen away from
a knowledge of their Creator. Let me tell you what some of the tribes
here believe about God.
God, our loving heavenly Father, is to them but a far-away spirit whom
they call the old, old one, or the great, great one. He made the world
and everything in it and sends rain and sunshine, and is all-powerful.
But He is very far away from us and takes little interest in the people
of the earth.
When people die, their spirits, they say, go to the land of this old,
old one. Spirit villages are there, I have heard it said, inhabited
by the spirit folk. As a man was on earth so is he in the land of the
spirits. So a chief on earth remains a chief in spirit land. Now, the
spirits of the chiefs are supposed to be on very intimate terms with
the old, old one, and are allowed to do almost whatever they like with
the affairs of the people on earth. So it is the spirit of the dead
chief that receives the sacrifices and prayers of the people. The old,
old one is felt to be so far away and so indifferent that he is passed
over, in some tribes forgotten altogether, and the spirit of the chief
receives the homage due to the great, great one, because the people
feel that he, the chief, has a personal interest in them.
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