Fetichism in West Africa : $b forty years' observation of native customs and superstitionsNassau, Robert Hamill
Philosophy
Fetichism in West Africa : $b forty years' observation of native customs and superstitions
Nassau, Robert Hamill
Ethnology -- Africa, West; Fetishism -- Africa, West
My three ruling elders looked on the case more lightly than even I was
charitably disposed to do, and my own duty as a judge was obscured by my
friendship for the accused. It was a great pain for me to have even to
rebuke a lady I had so loved and trusted. She kept her anger wonderfully
under control while in the session meeting; but she resented the rebuke,
broke our friendship, and subsequently sought to injure me by slander. If
there was any doubt about her complicity with the fetich, there was no
doubt about the fact of her effort to injure me. I did not prosecute her
(as I would have done had she slandered any one else), lest I be suspected
of making my position of session moderator an engine for personal revenge.
She subsequently made a noble reparation. She still affirms that she does
not believe in fetich, and remains in "good standing" in the church, while
occasionally hanging a charm on her garden fence for its "moral effect" on
trespassers.
Lately a fellow missionary told me that in a conversation with certain
natives, professed Christians, they admitted their fear lest their
nail-clippings should be used against them by an enemy, and candidly
acknowledged that when they pared their nails they threw the pieces on the
thatch of the low roof of their house.
The missionary was surprised, and, perhaps with a little suspicion or
perhaps as a test, turning to a man present who had remained silent during
the discussion, said, "And you?--what do you do with your parings?" He
honestly replied, "I throw them on the roof!" And this man is an elder,
and had been advanced to be a local preacher. There is no expectation of
his ordination, for though he can preach a good sermon, he is lacking in
all other abilities desirable in a minister. He is probably fifty years of
age, and for forty years has been in mission employ of some kind, and
living in the mission household much of that time. But this mission
association has not been to him the benefit it would have been to almost
any one else; for, being of slave origin, he seemed to prefer to keep
aloof from the free-born, grew up without companionship, and is extremely
secretive. Though a Christian and a good man, he had not opened his inner
life to all the ennobling influences of the light.
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