Though the reasons for the elaborate restrictions thus imposed on
widows and widowers by the Indians of British Columbia are not always
stated, we may safely infer that one and all they are dictated by fear
of the ghost, who, haunting the surviving spouse, surrounds him or her
with a dangerous atmosphere, a contagion of death, which necessitates
his seclusion both from the people themselves and from the principal
sources of their food supply, especially from the fisheries, lest the
infected person should poison them by his malignant presence.
[Sidenote: Social ostracism of widowers in New Guinea dictated by
fear of the ghosts of their dead wives.] We can, therefore,
understand the extraordinary treatment of a widower by the Papuans of
Issoudun in British New Guinea. His miseries begin with the moment of
his wife’s death. He is immediately stripped of all his ornaments,
abused and beaten by his wife’s relations, his house is pillaged, his
gardens devastated, there is no one to cook for him. He sleeps on his
wife’s grave till the end of his mourning. He may never marry again.
By the death of his wife he loses all his rights. It is civil death
for him. Old or young, chief or plebeian, he is no longer anybody, he
does not count. He may not hunt or fish with the others; his presence
would bring misfortune; the spirit of his dead wife would frighten the
fish or the game. He is no longer heard in the discussions. He has no
voice in the council of elders. He may not take part in a dance; he
may not own a garden. If one of his children marries, he has no right
to interfere in anything or receive any present. If he were dead, he
could not be ignored more completely. He has become a nocturnal
animal. He is forbidden to shew himself in public, to traverse the
village, to walk in the roads and paths. Like a boar, he must go in
the grass or {148} the bushes. If he hears or sees any one, especially
a woman, coming from afar, he must hide himself behind a tree or a
thicket. If he wishes to go hunting or fishing by himself, he must go
at night. If he has to consult any one, even the missionary, he does
it in great secrecy and by night. He seems to have lost his voice, and
only speaks in a whisper. He is painted black from head to foot. The
hair of his head is shaved, except two tufts which flutter on his
temples. He wears a skull-cap which covers his head completely to the
ears; it ends in a point at the back of his neck. Round his waist he
wears one, two, or three sashes of plaited grass; his arms and legs
from the knees to the ankles are covered with armlets and leglets of
the same sort; and round his neck he wears a similar ornament. His
diet is strictly regulated, but he does not observe it more than he
can help, eating in secret whatever is given him or he can lay his
hands on. “His tomahawk accompanies him everywhere and always. He
needs it to defend himself against the wild boars and also against the
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