[24] The same arrangement characterizes the finger masks of the Inviting-In Dance. (Kiggilunok), meaning wand, in southern dialect. [25] Southern dialect. Akkizhzhigik, Ptarmigan. Teibuviak, hawk; Tulukauguk, meaning raven. The following day the n['ae]skut assemble again, but they have doffed their fine feathers, and are dressed in their oldest clothes. The suits of the day before they carry in a grass sack. They wear raincoats of sealgut tied about the waist with a belt of dogskin, and enter the kasgi with eyes cast on the floor. Even in the dances they keep their faces from the audience. This attitude of humility is in accord with Eskimo ethics. They say that if they adopt a boastful air and fail to give as many presents as the other n['ae]skut they will be ashamed. So they safeguard themselves in advance. THE RITUAL Advancing with downcast eyes, the n['ae]skut creep softly across the kasgi and take their places before the funeral lamps. Then taking out their festival garments, they slip them on. Immediately the drummers start tapping lightly on their drums, and at a signal from their leader the song of invitation begins. Each n['ae]skuk advances in turn, invoking the presence of his dead in a sad minor strain. Toakora ilyuga takina Dead brother, come hither A-yunga-ayunga-a-yunga. Or: Nuleaga awunga toakora Sister mine, dead one, Takina, nuleaga, takina, Come hither, sister, come hither. Or: Akaga awunga takina Mother mine, come hither. Nanaktuk, takina, We wait for you, come hither. To which the chorus answer: Ilyuga awunga takina, Our brother, come hither, Takinaka, ilyuga, takinaka, Return, dead brother, return. The women advance in line, holding their wands in the right hand, and singing in unison; then the men advance in their turn, then both n['ae]skut and chorus sing together: Takinaka, awunga, tungalika, Return to us, our dead kinsmen, Nanakatuk, kineaktuk tungal[i=]ka We wait your home coming, our dead kinsmen. Suddenly the drummers cease and rap sharply on the in['g]lak with their drumsticks. The dancers stop in the midst of their movements and stamp on the floor, first with one foot then with the other, placing their hands on their shoulders, bringing them down over their bodies as though wiping off some unseen thing. Then they slap their thighs and sit down. I am informed that this is to "wipe off" any uncleanness (wahok) that might offend the shades of the dead.