The Golden Bough: A Study in Magic and Religion (Third Edition, Vol. 09 of 12)Frazer, James George
Religion
The Golden Bough: A Study in Magic and Religion (Third Edition, Vol. 09 of 12)
Frazer, James George
Magic; Mythology; Religion; Superstition
(M101) At Onitsha, on the Niger, Mr. J. C. Taylor witnessed the
celebration of New Year’s Day by the negroes. It fell on the twentieth of
December 1858. Every family brought a firebrand out into the street, threw
it away, and exclaimed as they returned, “The gods of the new year! New
Year has come round again.” Mr. Taylor adds, “The meaning of the custom
seems to be that the fire is to drive away the old year with its sorrows
and evils, and to embrace the new year with hearty reception.”(354) Of all
Abyssinian festivals that of Mascal or the Cross is celebrated with the
greatest pomp. During the whole of the interval between St. John’s day and
the feast a desultory warfare is waged betwixt the youth of opposite sexes
in the towns. They all sally out in the evenings, the boys armed with
nettles or thistles and the girls with gourds containing a filthy solution
of all sorts of abominations. When any of the hostile parties meet, they
begin by reviling each other in the foulest language, from which they
proceed to personal violence, the boys stinging the girls with their
nettles, while the girls discharge their stink-pots in the faces of their
adversaries. These hostilities may perhaps be regarded as a preparation
for the festival of the Cross. The eve of the festival witnesses a
ceremony which doubtless belongs to the world-wide class of customs we are
dealing with. At sunset a discharge of firearms takes place from all the
principal houses. “Then every one provides himself with a torch, and
during the early part of the night bonfires are kindled, and the people
parade the town, carrying their lighted torches in their hands. They go
through their houses, too, poking a light into every dark corner in the
hall, under the couches, in the stables, kitchen, etc., as if looking for
something lost, and calling out, ‘Akho, akhoky! turn out the spinage, and
bring in the porridge; Mascal is come!’... After this they play, and poke
fun and torches at each other.” Next morning, while it is still dark,
bonfires are kindled on the heights near the towns, and people rise early
to see them. The rising sun of Mascal finds the whole population of
Abyssinia awake.(355)
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