The Folk-Tales of tfie Kiwai Papuans. 89 



make that Island there all hushes come up. By and by you me (vve) go stop there." But the 

 peuple did not believe him, „No, no," they said, „you no can make that." 



Kôvinôro, hovvever, set to work to make an Island there. First he caught a jödo („stone- 

 fish") and buried it in the sandbank vvith some grass on top. C'lose to the „stone-fish" he buried 

 a white wader. He then chewed a certain grass and fruit, spat the fluid on the ground, and said, 

 „\'ou make that island come up, make him big Island. I go back, I sleep. In the morning I get 

 up, I look island." And he paddled back to Diîdi, and said to the people, „^'ou fellow sleep now, 

 no get up. I get up one man (alone) first time." And they all lay dovvn and slept. KiWinöro 

 got up first in the morning and looked över to the sandbank. It was now a large island. He 

 thought, „I no make people know. That time them fellow wake up, they look island." 



At last some of the people got up and saw the new island. „What name (how) that 

 island he come up.^" they exclaimed. They awoke the others, calling out, „\'ou look island, 

 he come up!" „Come on," Kôvinôro said, „everyone, man and woman, you me (we) go look 

 island." So they paddled across the Channel and landed on the island. It was now very large 

 and was covered with grass and bushes, and it did not get flooded any more, for „that stone-fish 

 and pigeon he stop him". The people looked round the island and named it Pdräma, and they 

 chose the sites of the houses which they intended to buiki there. Différent parts of the island 

 were given différent names, Bügido, Tétébe, and Auo Miiuro. 



On returning to Wiraro the people said, „We sleep here one night, to-morrow altogether 

 people go back, make house." In the morning they collected all their things, le.ft the old village, 

 and went över to Pârâma in their canoës. Some of them built houses at Bügido and others at 

 Tétebe and Auo Môiuro. 



At that time the people did not know what dugong were. One day when they were out 

 fishing, a dugong was seen in the water just outside the village, and the women who were at 

 home were so frightened that they all ran away. They said to the men, „All time we look something 

 he float there along water." But one of the men who had heard of dugong told the others what 

 they were. Then the people built harpooning platforms and speared many dugong. And every- 

 body said, „This plSce me go stop here, he got plenty dugong, make plenty garden too." But 

 there had been no Pârâma island at lirst. (Gaméa, Mawâta). 



HOW THE MAWATA AND GURAHI PEOPLE MET. 



18. Long ago the Old Mawâta and Gürahi, or Kâtatai, people did not know of one another, 

 although their villages were only a short distance apart. 



One day a great Mawâta man named Âgiwai went to shoot birds, for he wanted feathers 

 with which to decorate himself at an approaching dance. Once he shot a four-pointed arrow at 

 a heron, but the bird was not killed and flevv away with the arrow sticking in its body. 



At the same time a Giirahi woman named Ééi was digging for „swamp-fish" in the neigh- 

 bourhood, and seeing the bird she thought, „Oh, hawia (heron) he come! My word, h& goi gdla 

 (four-pointed arrow)! Who been shoot him? I think man there behind he run." The bird 

 dropped close to her, and she hid it in her basket. 



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