The Folk-Tales of Ihe Kiwai PapuanS. 233 



^Novdre, Novrire, mo roro bdmege nibo nôhodo rôro Novàre môro ùramo. — Novâre, No- 

 vâre, I been follovv smell belong you (your) track, you my husband." 



The old woman heard the vvailing in the night and thought to herself, „Oh, I think that proper 

 woman he cry along watei' now. I think devilvvoman I been take liini now." She sat up and 

 fait very sorry. 



In the morning the ebbing tide carried the åulii back to the mouth of the river. The people 

 ail got up, and the old woman called out to Novare to corne to her. The lilwai-abere said to her, 

 „What name (why) you sing out Novâre he corne, he no husband belong you, I want him corne 

 alongside me." Novâre did not listen to what the bad woman said and did not want to sit 

 h'eside her. He tried to open the mat in which she had wrapped herself up, but she resisted 

 him. His mother said to him, „Novâre, that devil-woman I been take him corne. That proper 

 woman beltjng you he been cry last night along water. I think devil-woman been throw him 

 away." And she bade him. „^'ou go eut him bamhoo, make hook along one end, bring him." 

 Novâre went and made a hook as he was asked, and thinking to liimself, „.Suppose that girl he 

 corne, I catch him along hook," he put it down close to the water. 



When night came the people went to sleep. But Novfire did not sleep, he was waiting 

 ail the time for the girl to come. The tide was running in, and the moon was shining. The 

 water carried the duhi along the opposite bank, but when the tide turned, the root floated over 

 to Novâre's side. He hooked in the dulii, ani.1 the girl within the root, feeling the touch of the 

 bamboo pole, called out, „That you, Novâre.'" The man did not say anything, he „laugh inside", 

 thinking to himself, „Oh, girl he call my name!" He pulled the root close to him, broke it open, 

 and the girl came out. The juice of the root had .stuck to her body, making it look ugly, but 

 Novâre washed her clean and rubbed her with coconut-oil and sweet-scented herbs. Then she 

 put f)n a new grass skirt and ail kinds of ornaments. N()v:ire placed his bow and arrows close 

 to the house in readiness for the hlwai-abére, and the girl seized her digging stick. 



Dawn came, and they lay in wait for the hlwai-abére. The girl said to Novâre, „You 

 no make him (her) dead straightway, you shoot him along arrow, I want kill him finish." When 

 the hlivai-abére came out, Novâre shot her, and the girl riished forward and broke her head with 

 her digging stick, killing her. Novâre eut off her head and threw away the body. The young 

 woman became his wife, and they lived together at Péva. (Aniiira, Mawâta). 



THE BROTHER AND SISTER AND THE DECEITFUL HIWAI-ABERE. 



151. A man named Jawâna and his little sister Janùdo lived together at Hawi'o. One 

 day Jawâna said to the girl, „Sister, you stop along house, to-morrow daylight I go shoot him 

 pigeon (birds in general)." 



At daybreak Jawâna went to the bush and shot some birds, which he brought home to 

 his sister, and she cooked them. Afterwards they worked in their garden, and when night came, 

 they went to sleep (abbrev.). 



Next morning Jawâna again went out after birds. He shot some which he made into a 

 bündle and hung up in a tree, and then went further into the bush. \ hiwai-abère came out 

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