The Folk-Talcs oj Ihc A'uviii Pn/>ii(iiis. üöQ 



None of the people could solve the mysterv, and Bâdabâda who was afraid remained silent. He 

 look his garden tools and slipped away to work. The dead man was buried by his friends, and 

 a mourning feast was held. 



If anyone sees a ^/;'(//-/-man at night, the nanator conciuded, he shoots him without t'urther 

 ado, and that is one reason uhy the peopje are caretui to light a torch when going out in the 

 durk, for ^ivarimen go without a light. (Kåku, Ipisi'a). 



175. A certain Ki'wai bo_\' named Sigâge one moonlight night went hunling in the bush 

 and shot a large pig which was killed on the spot. He left the arrow in the dead body and eut 

 off the tail with a shell, placing it in his ntligo (arm-guard) after the fashion of a kdinia (orna- 

 ment worn in the adigo). A group of men were sitting together when Sigâge returned home, 

 and he told them, „I shoot him big fellow pig; one time he fall down, he no run away." „Oh," 

 they said, „you no big boy, you no shoot him pig," but he produced the pig's tail from h\s adigo 

 and placing it on the ground among the men said, „Vou look." Then they were convinced and 

 said, „Oh, Sigàge, you small boy, you been shoot big fellow pig!" The next morning the pig was 

 carried home, hanging underneath a large pôle to which the feet were tied. .\ feast was held, and 

 Sigâge's father invited the people to come and eat; „Boy belong me first time he shoot pig," he 

 said, „altogether man come kaikai." The people ail feasted on the moat of the pig, but on thi s 

 first occasion Sigâge's father and mothcr did not eat any of it themseKes. 



Another night Sigàge shot four pigs in the bush, and on his return killed a fifth near 

 home. He did not wake up the people but placed ihe five tails on a shelf, and there they were 

 found the next morning. The people said to Sigâge, ,0h, you good man, you strong man, you 

 shoot him plenty pig." The pigs were carried home, and another great feast was held. 



When the bananas were ripening, a givdri-mim one day came and looked at them and 

 decided to come and steal a bunch the next night. That night .Sigâge was out shooting, but he 

 did not find a single pig. „Every time 1 been .shoot him pig," he thought, „what's the matter 1 

 no shoot no pig this time: 1 think something wrong now." And he turned homewards, and 

 afler him came the givdri-mi\n froni the garden carrying the bunch of bananas. On seeing Sigâge 

 he put down bis bürden and waited till the former had walked out of sight. Then he picked up 

 the bananas and proceeded on his way, but after a w hile he again saw .Sig;ige who was Walking 

 very slowly. In order to frighten him into quickering his pace he threw a pièce of clay at a 

 sago-palm, causing tiie leavcs to rustle. „Oh, g i v dr i mim he come behind," Sigâge conciuded on 

 hearing the sound, „by and by 1 shoot him." He v\ent on a short distance and then hid behind 

 a tree, and the sorcerer who saw no sign of him marched on confidently. Then Sigâge drew 

 his bow and shot an arrow through the man's stomach, and he dropped the bunch of bananas 

 and feil into a creek close by. He was not killed and fioated in the water, till he came near the 

 village. There he staggered up and tried to get into his house but feil down dead. Sigâge car- 

 ried the bananas home. 



In the morning the ^/Vo;-/-man was found and the people said, „What's the matter that 

 man he dead.' Oh, some man been shoot him!" The friends of the man bewailed his death and 

 buried him. 



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