CHAPTER XIX

THE BOLOKI WORLD OF SPIRITS

Surrounded by spirits—The soul leaves the body—Dreams—Bewitching

folk—Losing one’s shadow—Disembodied spirits or ghosts—Ghosts enter

animals—Deceiving the ghosts—Spirits of disease—Spirit of

wealth—Spirits of crocodiles—Leopards—Spirits of unborn

babes—Monsters on the islands—Forest sprites—Cloud-land folk—Spirits

in spears—In canoes—In trees.

The Boloki folk believe they are surrounded by spirits which try to

thwart them at every twist and turn, and to harm them every hour of the

day and night. The rivers and creeks are crowded with the spirits of

their ancestors, and the forests and bush are full also of spirits, ever

seeking to injure the living who are overtaken by night when travelling

by road or canoe. I never met among them a man daring enough to go at

night through the forest that divided Monsembe from the upper villages,

even though a large reward was offered. Their invariable reply was:

“There are too many spirits in the bush and forest.”

In the following pages I shall attempt to give, as succinctly as

possible, an account of the various spirits that trouble the Boloki

world, their powers and their limitations. The information has been

gathered from various natives in conversation around their fires, or

from talks when travelling with them by canoe and boat; and may be

accepted as reflecting the native opinion respecting those spirits by

which they suppose themselves to be surrounded.

The embodied spirit or soul (_elimo_) is dreaded almost as much as the

other spirits. In dreams the soul visits various scenes, and no matter

how quickly the dreamer is aroused the soul can always return in time to

take its place in the awakened person. With regard to dreams, some of

the natives believe in them, and bad dreams are often accepted as omens

to warn them against going on journeys, and fishing and hunting

expeditions that would be either fruitless or disastrous.

When a person faints, or becomes unconscious, massage with water is

used, and on the patient reviving it is said that the soul has returned.

The soul travels about to bewitch people, and some of their charms are

made on purpose to destroy such wandering spirits. These wicked souls

travelling about with such sinister motives are regarded as witches

worthy only of death, and some of their witch-doctors reap a rich

harvest in trying to kill them. A seriously sick person fancies he sees

a relative or neighbour in a dream, and at once believes that the

witch-soul of his relative has come to throttle the life out of him, so

he pays a witch-doctor a goodly fee to kill the prowling spirit, or

protect him from its malignant assaults.

I noticed that the mouths and nostrils of the recently dead were always

plugged and tied, and to my questions on the subject I always received

the same reply: “The soul of a dying man escapes by his mouth and nose,

so we always tie them in that fashion to keep the spirit, as long as

possible, in the body.”

The shadow of a person, his reflection in water, or in a looking-glass,

and more recently a photograph, is called by a word (_elilingi_) that is

often used interchangeably with the word for soul (_elimo_). They

repeatedly informed me that a “dead person casts no shadow,” and that

therefore he has no soul, hence to say that So-and-so has no shadow is,

with them, equivalent to saying that he has no soul, i.e. that he is

dead. These two words were frequently employed when speaking of the

soul, and also of the shadow of a person; but the word for soul

(_elimo_) is never used for the shadow of a tree, house, animal, etc.,

but they speak of a fallen house or a fallen tree as having no shadow,

i.e. they cast no shadows—a sign that they are dead.

If for some reason a man does not see his shadow reflected when he looks

into some water, he thinks someone has taken his spirit away, and that

he will soon die. Even if at midday he does not see his shadow, because

he is standing on it—the sun being absolutely vertical at noon so near

the Equator—he will go to a witch-doctor, who will make medicine that he

may recover his shadow or soul. I once asked a chief to sit for his

photograph a second time, and he laughingly refused, on the ground that

I had sent his soul once to the white man’s country, and he could not

let me have it again. And it was a considerable time before he consented

to sit again.

The most troublesome spirit, however, with which the native has to

contend is the disembodied spirit (_mongoli_). Directly the soul

(_elimo_) leaves the body it becomes a disembodied spirit (a _mongoli_),

and this distinction should be carefully borne in mind.

It is generally believed that the disembodied spirit of a good man—good

according to the native code of morals—remains in the nether world

(_longa_); but that of a bad man is punished in the nether regions and

driven out. Then if the spirit belongs to a member of a bush-tribe (or

to one whose family originally came from the bush), it will inhabit the

forests or bush-lands, and unless properly appeased by gifts or

conquered by charms it will turn aside animals from the hunting-traps

and try to spoil all hunting operations. If the spirit belongs to a

member of a riverine tribe, then, after being turned out of the nether

world, it haunts the river and creeks and endeavours to hinder

successful fishing. Hence it is no uncommon thing, when a village fails

in its fishing, for the inhabitants to join their brass rods together to

buy an old man or old woman—old and therefore cheap—and throw him (or

her) into the river to conciliate the water-spirits. Hence, also, all

the care taken by a fisherman to conceal his name while fishing under

the general term _mwele_,[37] lest the disembodied spirit of an enemy

should hear it and, recognizing him, keep all the fish from his traps

and nets.

Footnote 37:

The natives can give no meaning to this word, and from their use of it

to hide a name it is something like our phrase: Mr. So-and-so.

Sometimes these spirits can be heard walking through the forests, and

the noise they make is called _bie-bie_; and at times they visit the

town and cause “a rustling in the grass roofs, as though searching for a

place through which to drive their spears.” The land and water are full

of these disembodied spirits, hence the timorous folk are afraid to

travel by night. Certain witch-doctors can see these spirits, and when

they are mischievous they pretend to capture them and secure them in

saucepans and calabashes.

Men may become the mediums by which these spirits hold communication

with the living, generally to the advantage of the medium, as the

following incident will illustrate: Baloli, the head-man of his family,

died, and was buried in the usual way. Some time afterwards his younger

brother, Mangumbe, became subject to frenzies, during which his brother

Bololi spoke his oracles through him. Mangumbe admired and coveted the

wives of a certain man in his town and tried to buy them, and failing in

that he desired to exchange others for them, but their husband refused

all offers.

One day Mangumbe worked himself into a frenzy, and when he was supposed

to be under the influence of his brother’s spirit he said that a certain

man (giving the name of the man whose wives he coveted) must get rid of

his wives or they would cause his death by a serious and fatal illness.

Then Mangumbe went to a friend and told him to treat with the husband

for the wives. The husband, now thoroughly afraid of his wives, was

quite willing to sell them at a cheaper price than Mangumbe had

previously offered for them. By this cunning trick he became the owner

of the women he wanted.

[Illustration:

_Photo by: Rev. C. J. Dodds_

A MUNGALA CREEK VILLAGE

At the time the picture was taken the folk were dispirited by heavy

taxes and many deaths, hence the neglected appearance of the houses.

Meeting the demands of the taxes in food, etc., left them little or

no time to look after their own affairs. These taxes are better

adjusted now to the number and condition of the people.

]

On one occasion Mangumbe wanted to buy my arm-chair. I told him the

price as a bit of information, as I had no intention of selling the

chair. He doubted my word. I told him that I had heard that he held

communication with his brother’s spirit, and if he wanted to know the

price of goods in England he had better ask his brother’s spirit to go

there, learn all it could, and come back and inform him of the prices of

the various articles. Mangumbe shook his head sadly and said: “His

spirit cannot travel so far, it keeps just around this district only.”

The people firmly believed that Mangumbe held counsel with his brother’s

spirit, and when he acted as a medium they were quite willing to accept

all that he said. Ordinarily he was little respected by the people; he

was of mean appearance and of petty, shabby ways, and had no command

even over his own people, and yet when acting as a medium in a _séance_

he was feared, obeyed, and his word received without the slightest

demur.

When a spirit is speaking through a person, who is usually a member of

the disembodied spirit’s family, the medium does not always talk in the

language of the present day, but in the archaic language known only to

the old people. When the medium is a youngish man, i.e. one not familiar

with the ancient language, he then expresses his oracles in the ordinary

speech, but with sufficient of the archaic forms to lend mystery to the

communication.

I have seen the medium work himself into a frenzy, shout, tremble all

over, his muscles quiver, his body undulates, perspiration breaks out on

his forehead, and foam gathers about his mouth, and his eyes roll; and

when thoroughly under the spell of the spirit he gives utterance to

oracles that are implicitly believed by the people. All these _séances_

are performed in the open and in broad daylight, the medium sometimes

sitting alone in the centre of a crowd; but when much agitated and

swaying considerably, he has one or two of his wives near to catch him

should he fall.

Sometimes one of these spirits takes possession of a hippopotamus and

visits the towns on the river-banks, and when that occurs the family to

whom the spirit is supposed to belong puts a small saucepan of

sugar-cane wine and a little food for its refreshment on its nightly

visit; and as the food and wine are both gone in the morning (there are

plenty of dogs about), the natives assured me that the spirit in the

animal had partaken of them. The spirit also, at times, enters a

crocodile and visits a town; but the hippopotamus is the more common

form.

On one occasion a hippopotamus came off our beach for a few nights. I

could only hear it, as it was too dark to see it; but on the chance of

wounding it fatally I fired in the direction of the sound. I fired on

two successive nights, and during the next day some natives came and

told me that that particular hippopotamus was possessed by the spirit of

a member of such and such a family, and that the said spirit had sent a

message to the head of the family, telling him that he was to inform me

that I should only waste my bullets as it was impossible to kill a

spirit-possessed hippopotamus, and asking him to request me not to fire

again, as he (the hippopotamus) only wanted to visit the town peaceably

for his offering of sugar-cane wine and food.

I told them that I would have another shot or two; but they assured me

that I should not hit it. They did not doubt my marksmanship, as they

had seen me bring down many birds on the wing, and they knew that I

scarcely ever went to shoot monkeys and guinea-fowls without bringing

one or more back with me. They did not doubt my skill with the gun, but

they doubted the power of a bullet to kill a spirit-possessed animal.

The hippopotamus, however, never came again, consequently I had no

further opportunity of testing the point at issue. I was much interested

in learning from this incident that spirits not only took possession of

hippopotami, but could thus communicate with their living relatives.

According to the native idea these spirits (_mingoli_) are everywhere,

and are ever ready to pounce on any living person, and either carry him

away captive or inflict a disease on him, or kill him; consequently his

life is one long drawn-out fear of what the spirits may next do to him;

and his many witch-doctors, fetishes, and ceremonies are to control,

appease, circumvent, and perhaps conquer the spirits. The spirit of a

deceased enemy can inflict an illness on a family, a member of which had

wronged him when in the body. Fortunately, these spirits are limited in

the area of their operations and can be deceived. The witch-doctor can

cork them up in calabashes, can cover them with saucepans, and when

necessary, if the fee is large enough, he can destroy them.

A man I knew well was sick for a long time with some internal complaint,

and after other means had failed to cure him he was told by a

witch-doctor that he was troubled by a bad spirit, and he advised him to

go right out of the district beyond the sphere of its operations and

remain there until he was better. The man had no friends to whom he

might have safely gone, so he left his house at dead of night, taking

only two of his wives with him, and telling no one of his destination

lest the spirit should hear it. He went as far as he safely could from

his own town and donned a woman’s dress, and assuming a woman’s voice he

pretended to be other than he was, in order to deceive the spirit should

it search for him.

This also failed to cure him, and in time he returned to his town, but

continued to dress and speak as a woman, and every time he ate or drank

he first scattered a portion of his food and drink behind him for the

spirit to eat, and eating be appeased. The food best liked by these

spirits is the heart of any animal, but it must be boiled, minced, and

mixed with cassava.

The witch-doctor can see the disembodied spirits, and those persons who

have the occult power (called _likundu_) can also see them. The natives

tell me that these spirits are like people in appearance—they come into

view, pass, and are lost to sight like ordinary beings. They have quiet

voices, and eat monkey peppers (_amomum_), and drink sugar-cane wine;

but if the stems of the monkey pepper are put across a path the spirits

cannot pass over them. It is a curious belief that these spirits may eat

the fruit of the monkey pepper, and yet cannot step over the stalks of

the same plant. On the Lower Congo red peppers are used for the same

purpose of blocking a road to spirits; and in ancient Britain the red

holly berries were used for keeping evil spirits out of the huts and

houses of those who feared them.

There are indications that the sight of the spirit is very defective,

but its hearing is very keen, consequently a man’s name is never

mentioned while he is fishing, for fear the spirits will hear and turn

the fish from his traps. One would think that if the spirits can see and

recognize a fish they could also recognize a fisherman; but there are

many gaps in native logic.

As the spirit of a bush-man is supposed to wander in the bush after

leaving the nether world, any human offering made to appease it is

buried on the edge of the forest; but an offering to the spirit of a

riverine man is thrown into the water.

These offerings are made with the object of gaining the good-will of a

father or grandfather; but there is no ancestral worship, as beyond the

fourth generation the ancestors are forgotten, or are regarded as being

ineffective in their anger. There is no regularity in these offerings,

but they are made when other means have failed to avert a calamity, such

as the flooding of a river, or to ensure a positive good, such as a

large catch of fish.

A homicide is not afraid of the spirit of the man he has killed when the

slain man belongs to any of the neighbouring towns, as disembodied

spirits travel in a very limited area only; but when he kills a man

belonging to his own town he is filled with fear lest the spirit shall

do him some harm. There are no special rites that he can observe to free

himself from these fears, but he mourns for the slain man as though he

were a member of his own family. He neglects his personal appearance,

shaves his head, fasts for a certain period, and laments with much

weeping.

Abnormal events are often placed to the credit of the spirit of a man

recently deceased. A few hours after the death of a young man whom I

knew a furious storm broke on the town, blowing down plantain trees and

working great havoc in the farms. It was stated in all seriousness by

the folk that the storm had been sent by Mopembe, the lad’s name. We had

for dinner one day the shoulder of an antelope, the history of which

will further illustrate the above statement: Three days before we had

that piece of antelope on our table, Mumbamba, an old head-man, died.

After his death his relatives came from various towns to mourn at his

grave. On the morning of our antelope dinner three canoes of men and

women were coming up-river, with the object of expressing their grief at

the grave, when they happened upon a large antelope caught in the grass

of an islet that had lodged against a fallen tree in the river. The

mourners killed the antelope, dragged it into the canoe, and gave

Mumbamba the credit of sending them an antelope to eat as an expression

of his favour; thus spirits can send good as well as evil upon those who

are left on the earth.

We find, then, among the Boloki three words for soul, spirit, and ghost.

The first, _elimo_, is the embodied soul that is able to leave the body

during sleep, it visits people and places in dreams, travels about, and

performs actions, as throttling an enemy. This, I believe, is the only

word they have for soul. There is then the _elilingi_, a shadow, shade,

reflection that a dead man, or dead thing, does not possess, and a

living man can lose and have restored by a witch-doctor, and this word

is also used in a restricted sense as being synonymous with _elimo_.

And, lastly, there is _mongoli_, a disembodied soul, a spirit, a ghost

of the bush, forest, and water that sends evil and good upon the

living—more often evil than good—which it is necessary to appease with

offerings of food, of trade goods, and of human beings.

The natives are subject to various serious sicknesses which they think

are caused by spirits, and each sickness has its own spirit (or _bwete_,

plural, _mēte_), hence the native names[38] for debility, anæmia,

rheumatism, sciatica, ague fevers, and sleeping-sickness are not only

the names of diseases, but really denote the names of those spirits

responsible for sending them. They cannot tell me from whence these

spirits emanate, but the only means of luring them out of the body of

the patient is to set up for some of them specially prepared posts, for

others a saucepan of small sticks, and again for others a saucepan of

medicine water.

Footnote 38:

See Appendix, Note 5, p. 345, for the native names of the diseases.

For debility, rheumatism, sciatica, and ague they erect a post (called

_etoli_) about 4 feet long, peeled of its bark, shaped to a point at one

end, and daubed with yellow pigment; this is marked with red and blue

spots, and stuck upright in the ground with about 2 feet 6 inches

showing. For the spirit of sleeping-sickness they prepare a saucepan in

which they put small sticks, and the whole is decorated with yellow,

red, and blue spots and stripes. For the spirit of another form of

sleeping-sickness a saucepan of bush-water is prepared, and the pot

ornamented with various colours. The saucepan of sticks is called

_muntoka_, and that of the bush-water is called _eboko_. The latter is

broken, as described in another chapter, by a badly treated slave, or an

ill-used wife, to obtain redress for his or her wrongs.

These decorated fetish posts and saucepans often have little shelters

built over them which are coloured with various paints, and every time

the owner takes a meal he throws some of his food on the roof of his

house for the spirits to eat. From time to time he pours sugar-cane wine

over the posts, or into the saucepans. There is no ancestral worship in

this, but an appeasing of the spirits of the diseases. Not to make these

offerings is to invite a return of the spirit or spirits to the body of

the owner, i.e. to have a relapse. I have known a man to have four of

these posts and saucepans. This indicated that he had had several

complaints, or had had his one and only complaint wrongly diagnosed.

Persons who have never suffered from these serious illnesses, and they

are numerous, never trouble to prepare either a saucepan or a post.

When there is much sickness in a family, not confined to one or two

members only, but a kind of family epidemic, it is said to be caused by

a spirit (named _mweta_) left, or sent, by a deceased relative as a

punishment for failing to observe some fetish taboo, or for not having

shown due respect for the deceased when he was buried by having a proper

ceremony, or for not keeping his memory alive by occasional mimic fights

on land or water, or by the gifts of brass rods and slaves. Sometimes

the family is conscious that they have properly observed all these

things, and then they know that their deceased relative has sent the

spirit of family sickness maliciously, or through jealousy of their

apparent prosperity.

These spirits, when they are troubling a family, can be driven into

animals by the witch-doctor and killed by him; and as a proof of his

prowess he will exhibit a bleeding head, and assure the family that they

need no longer worry as he has killed the animal which was possessed by

the spirit, and it is therefore punished, killed, and will not bother

them again. Sometimes the witch-doctor will drive the spirit into a

saucepan, or calabash, and either kill it or imprison it.

The Boloki man, like folk of other climes and colour, is not averse to

wealth, so he has his spirit for giving wealth (called _ejo_). Now a man

who desires to become rich pays a large fee to a certain kind of

witch-doctor, who then uses his influence with the spirit on behalf of

his client, who must in all future gains set apart a portion for it; but

should he fail to do so, the spirit has power to punish him. The goods

are given to the witch-doctor to pass on to the spirit.

This spirit can assume any shape it pleases, and entice a person down to

the river, where it returns suddenly to its proper form and jumps into

the river with the enticed person. This person is then either killed by

the spirit, or held at ransom for a slave or his equivalent. How the

ransom is paid no one could tell me, although I put the question to

various natives at different times. The person thus enticed is he who

has not paid his proper dues to the spirit.

When a person has received the medicine or charm of this spirit, and has

become wealthy by its luck-giving power, he takes the nail-parings and

hair-cuttings[39] of a woman and makes medicine with them; the woman

then quickly dies, and her spirit goes to the wealth-giving spirit as an

offering for its help. He is said to pass her on as a gift to the spirit

of wealth. If a man is saved, when a canoe is swamped and his companions

are all drowned, he is regarded as having given them to the spirit

(_ejo_) to save his own life. Should a man be successful in fishing or

trading without any apparent reason, and shortly after his success his

wife falls ill and dies, he is said to have given his wife to this

spirit as an acknowledgment of his increased wealth. The ordeal is often

administered to prove or disprove these accusations; but marvellous

stories are told about the wealth-giving power of this spirit, and as

only rich men can afford to pay the fee to the witch-doctor in the first

instance, the fact of their wealth fosters the superstition.

Footnote 39:

This is one of the reasons why a person always hides his, or her,

nail-parings and hair-cuttings, as “powerful medicine” can be made

with them to the disadvantage of the owner.

That some men are stronger than others in wrestling, and able to

overcome those who try to hold them, is well recognized by the natives,

but instead of its being an indication of greater strength and fitness

it is placed to the credit of a spirit (called _embanda_). When this

spirit takes possession of a man it enables him to throw his enemy; it

strengthens the legs of its possessor, and weakens by pain the legs of

its owner’s opponent. He who possesses this spirit is always successful

in capturing one or more prisoners in a fight, and can cause the death

of many members of any family he hates.

The word _jando_ stands for the peculiar characteristics of the animal

to which it is prefixed, i.e. a man successful in fishing is said to

have the peculiarities of a crocodile, for this creature is regarded as

being quick in catching fish; and a person swift and cunning in fight

and flight has the qualities of a leopard. These qualities or spirits

are not gained by eating either of these creatures, but are procured,

for a few, from the witch-doctor by some occult intercourse with the

crocodile and leopard. It is also affirmed by the natives that a person

can become so possessed by the spirit (_jando_) of a crocodile or of a

leopard that he will let himself loose occasionally on his neighbours,

and thus preying in spirit on them many will die.

One of the functions of the disembodied spirits is to supply certain

places in the forests, or trees, or creeks with the spirits that are to

enter unborn children. These spirits of unborn children (called

_bingbongbo_) can make boys and girls thin and weak, but are to be

appeased by the proper kind of medicine man preparing a suitable feast

for them. These spirits are supposed to crowd the pools in the forests,

the shallow ponds on the islands, the many creeks of the river, and even

to people the great bombax trees to be found here and there along the

river’s bank. Every family has its own special preserves (called

_liboma_) where the spirits are waiting for bodies in which to appear as

babies.

Next to the spirits in the terror they cause to the natives is a

mythical monster (_engenenge_) inhabiting the islands. He is represented

as having many heads and no body, and is greatly dreaded by those who

have to camp on the islands during fishing and travelling; and the

natives tell many stories of visits they have received from him. Next to

this many-headed monster is a mythical person or spirit (named

_nyandembe_) who is mentioned in the folk-lore stories as having caused

the death of Libanza’s father, but was eventually killed by him as a

punishment. He is thought by the natives to have been very strong and

rich; but being dead he is no longer feared.

There is a race of folk who live somewhere above, as the word indicates

(_ba_ = people, and _likolo_ = above), but up-river and all the country

east of them is also called _likolo_; and it is most probable that the

word _likolo_ in the above phrase had originally that meaning, but as

the natives pushed their journeys higher and higher up the river and

heard of peoples like themselves still higher up, they removed the

_balikolo_ from a locality beyond their district to a place _above them_

in the sky.

These Cloud-folk are said to have tails, and are very fond of ripe

plantains, and in the folk-lore stories they descend on the banana farms

solely to eat and carry off the ripe fruit. There is a legend that the

Boloki people bought their first fire[40] from the Cloud-folk in

exchange for a young woman. Previously to that “we cooked our food in

the sun, or ate it quite raw.” These Cloud-land folk are not regarded as

spirits, but the natives always speak of them as a great nuisance, and

as something uncanny and in possession of supernatural power.

Footnote 40:

See also the folk-lore story, “The punishment of the inquisitive man,”

page 205.

There is a class of supernatural beings that inhabits the forest and

bush (named _baijamba_ = people of the bush). They are often appealed to

in the folk stories to decide what a person should or should not eat;

and also to judge on a point of etiquette or custom. They are not looked

upon with much dread, and no one speaks of them as having done any harm

to the folk who visit the forests. They seem to be friendly spirits, or

sprites, that are always at hand when wanted, and they just as readily

give their verdict in favour of a mean trick as support a ruse to outwit

the meanness.

When a man is under the sway of the disembodied spirit he takes his

spear and, tying some dried plantain leaves to it, he holds it before

him with his left hand; and as he trembles with the excitement of the

spirits in him the spear shakes and rustles the leaves until the spirits

go out of him into the spear, and it then becomes a fetish spear and his

luck is bound up in it. This spear, henceforth, may not be touched by

anyone but himself, and it is carefully guarded by its owner, for to

lose it is to fail in all his undertakings. These spirits are passed

into hunting-spears, fighting-spears, and fish-spears, and although they

are especially effectual in their own particular line, they also have a

general influence on the man’s luck. It is also asserted that a rich man

who has the spirit of wealth (_ejo_) passes that spirit into his canoe,

and this enables him to make successful trading expeditions and other

journeys to his own advantage.

I found only one tree that is supposed to have a spirit, and that is the

tree used for ordeal purposes. When a person wants to take the rootlets

of the ordeal tree (_nka_), he first selects the tree, then spreads a

leaf on the closed fist of his left hand, and strikes it with the palm

of his right hand. If the leaves on the tree tremble in response, he

knows the tree is strong and fit to use; but if they remain quiescent,

it is a sign that the ordeal property (_nka_) is weak and unfit for its

purpose, so another tree is sought, until he finds one that responds in

sympathy to the striking of the leaf.

The life of the native, surrounded as he is by all these various

spirits, would be intolerable, unthinkably so, were it not for his many

witch-doctors, who have power to control the spirits, and even kill

them, and his many charms that protect him from their many malignant

designs, or enlist their power on behalf of the wearers and users of

them. Which came first—a belief in the spirits, or the witch-doctors to

circumvent them? I am disposed to think that the witch-doctors are

largely responsible for the creation of these various spirits to account

for their numerous failures in warding off sickness and death. With

these witch-doctors, however, we must deal in another chapter.

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