Mbuma-tyetye retreated, to rest himself for a short time, and

called out, "Ngalo! a helmet!" It appeared. He fitted it to his

head. He called again, "Ngalo! a glass of strong drink, and of water

too!" It appeared. He asked for tobacco. It appeared. "Matches!" They

appeared. He struck a match, and smoked. As he thrust the cigar in

his mouth, it stimulated him; it told him things of the future in its

clouds of smoke. After he had rested, he stood up, again for the fight.

The Snails tuned their song:

"Iyâ! Dingâlâ! disabete!

Iyâ! Dingâlâ! sâlâlâsâlâ! Disabete!

Iyâ! Dingâlâ! Iyâ! Dingâlâ!

Iyâ! Dingâlâ! Sâlâlâsâlâ!

Iyâ! Dingâlâ! Eh! Bamo-eh!"

The Snails, in their fierce charge, killed him, and were about

to take away the corpse; when, his Ngalo returning him to life,

he sprang erect, and cried out, "Ah! my Father Njambu! Dibadi-O!"

And he took up his war-song:--

"Tata Njambu ya milole, milole mi we.

Ta' Njambu! milole mi we.

Ta' Njambu! milole mi we.

Milole mi we. Ta' Njambu!"

All that while, the mother and his sisters were lying dead.

The Snails were shouting in their victory, "Tâkâ!"

Mbuma-tyetye took a short broad knife in his hands, and shouted,

"Dibadi!" He girded his body firmly, and stood erect. He called out in

challenge, "I've come!" The Snails answered, "You've reached the end!"

They fought. The man took his sword. The Snails fell down on him,

ndwa! But the man stood up, and moved forward. He laid hold of a

small tree. He cut it, and whirled it about at the Snails. And the

Snails fell down on the ground, po! But they rose up again flinging

themselves upon the man, ndwa! The man jumped aside crying out,

"Ah! My father Njambu! Dibadi-O!"

He took fire, thrust it among the tribe of Snails, and every one fell

down on the ground, mbwâ!

Then he shaped a leaf into a funnel, and dropped a medicine into the

noses of his mother and sisters. They slowly rose and tried to sit

up. He poured the ashes of the Snails over them, po! They breathed

it into their stomachs, kii! and they came fully to life.

Then they said, "You are safe! Now! for our return home!" He said,

"Good!" And they returned.

Mbuma-tyetye continued his own journey, on, on, on, until at a

cross-roads, he found a giant Tooth, as large as a man. Tooth asked,

"Where are you going?" Said he, "I'm going to seek a marriage at a

town of Njambu-ya-Mekuku." Then, with his axe in hand, he turned aside

from the path; chopped firewood, chop, chop, chop, chop, mbwâ! Then he

kindly carried a lot of it, and presented it to Tooth. He also opened

his bag, and taking out an ukima roll, laid it down at the feet of

Tooth; also a bundle of gourd-seeds, and laid it down; and then he

said, "I'm going." But the giant Tooth, pleased with him, said to him,

"Just wait!"

So, he waited; and, while waiting, said, "Ngalo! a fine house!" It

appeared there. "A table!" There! "Good food!" There! "Fine

drink!" There! They two ate, and drank, and had conversation together.

Tooth said to him, "Where you go, do not fear." It brought out from

its hut a water-gourd, and said, "I will not show you more, nor will

I tell you anything at all, but this Hova itself will tell you." Then

Tooth said to him, "Go well!"

The man took the Gourd and clung to it as if it was a treasure.

He started again on his journey, and had gone but a little way, when he

found Kuda-nuts in immense abundance. He took up one, drew his knife,

cracked the nut, and threw the kernel into his mouth. He stooped

again, and was about to pick up another, when the Gourd warned him,

"I! I!" So, he left the nuts.

He came on in his journey, and found in abundance wild Mangoes. He

took one, split it, and bit out a piece; and was about to add

another, when the warning came, "I! I!" So, he left the Mangoes;

yet his belly felt full. Still on his journey, thirst for water

seized him at a stream. He took his cup, plunged it into the water,

filled it, drank, and was about to take more, when the warning said,

"I! I!" And he left the water. Yet his belly felt full.

On his journey still, till he came to a large river. There he stood,

and listened, as he heard a boat-song, "Ayehe! âhe! âyehe! e!" There

passed by the sound of paddles, wom'! wom'! but he saw no person; nor

did he see any canoe. Gourd said to him, "Call!" Then he called out,

"Who are these? Bring me a canoe!" A voice replied, "Who are you?" He

answered, "I!" The canoe came nearer, its crew singing, singing, until

it grounded on the beach. He saw what seemed only a great log! Gourd

said to him, "Embark!" He got in. The crew also (apparently) got in

again; for, the sound of paddles was again heard, worom'! worom'!

Instead of going straight across the river, they pulled far up stream,

and then came all the way down again on the other side. As they came,

they were constantly keeping up the song, until they grounded at

the landing-place at that other side. Still he saw nothing of the

invisible boatmen, when he landed.

Ascending the bank of the stream, he saw a strange new town. He entered

its public reception-house, and sat down. As he was looking for some

one to come, a Horn came and sat on his lap, and then moved away. A

Bundle of Medicine came, sat, and moved away. A Bowl came and sat. A

Spear came and sat. All these Things saluted him. Behold! they were

the People of that Town (in disguise); but he saw none of them.

Gourd said to him, "Come and escort me into the back-yard." He at once

stepped out; and, when in the back-yard, It said. "Put me down." (It

had been carried suspended from his shoulder.) He put It down, standing

It at the foot of a plantain-stalk. Gourd making a leaf funnel,

dropped something into his eyes. His eyes suddenly, kaa! were opened,

and he saw everything, and all the people, and the whole street.

Returning to the house, he sat down. Maidens came. Such goodness as

you have scarcely known! Forms lovely to see!

The Chief of the town said, "Make ye food!" It was made at once. Then

one whom he chose was given him for his wife.

She and this young son-in-law were left sitting in the house. The

wife began to weep, saying to herself, "What will be his manner of

eating?" (a test to be applied to him as suitor). The Gourd called

him with a voice like the stroke of a bell, ngeng! He went out to

the Gourd, and It said to him, "When you shall eat, take one piece

of plantain, flesh of the fowl, and then dip one spoonful of the

udika (wild-mango gravy), put them in your mouth; and thou shalt say

unto her, 'Take; you may remove the food.' You shall see what will

happen." He did so. His wife laughed in her heart; and she went and

told her mother, "He is a person of sense." The towns-people said to

her, "What did he do?" She evasively said to them. "Let us see!"

In the evening, the father-in-law said to him, "You have found us here

in the midst of a work of garden-making for your mother-in-law." (A

man is always expected to do some work for his wife's mother.) He

said. "That's good, Father!"

Gourd called to him, and told him, "It is not a garden; it is an

entire forest; it is not planted; it is all wild country. But,

tomorrow, at daylight, early, you say to your wife that she must go

and show you. You must take one young plantain-set, and a machete,

and an axe. When you shall arrive there, then you shall say to

her, 'Go back!' And she will go back. Then, you will slash with the

machete, kwa! and leave it. You take also the axe and cut, ka! and say,

'Ngunga-O! Mekud' O! Makako ma dibake man­jeya-O!' You shall see what

will happen. Then you insert the plantain-set in the ground. Then

you set up a bellows, and work it. And you shall see what will happen."

(All that Garden-Plan was made by the townspeople in order that

he might weary of the task, and they then find excuse for killing

him. For they were Cannibals.)

At daybreak, he did so. He called his wife. He and she went on until

they came to the chosen spot. Said he, "Go back!" The woman went

back. He did just as he had been directed, as to the clearing, and

the felling, the incantation, and the planting. The plantains bore,

and ripened at once. Every kind of food developed in that very hour.

The man went back to the town, and sat down. They set before him food.

They sent a child to spy the garden. The child returned, excitedly

saying, "Men! the entire forest! with all such foods! only ripe

ones!" They said to him, "You're telling a falsehood!" And they said,

"Let another go and see." He went; and returned thence with a ripe

plantain held in his hand.

In the evening, the Chief said to him, "Sir! tomorrow, people will have

been filled with hunger for meat. A little pond of your mother-in-law

is over there. Tomorrow it is to be bailed out." (In order to get

the fish that would be left in the bottom pools.)

Gourd called him, ngeng! He went to It, and It said, "That is not a

pond, it is a great river, (like the Lobi at Batanga). However, when

you shall go, you must take one log up stream and one log down stream

(for a pretence of dams). You shall see what will happen. Then you

must bail only once, and say, 'Itata-O!' You shall see."

Next morning, he did so. And the whole river was drained; and the

fish were left in the middle, alone. He returned to the town, and

sat down. The people went to see; and, they were frightened at the

abundance of fish. For a whole month, fish were gathered; and fish

still were left.

The Chief went to call his townspeople, saying, "We will do nothing

to this fellow. Let him alone; for, you have tried him with every

test." They said, "Yes; and he has lingered here," (i.e., was no

longer a stranger; and therefore should not be eaten). But, they said,

"Tomorrow there will be only wrestling." (This was said deceitfully.)

In the evening, the father-in-law called him, saying, "Mbuma-tyetye,

tomorrow there is only wrestling. You have stayed long here. As you

are about to go away with my child, there is left only one thing more

that she wants to see, that is, the wrestling tomorrow."

Gourd called him, and said to him, "It is not only for wrestling. You

know the part of the village where is the Wrestling-Ground. There

is a big pit there. You will take care if you are near that pit;

and you must push them in."

In the evening, food was made, and soon it was ready. He and his wife

ate, and finished. They engaged in conversation. They took pleasure

over their love that night.

The next day, in the morning, very early, the drums, both the elimbi

and the common, began promptly to tell things in the street. (The

Elimbi is a specially made drum used to transmit information by

a system of signal strokes. News is thus carried very far and

very rapidly.) The Gourd called him, and handed him a leaf of

magic-medicine, to hold in his hand, saying, "Go; fear not!"

The townspeople began to shout back and forth a song (to arouse

enthusiasm). Two companies ranged on each side of the street,

singing. "Engolongolo! hâ! hâ! Engolongolo! hâ! hâ!"

"Engolongolo! hâ! hâ!

Engolongolo! hâ! hâ!"

Hearing their song as a challenge, the young man went out of the

house into the street. Up to this point, the strongest wrestler of the

town, named Ekwamekwa, was not with them; he was out in the forest,

felling trees.

When the towns-people saw the young man standing in the street, they

advanced as many as a hundred all at once. He laid his hands upon

them, and they all went back; he also went back. Soon he advanced

again, and his single opponent advanced. They two laid their hands

on each other's shoulders. The townspeople began another song, as if

in derision. "O! O! A! O! O! A! O! O! A!"

At once, he seized his opponent, and threw him into the pit. Thereupon,

his father-in-law shouted in commendation, "Iwâ!"

Another one came forward; Mbuma-tyetye advanced; and as they met

together, he took him, and threw him into the pit. Again the shout,

"Iwâ!"

The sisters of the two men in the pit began to cry. The others said

to the girls, "What are you doing? He shall die today! It is we who

shall eat those entrails today!" (Among cannibals, a choice portion.)

Another one was coming, and, as they met together, again the shout

of derision, "O! O! O! A! O! O! O! A! O! O! O! A!" But, at one fling,

Mbuma-tyetye cast him into the pit. "Iwâ" was repeated.

The sister of him who was thrown thus into the pit began to cry. The

people rebuked her, "Mbâbâ! mbâbâ! Join in the singing!"

Another one was coming; Mbuma-tyetye advanced; and as they came

together, he lifted him, holding him by the foot. The singers, to

encourage their man, said responsively, "Dikubwe! Dikubwe! Fear not

an elephant with his tusks! Take off! take off!" Mbuma-tyetye lifted

him, and promptly pushed him down into the pit, with a thud, 'kodom'!

The people began to call out anxiously, "We-e! we-e! O! They are

overcome! They are overcome! O! Some one must go hastily, and call

Ekwamekwa, and tell him that people are being destroyed in the town,

and he must come quickly."

Some one got up, and ran to call Ekwamekwa, wailing as he went,

"Iyâ! Iyâ! Iyâ! Ekwamekwa, iyâ-O! Come! People are exterminated in

the town!"

He heard with one ear (i.e. at once). He snatched up his machete and

axe, saying, "What is it?" The messenger repeated, "Come! a being

from above has destroyed many a one in the town!"

The man Ekwamekwa, full of boasting, said, "Is it possible there is no

man in the town?" He came, already shaking the muscles of his chest,

pwâ! pwâ (a custom with native wrestlers, as a lion his mane). His

muscles were quivering with rage, nyâ! nyâ! nyâ!

The drums, both the elimbi-telegraph and the common, were being beaten,

and were sounding without intermission. The singers were shouting;

the wrestlers' bodies had perspiration flowing from them. The noise

of the people, of the telegraph drums and other drums, and sticks

(sticks beating time) were rattling kwa! kwa! kwa!

As Ekwamekwa appeared, the women and children raised their shrill

voices. The shouters yelled, "A! lâ! lâ! lâ! â!"

Mbuma-tyetye advanced at once. He and Ekwamekwa laid hold of

one another, and alternately pressed each other backward and

forward. The one tried tricks to trip the other, and the other

tried the same. Ekwamekwa held him, and was about to throw him on

the ground. The other jumped to one side, and stood, his muscles

quivering, po! po! po! tensely. Ekwamekwa seized him about the waist

and loins. The people all were saying, "Let no one shout!" (lest

Ekwamekwa be confused). They said, "Make no noise! He is soon going

to be eaten!" And it was a woman who said, "Get ready the kettle!"

Ekwamekwa still held him by the loins. So, they called out, "Down

with him! Down with him!" But Mbuma-tyetye shouted, "I'm here!" He

put his foot behind Ekwamekwa's leg, and lifted him, and threw him

into the pit, kodom!

Then there was a shout of distress by the people, "A! â! â! â!" and

Ekwamekwa called out, "Catch him! catch him!" Mbuma-tyetye, lifting

his feet, ran to his father-in-law's end of the town, and all the men

came after him. His father-in-law protected him, and said to them,

"You can do nothing with this stranger!"

At night, the Chief said to him, "Sir, you may go away tomorrow."

At daybreak, food was cooked. The Chief Njambu-ya-Mekuku, put his

daughters into large chests. In one was a lame one; another, covered

with skin disease; and another, with a crooked nose; and others,

with other defects in other chests, each in her own chest. But,

he put the wife into a poor chest all dirty outside with droppings

of fowls, and human excrement, and ashes. In it also, he placed a

servant and all kinds of fine clothing. Then said he to Mbuma-tyetye,

"Choose which chest contains your wife."

The Gourd at once called him, and It said to him, "Lift me up!" It

whispered to him, "The chest which is covered with dirt and filth,

it is the one which contains your wife. Even if they say, 'Ha! ha! he

has had all his trouble for nothing; he has left his wife,' do you

nevertheless carry it, and go on with your journey."

He came to the spot where the chests were. The Chief said

again, "Choose, from the chests, the one which contains your

wife." Mbuma-tyetye picked up the poor one. They shouted. But, he

at once started on his journey, and on, until he came to the river,

stepped into a canoe, paddled to the other side, landed, and went on,

carrying the chest. Almost in an instant (by his magic Ngalo) he was at

the place of the Great Tooth. It asked, "How is it there?" He replied,

"Good!" The Gourd, in leaving, reported to Its mother, the Tooth,

"A fine fellow, that person there!"

He went on with his journey, his feet treading firmly. Almost with

one stride (by aid of his Ngalo), in the twinkling of eyes, he was

near the spring at his own town.

Then he said, "Now let me open the chest here!" On his opening it,

a maiden attended by her servant came stepping out, arrayed in the

clothing which had been placed in the chest for her dress. One's eyes

would ache at sight of her silks, and the fine form of her person. And

you or any other one could say, "Yes! you are a bride! truly a bride!"

Two young women rose up in the town to go to the spring to dip up

water. They were just about to come to the spring, when they saw their

brother and his wife and her servant. They two went back together

rapidly to the town, saying, "Well! if there isn't the woman whom

Mbuma-tyetye has married! They are two women and himself!"

The town emptied itself to go and meet them on the path. His father

took powder and guns, with which to announce the arrival; and cannon

were roaring. When the young woman came and stood there in the street,

there was only shouting and shouting, in admiration.

Another brother, named Njâ, when he came to see her, was so impressed

to get a wife like her, that, without waiting for the salutations to be

made, he said to his mother, "My mother! make for me my mekima, too."

Mbuma-tyetye entered into the house, he and his wife. At once hot water

was set before them, and they went to bathe. When they had finished,

they entered the public Reception-Room. Njâ, impatient to get away

and, in impolite haste, said, "Now, for my journey!" His brother

advised him, "First wait; let me tell you how the way is." He replied,

"Not so!" And he started off on his journey.

The others sat down to tell, and to hear the news. They told

Mbuma-tyetye the affairs of the town; and he responded as to how

he had come. When he had completely finished, he was welcomed,

"Iye! Oka! oka-O! But now, sit down and stay."

Now, when Njâ had gone, he met the two Millepedes fighting. He

exclaimed, "By my father Njambu! what is this?" He stood

there with laughter, "Kye! kye! kye!" He clapped his hands,

"Kwâ! kwâ! You! there! let me pass!" They asked, "Give us an ukima." He

stood laughing, kwa! kwa! saying, "I will see this today! Food that

is eaten by a human being! Is it so that they have teeth? As I see it,

they, having no mouths, how can they eat?" But he opened his food-bag,

took an ukima, and gave them a small piece. They rebuked him for

his meanness, and laid a curse on him, "Aye! You will not reach the

end." He responded, "I won't reach my end, eh? Humph! I'm going on

my journey!" He left them; and they grabbed at the very little piece

of ukima he had given them.

He cried out, "Journey!" and went on both by day and by night,

traveling until he met the two Snakes fighting. He derided them,

and took a club, and was about to strike them, when they cursed him,

"You will not reach the end!" However, he gave them, at their request,

an ukima, and passed on. As he turned to go, and was leaving them,

they made signs behind him, repeating their curse, "He will not reach

safely!" And they added, "He has no good sense; let us leave him."

He still cried out, "Journey!" and went on to that place of

Ihonga-na-Ihonga whose size filled all the width of the way. He

made a shout, raising it very loud, and repeated his exclamation,

"By my father, Njambu! Thou who hast begotten me, thou hast not seen

such as this!" Tooth asked, "Where are you going?" He, astonished,

exclaimed, "Ah! It can talk! Alas! for me!" And he added a shout

again, with laughter, "Kwati! kwati! kwati!" It spoke and said,

"Please, split for me fire-wood." He replied, "What will fire-wood

do for you?" He, however, split the wood hastily, ko! ko! ke! and

left it in a pile. It said, "Leave me an ukima." He responded, "Yes;

let me see what It will do with it now!" He opened his food-bag,

and laid an ukima down disrespectfully, and said, "Eat! let me see!"

Tooth said to him, "Sleep here!" Said he, "If I sleep here, what

is there for me to sit on?" It replied only, "Sleep here!" He said,

"Yes!" Then he invoked his Ngalo, "A seat!" It appeared, and he sat

down. In the evening, he invoked, "Ngalo, a house!" It appeared. "A

bed!" It appeared. "A table!" It appeared. "Food!" It was set out. He

ate, but did not offer any to Tooth, and fell into a deep sleep.

At daybreak, he was given water to wash his face, and food; and

he ate it. Then the Tooth said to him, "Now, this is a Hova; go;

the Hova will tell you what you should do." Said he sarcastically

"Good! a good thing!" And he started on his journey. But, when he

was gone, he despised the Gourd, and said to himself, "What can this

water-jar do for me? I shall leave it here." And he laid it down

at the foot of a Buda tree. There were many kuda (nuts of the Buda)

lying on the ground. He prepared a seat, and sat down. He gathered

the kuda nuts in one place. He took up a nut, broke it, threw its

kernel into his mouth, and chewed it. He picked up another one, and

was going to break it. Gourd warningly said, "I! I!" He replied,

"Is it that you want me to give it to you?" Gourd answered only,

"I-I!" And he said, "But, then, your 'I! I!' what is it for?" He

broke many of the nuts, taking them up quickly; and finished eating

all. And still his stomach felt empty, as if he had eaten nothing.

He then said, "The Journey!" He started, still carrying with him the

Gourd, going on, on, until he came to the Bwibe tree (wild mango). That

Bwibe was sweet. He collected the mibe fruits, and began to split

them. He split many in a pile, and then said, "Now! let me suck!" He

sucked them all, but he felt no sense of repletion, although the Gourd

had warned him. He took the skins of the mibe fruit, and angrily thrust

them inside the Gourd's mouth, saying, "Eat! You who have no teeth,

what makes you say I must not eat? But, take you!"

He goes on with his journey. And he found water. He took his

drinking-vessel, plunged it into the water, dipped, put it to

his mouth, drank, and drained the vessel. He wanted more, plunged

the vessel, and drank, draining the vessel. He took more again,

disregarding the warnings of Gourd. The water said to him, "Here am I,

I remain myself." (i.e. I will not satisfy you.) He gave up drinking,

and started his journey again, journeying, journeying, crossed some

small creeks, and passed clear on, until he came to the River. As he

listened, he heard songs passing by. He said to himself. "Now! those

who sing, where are they?"

The Gourd spoke to him, saying, "Call for the canoe!" He replied,

"How shall I call for a canoe, while I see no people?" Gourd repeated

to him, "Call!" Then he shouted out, "You, bring me the canoe!" Voices

asked, "Who art thou?" He answered, "I! Njâ!" Some of the voices said,

"Come! let us ferry him across." Others said, "No!" But the rest

answered, "Come on!" Then they entered their canoe, laid hold of

their paddles, and came singing,

"Kapi, madi, madi, sa!

Kapi, mada, mada, sa!"

And they came to the landing. He saw nothing but what seemed a log,

and exclaimed, "How shall I embark in a log, while there is neither

paddle, nor a person for a crew?" But Gourd directed him, "Embark!" So,

he went in the log. They paddled, and brought him to the other side. He

jumped ashore, and stood for a moment. Then he moved on with the

journey, walking on to a certain town (that town of the Spirits). He

saw nobody, but entered into the public Reception-House, and sat down.

Gourd spoke to him, saying, "Come, and escort me to the back-yard." He

curtly answered, "Yes." He carried It, and stood It at the foot of a

plantain stalk. Then he went back to the Reception-House and sat down.

A Bundle of Medicines came to salute him, and was about to sit on his

lap. He jumped up saying, "What is this?" He sat down again. Another

Bundle fell on his lap. He exclaimed, "Hump! what is that?" The Bundle

being displeased, replied, "You will not come to the end." (i.e. you

will not have a successful journey.)

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