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pathetic look of Wangla head receiving procession, dance |
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Around noon the Wangla men come to fetch their portion of the Pangsha heads. When I saw them I thought that I didn't lose much because of the rain. They are a pathetic looking lot, dirty and covered with miserable looking rags from the plains, and with few attractive headdresses, usually made up from small plaited hats and some cheap feathers of the small hornbill bird and other birds. They dance a few times around the open space in camp and then, still dancing, they move on towards the village. But soon the procession stops and the head, which has been plaited into a small basket is set onto the path. The two Benbas give it rice beer and sacrifice a small chick. |
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(100) Then the men go on faster to the Ang's house, shouting rough warriors' cries, the head is hung up on a tree amidst the stones and the men are dancing around this tree. Then they beat the drum, the people of the Ang morung in the latter, while the young men of the lower morung do it in the Ang's house. After not too long this part of the ceremony is past and the people of the lower morung go down to play on their own drum. |
