I filed my teeth, and I became a man.
"From that day I ranked among the warriors, and, as soon as my wounds were healed, I went out to battle.

In three fights I had gained five skulls, and when I returned they weighed me out gold.

I then had a house and wives, and my father appointed me a Caboceer.

I wore the plume of eagle and ostrich feathers, my dress was covered with fetishes, I pulled on the boots with bells, and with my bow and arrows slung on my back, my spear and blunderbuss, my knives and my double-handed sword, I led the men to battle and brought back skulls and slaves.

Everyone trembled at my name, and, if my father threatened to send me out, gold-dust covered the floor of his hall of council--Now, I boil the kettle for the young gentlemen! "There was one man I liked.