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But, perhaps, the less said about this horrible spectacle the better.

With a yell, several warriors leaped into each trench and stuck spears through the big "joints." And the moment the roasted carcasses were taken out of the trenches the whole tribe literally fell upon them and tore them limb from limb.

I saw mothers with a leg or an arm surrounded by plaintive children, who were crying for their portion of the fearsome dainty.
Others, who were considered to have taken more than their share, were likewise fallen upon and their "joint" subdivided and hacked to pieces with knives made from shells.