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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
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Following it up, he would crunch at it again savagely for a moment, and then next knock it on one side, pausing immediately after, as if wondering how it could so suddenly have disappeared.

In this way the persecuted cocoanuts were often chased half across the valley.
The second day of the Feast of Calabashes was ushered in by still more uproarious noises than the first.

The skins of innumerable sheep seemed to be resounding to the blows of an army of drummers.

Startled from my slumbers by the din, I leaped up, and found the whole household engaged in making preparations for immediate departure.

Curious to discover of what strange events these novel sounds might be the precursors, and not a little desirous to catch a sight of the instruments which produced the terrific noise, I accompanied the natives as soon as they were in readiness to depart for the Taboo Groves.
The comparatively open space that extended from the Ti toward the rock, to which I have before alluded as forming the ascent to the place, was, with the building itself, now altogether deserted by the men; the whole distance being filled by bands of females, shouting and dancing under the influence of some strange excitement.
I was amused at the appearance of four or five old women who, in a state of utter nudity, with their arms extended flatly down their sides, and holding themselves perfectly erect, were leaping stiffly into the air, like so many sticks bobbing to the surface, after being pressed perpendicularly into the water.


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