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    Chapter Twenty-three

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    CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

    THE FEAST OF CALABASHES

    THE whole population of the valley seemed to be gathered within
    the precincts of the grove. In the distance could be seen the
    long front of the Ti, its immense piazza swarming with men,
    arrayed in every variety of fantastic costume, and all
    vociferating with animated gestures; while the whole interval
    between it and the place where I stood was enlivened by groups of
    females fancifully decorated, dancing, capering, and uttering
    wild exclamations. As soon as they descried me they set up a
    shout of welcome; and a band of them came dancing towards me,
    chanting as they approached some wild recitative. The change in
    my garb seemed to transport them with delight, and clustering
    about me on all sides, they accompanied me towards the Ti. When
    however we drew near it these joyous nymphs paused in their
    career, and parting on either side, permitted me to pass on to
    the now densely thronged building.

    So soon as I mounted to the pi-pi I saw at a glance that the
    revels were fairly under way.

    What lavish plenty reigned around?--Warwick feasting his
    retainers with beef and ale, was a niggard to the noble
    Mehevi!--All along the piazza of the Ti were arranged elaborately
    carved canoe-shaped vessels, some twenty feet in length, tied
    with newly made poee-poee, and sheltered from the sun by the
    broad leaves of the banana. At intervals were heaps of green
    bread-fruit, raised in pyramidical stacks, resembling the regular
    piles of heavy shot to be seen in the yard of an arsenal.
    Inserted into the interstices of the huge stones which formed the
    pi-pi were large boughs of trees; hanging from the branches of
    which, and screened from the sun by their foliage, were
    innumerable little packages with leafy coverings, containing the
    meat of the numerous hogs which had been slain, done up in this
    manner to make it more accessible to the crowd. Leaning against
    the railing on the piazza were an immense number of long, heavy
    bamboos, plugged at the lower end, and with their projecting
    muzzles stuffed with a wad of leaves. These were filled with
    water from the stream, and each of them might hold from four to
    five gallons.

    The banquet being thus spread, naught remained but for everyone
    to help himself at his pleasure. Accordingly not a moment passed
    but the transplanted boughs I have mentioned were rifled by the
    throng of the fruit they certainly had never borne before.
    Calabashes of poee-poee were continually being replenished from
    the extensive receptacle in which that article was stored, and
    multitudes of little fires were kindled about the Ti for the
    purpose of roasting the bread-fruit.

    Within the building itself was presented a most
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