276 GOLDEN GATE TO GOLDEN SUN
" Oh, mother, now you will bury me,
You love the gold more than you love me.
How foolish that you do not keep me for a slave!
In vain you brought me up. You are satisfied with the gold that you receive for me, oh, mother,
But what will you do when you are ill?
Who will then care for your body. . .
The song is a triumph of self-pity, and it is more than likely that the little bride, looking about her, puts a good deal of heart into her mourning. She receives a gift at each housea gold or silver, cloth or pig meat.
Another essential of the ceremony is that the mother of the groom gives to the bride a new and beautiful name : String of Gold, Bud of Silver, or something equally fanciful. The ceremony is concluded by the bride and groom, in festive garments, standing in front of their ancestor images, while the chief or priest knocks their heads together. When she is lifted into the house of the groom, a baby boy is waved before the bride, and the chief prays that she may be blessed with many sons.
The experiences in South Nias were topped by a visit to two kings whose realms lay on the mountain flats back of Telok Delama King Si Dofa, in the kampong Hilidjihoeno, seven hundred feet above the sea, and King Wakil, the Nine Flamed One, whose village, Bawamataloewo, lies at an altitude of eleven hundred feet.
It is a part of these incredible times that we set out in an automobilea the Resident, the Major and