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We went through many villages, the inhabitants of which were also going to the fête; we crossed over mountains, forests, torrents, and at last, at break of day, we reached Laganguilan y Madalag. This small town was the scene of much rejoicing. On all sides the sound of the gong and tom-tom were heard.

When all the assistants had taken their places, a champion of Laganguilan y Madalag took one of the heads and presented it to the chiefs of the town, who showed it to all the assistants, making a long speech comprehending many praises for the conquerors. This discourse being over, the warrior took up the head, divided it with strokes of his hatchet, and took out the brains.

The following morning, before dawn, our hosts began to descend from their high regions, and we left our temporary abode, to make preparations for our departure. I had resided long enough at Laganguilan y Madalag; I was desirous of visiting Manabo, a large village, situated at a short distance from Laganguilan.

The inhabitants of Palan hearing this news screamed with joy; it was quite a tumult when they heard that a fête would be given in commemoration of the success at Laganguilan y Madalag. All wished to be present men, women, children; all desired to go to it. But the chiefs chose a certain number of warriors, some women, and a great many young girls: they made their preparations and set out.

Description of my House at Jala-Jala Storms, Gales, and Earthquakes Reforming the Banditti Card-playing Tagal Cock-fighting Skirmishes with Robbers Courage of my Wife Our Domestic Happiness Visits from Europeans Their Astonishment at our Civilisation Visit to a Sick Friend at Manilla Tour through the Provinces of the Ilocos and Pangasinan Indians My Reception by the Tinguians Their Appearance and Habits Manners and Customs Indian Fête at Laganguilan y Madalag Horrible Ceremonies to Celebrate a Victory Songs and Dances Our Night-watch We Explore our Cabin Discovery of a Secret Well Tomb of the Tinguian Indians.

He will be put in a niche, or aperture, in the wall, where already his deceased relatives' remains are deposited, and then all is over." This hole, thought I, must be similar to the one I went into the other night at Laganguilan. The explanation that I had just received completely satisfied me, and I did not request to be present again at the ceremony.

Whoever possesses and can exhibit to the public a certain number of china vases is considered a chief. These jars constitute all the wealth of the Tinguians. We were still conversing about the natives of the country when we reached Manabo. My guide had scarcely ceased talking all the way from Laganguilan.