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Updated: June 8, 2025
I had never known such a heart-rending exhibition of grief. But the sorrow of these friends of Aumia was not genuine. It could not be; it was too dramatic. When they left the house the mourners laughed and lit cigarettes and pipes.
Literally he said, "Aumia is dead and gone below," for the Marquesans locate the spirit world below the earth's surface, as they do the soul below the belt. The wailing was accompanied shortly by a sound of hammering on boards. "The corpse goes into the coffin," said Exploding Eggs. The first nail had been driven but a moment after Aumia's last breath.
Death of Aumia; funeral chant and burial customs; causes for the death of a race. On the paepae of a poor cabin near my own lived two women, Aumia and Taipi, in the last stages of consumption. Aumia had been, only a few months earlier, the beauty of the island. "She was one of the gayest," said Haabunai, "but the pokoko has taken her."
"Aumia is able to eat pig, and yet they have made her grave," I said.
I stopped every day to chat a moment with Aumia, and to bring her the jam or marmalade she liked, and was too poor to buy from the trader's store. She asked me this day if I had seen her grave. She had heard I had visited the cemetery, and I must describe it to her. It was the grave over which Le Moine and I had crouched from the storm.
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