CHAPTER VIII
AMONG THE BAFILO FOLK
The native market at Bafilo--Native sweetmeats--Cowries as currency--A native barber shaving a baby's head--Togo boys playing at the West African equivalent of pitch and toss--A woman's dance that out-tangos the tango--Native baskets at a farthing apiece--Hyenas--I am nearly bitten by a puff-adder--A leopard--Early stables--Filming again--A glut of supers--A "woman palaver"--One of our people abducts a native girl--His punishment--I read the girl a lecture--But make little impression--"He gave me these"--A drunken native--I intercede for him with his chief--Wild tribes from the Kabre Mountains--Nude but modest--The shy girl and her bag of salt--A native falls in love with me--Beautiful native work--I buy a cloak of native manufacture--Good-bye to Bafilo 97-107