Journal of Edwin H. Bryan, Jr. while with the Whitney Expedition of the American Museum of Natural History on the schooner France, February to October 1924
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Yaqona (Yang-gona) Ceremony. In the evening was greatly honored by the Buli Lovoni and young men by being accorded a full Yaqona ceremony, such as is given for high chiefs, the governor and the king of England. It was a replica of the ceremony at Nasova. First the mixer of the Yaqona, who was all togged out in fancy liku, and strings of flowers and leaves, announced that the Yaqona was about to be made. Then the mixer of the Yaqona places the powered root in the bowl. An assistant adds water and the liquor is mixed and strained. Each straining is accompanied by a chant. The chant is begun by one native (leader), a second joining in after a few bars and the whole company chanting before the end of each verse. The chant verse pauses as the strainer is shaken and begins again with the next straining. When the mixing and straining is completed the mixer claps his hands and the "server" suddenly appears from outside. He is even more gorgeously arrayed in liku and garlands. The chant is repeated once more as the server takes the first bowl and with great grace and bodily rigidness holds it aloft and slowly assumes a squat positionl always holding the bowl at arms length. It is them carried to the person to be honored, (in this case to me) and a portion is poured from the large coconut shell into a small drinking shell. As the Yaqona is served the whole assembly repeats a ritual in chorus, and as it is drunk they clap in unison until the drinking (which is supposed to be done slowly) is finished. Then, as the empty bowl is tossed with a spin to the mat covered floor they all shout "matha" ("empty" or "dry") and applaud the emptying of the bowl. After this had been done twice for our benefit, four of the girls performed a meke. They were attired in red blouses, white lavalava and wreaths and fiber ribbons. The chanting and movements were well done, but of the now familiar type (see account at Oneata). I presented each with a shilling