Carl Lumholtz,
Among Cannibals: An Account of Four Years' Travels in Australia and of Camp Life With the…
(1889)
“ When the sun’s last rays disappear from the horizon there is a pause until the moon rises, when the dancing begins in earnest and may last all night; but, not satisfied with the pale light of the moon, they kindle a large camp fire, the red flames of which, mingling with the white light of the moon, produce a strange fantastic effect. Toward morning they took a little rest, but before dawn I was again awakened by their monotonous song and clattering. When the sun rises it becomes too hot to dance.The natives are wonderfully frugal in their eating at their festivals. ”
