{"id":"01KG8AKMH5MM8H6FEKYZZBKHQX","cid":"bafkreidhbl6bdqvpz2nbqg5i5gq2sl2oiezddhoqkjuqv4ojw4ovrxhnyq","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":951,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:09.927Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 1","source_file":"01KG89J1954N2G0NAERBNJXEX9","start_line":867,"text":"CHAPTER VII.\r\nThey Visit The Lake Of Yammo\r\n\r\n\r\nFrom the Morai, we bent our steps toward an unoccupied arbor; and here,\r\nrefreshing ourselves with the viands presented by Borabolla, we passed\r\nthe night. And next morning proceeded to voyage round to the opposite\r\nquarter of the island; where, in the sacred lake of Yammo, stood the\r\nfamous temple of Oro, also the great gallery of the inferior deities.\r\n\r\nThe lake was but a portion of the smooth lagoon, made separate by an\r\narm of wooded reef, extending from the high western shore of the\r\nisland, and curving round toward a promontory, leaving a narrow channel\r\nto the sea, almost invisible, however, from the land-locked interior.\r\n\r\nIn this lake were many islets, all green with groves. Its main-shore\r\nwas a steep acclivity, with jutting points, each crowned with mossy old\r\naltars of stone, or ruinous temples, darkly reflected in the green,\r\nglassy water; while, from its long line of stately trees, the low\r\nreef-side of the lake looked one verdant bluff.\r\n\r\nGliding in upon Yammo, its many islets greeted us like a little Mardi;\r\nbut ever and anon we started at long lines of phantoms in the water,\r\nreflections of the long line of images on the shore.\r\n\r\nToward the islet of Dolzono we first directed our way; and there we\r\nbeheld the great gallery of the gods; a mighty temple, resting on one\r\nhundred tall pillars of palm, each based, below the surface, on the\r\nburied body of a man; its nave one vista of idols; names carved on\r\ntheir foreheads: Ogre, Tripoo, Indrimarvoki, Parzillo, Vivivi,\r\nJojijojorora, Jorkraki, and innumerable others.\r\n\r\nCrowds of attendants were new-grouping the images.\r\n\r\n“My lord, you behold one of their principal occupations,” said Mohi.\r\n\r\nSaid Media: “I have heard much of the famed image of Mujo, the Nursing\r\nMother;—can you point it out, Braid-Beard?”\r\n\r\n“My lord, when last here, I saw Mujo at the head of this file; but they\r\nmust have removed it; I see it not now.”\r\n\r\n“Do these attendants, then,” said Babbalanja, “so continually\r\nnew-marshal the idols, that visiting the gallery to-day, you are at a\r\nloss to-morrow?”\r\n\r\n“Even so,” said Braid-Beard. “But behold, my lord, this image is Mujo.”\r\n\r\nWe stood before an obelisk-idol, so towering, that gazing at it, we\r\nwere fain to throw back our heads. According to Mohi, winding stairs\r\nled up through its legs; its abdomen a cellar, thick-stored with gourds\r\nof old wine; its head, a hollow dome; in rude alto-relievo, its scores\r\nof hillock-breasts were carved over with legions of baby deities,\r\nfrog-like sprawling; while, within, were secreted whole litters of\r\ninfant idols, there placed, to imbibe divinity from the knots of the\r\nwood.\r\n\r\nAs we stood, a strange subterranean sound was heard, mingled with a\r\ngurgling as of wine being poured. Looking up, we beheld, through\r\narrow-slits and port-holes, three masks, cross-legged seated in the\r\nabdomen, and holding stout wassail. But instantly upon descrying us,\r\nthey vanished deeper into the interior; and presently was heard a\r\nsepulchral chant, and many groans and grievous tribulations.\r\n\r\nPassing on, we came to an image, with a long anaconda-like posterior\r\ndevelopment, wound round and round its own neck.\r\n\r\n“This must be Oloo, the god of Suicides,” said Babbalanja.\r\n\r\n“Yes,” said Mohi, “you perceive, my lord, how he lays violent tail upon\r\nhimself.”\r\n\r\nAt length, the attendants having, in due order, new-deposed the long\r\nlines of sphinxes and griffins, and many limbed images, a band of them,\r\nin long flowing robes, began their morning chant.\r\n\r\n“Awake Rarni! awake Foloona!\r\nAwake unnumbered deities!”\r\n\r\n\r\nWith many similar invocations, to which the images made not the\r\nslightest rejoinder. Not discouraged, however, the attendants now\r\nseparately proceeded to offer up petitions on behalf of various tribes,\r\nretaining them for that purpose.\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 1"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJNK0P10WKM3VB2S7JMWA","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1954N2G0NAERBNJXEX9","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKMH9Q8TQNCH496KHNPHY","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:10.789Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:19.371Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}