The author’s wife is pictured with the tribe on the eve of a feast.  She gallantly opposed including the five captives in the photograph, arguing that it was unseemly to show civilized women in a state of undress.  The chief was insistent that they be included because they represented the spoils of a bold raid on a nearby settlement, and he only laughed at the suggestion of covering their womanly parts with blankets.  He found the idea of clothing “sows” most amusing.  Early the next morning, the author and his wife were awakened by frantic screaming and impassioned begging as the tribeswomen began the process of cooking the captives.  By midday, the ordeal of the unfortunate women was over, and by evening, all that remained was a large pile of bones and a collection of trophies.