Book,  chapter

1    3,   10|  the parents and friends of deceased warriors, the women especially,
2    3,   10| exactness the tattoo of the deceased. But now their tombs would
3    3,   11|     sobs. They lamented the deceased with a plaintive rhythm
4    3,   11|  propitiate the soul of the deceased, whose wrath might strike
5    3,   11|    arms and clothing of the deceased. Nothing was omitted for
6    3,   13|     and achievements of the deceased. Strings of amulets, made
7    3,   13|     handsomely done for the deceased chief; the amount of provisions
8    3,   13|   begin their attack on the deceased chief’s stores. Glenarvan