ABSTRACT
Ngidulu, o f Nunbalabag village (Bitu region), was the best o f my informants. His name means “ Laziness ” , and never did a name fit the individual better-and yet, this is true only in a physical sense, for I never ceased to wonder at the activity o f his mind, at his intelligence, at his keen insight into motives and men, at his all-embracing knowledge o f Ifugao lore generally, and o f the remarkably intricate religion, folklore, and adat in particular. Most o f all his memory, although it was probably only slightly above the Ifugao average, astounded me over and over. He would be telling about a visit thirty years ago to an agamang. “ Who was in that agamang ? ” I would ask. Then he would enumerate. Rarely would he have to hesitate a moment before recalling the names o f at least all the larger girls and boys, and this he could do for any agamang he had ever visited. Not only this, but he knew much o f the genealogy and the complicated net o f interrelationship o f almost all the people in the whole reach o f the valley from Ligauwe to Amganad.
