This folktale from Calabar tells the tale of Okun Archibong, who killed his wife and thus started a tribal war.
Okun Archibong was one of King Archibong’s slaves, who lived on a farm near Calabar. He was a hunter, and used to kill bush buck and other kinds of antelopes and many monkeys.
The skins he used to dry in the sun , and when they were properly cured, he used to sell them in the market; the monkey skins were used for making drums, and the antelope skins were used for sitting mats. The flesh, after it had been well smoked over a wood fire, he also sold, but he did not make much money.
Okun Archibong married a slave woman of Duke’s house named Nkoyo. He paid a small dowry, took his wife home to his farm, and in the dry season time she had a son.
About four months after the birth of the child Nkoyo started taking him to the farm while her husband hunting. She placed the little boy under a shady tree and went about clearing the ground for the yams which would be planted about two months before the rains. While she was working a big ape used to come from the forest and play with the little boy; he would carry the boy up a tree, and brought it back when Nkoyo had finished her work.
There was a hunter named Edem Effiong who had for a long time been in love with Nkoyo, and had made advances to her, but she would have nothing to do with him, as she was very fond of her husband. When she had her little child Effiong Edem was very jealous, and meeting her one day on the farm without her baby, he said: “Where is your baby?” And she replied that a big ape had taken it up a tree and was looking after it for her. When Effiong Edem saw that the ape was a big one, he made up his mind to tell Nkoyo’s husband.
The very next day Edem Effiong told Okun Archibong that he had seen his wife in the forest with a big ape. Okun Archibong made up his mind to kill the ape. The next day he went with the other hunter to the farm and saw the ape up a tree playing with his son, so he took very careful aim and shot the ape, but it was not quite killed. It was so angry, and its strength was so great, that it tore the child limb from limb and threw it to the ground.
This so enraged Okun Archibong that seeing his wife standing near he shot her also. He then ran home and told King Archibong what had taken place. This king was very brave and fond of fighting, and because he knew that King Duke would be certain to make war upon him, he immediately called in all his fighting men.
When he was quite prepared King Archibong sent a messenger to tell King Duke what had happened. King Duke was very angry, and sent the messenger back to King Archibong to say that he must surrender the hunter to him, so that he could kill him in any way he pleased. This Archibong refused to do, and said he would rather fight. Both sides met and fought in the market square. Thirty of Duke’s men were killed, and twenty fell on Archibong’s side; but King Duke was driven back.
When the fighting was at its hottest the other chiefs sent out all the Egbo men with drums and stopped the fight, and the next day the palaver was tried in Egbo house. King Archibong was found guilty, and was ordered to pay six thousand rods to King Duke. He refused to pay this amount to Duke, and said he would rather go on fighting.
They were about to commence fighting again when the whole country rose up and demanded an end to the hostilities. Archibong said to Duke that the woman’s death was not really the fault of his slave Okun Archibong, but of Effiong Edem.
Duke agreed to leave the whole matter to the chiefs to decide, and Effiong Edem was called to take his place on the stone. He was tried and found guilty, and two Egbos came out armed with cutting whips and gave him two hundred lashes on his bare back, and then cut off his head and sent it to Duke, who placed it before his Ju Ju.
From that time all apes and monkeys have been frightened of human beings; even of little children. The Egbos also passed a law that a chief should not allow one of his men slaves to marry a woman slave of another house, as it would probably lead to fighting.
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