Everybody wanted to give us things. The evening I arrived I received a present from one of the headmen, of three live chickens, and the next day, as we were picking our way through the native village, another man ran after me and, very graciously and gracefully, presented me with two fresh eggs. We learned to say “ mapud ,” which means “good,” and, in connection with smiles and gestures, found it served us famously for all purposes of social intercourse.