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them all a little present, but their eyes seemed to become fixed 

 on his coat, where he had some society badge. They wanted 

 that more than anything. He finally gave it to them, and they 

 carried it back to Africa. 



This brief and incomplete statement in regard to these peo- 

 ples serves to illustrate what I wanted to bring out, which is 

 that the St. Louis Fair differed from all the other fairs that we 

 have had, in this principal particular. 



Just as you leave these tribes you come to fifteen different 

 villages of Indians, representing every grade among our own 

 inhabitants, both here and in Mexico. There was the wigwam 

 and the squaw, and the Indian chief and the scalping knife, 

 represented just as they are represented to be when at home in 

 their native haunts. There they were, living, eating, smoking, 

 and shouting, just as they do at home. 



I had a very interesting experience one day. President 

 Francis of the Exposition Company made up a party, and I, 

 very fortunately, happened to make one of it. The party was 

 to pay a visit to the Philippine village. Upon that occasion it 

 was my fortune to see a chief of one of these painted, beaded 

 Indians going to make a first visit to the Filipinos, and if I 

 ever saw one person look down upon another, it was this Indian 

 chief, as he saw the poor, degraded Filipinos. They were 

 giving their war dance and going through some of their exer- 

 cises, showing what their national sports were, and as he stood 

 and observed them he wrapped his blanket around him and 

 looked down with the most dignified condescension you ever 

 saw. The Philippine village covers about forty acres of land. 

 There were six villages, and they represented something which 

 was entirely new in this country. They represented different 

 tribes and families of every class and every grade of the Filip- 

 inos, from the lowest to the aristocracy. Some of them 

 showed a good deal of intelligence, and, of course, the more 

 intelligent ones will not have anything to do with the others. 

 The lowest were the Igorrotes, called the head-hunters, and 

 they believe in themselves just as firmly as the high-grade ones 

 believe in their habits and institutions. They have one goal, 

 towards which every one of their tribe sets his face. It is their 

 ambition, and you can at once test their standard of civilization 

 by knowing what that one goal is. It is to kill three men under 

 different circumstances and to place their heads upon a pole in 



