GEORGETOWN. 



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Another picture is the coolie in his loose, white garments 

 and turban and his sinewy, bare, brown legs. He gazes at 

 you as calmly and as unmoved as though you were not. 

 Even the lowest coolie bears about him this unconscious dig- 

 nity of an ancient race and a civilization that was old when 

 we were but beginning. 



FIG. 59. COOLIE WOMAN AND NEGRESS. 



The coolie women make a vivid spot of color in our 

 pageant like some glowing tropical flower. Many of them 

 are beautiful in feature and all are graceful in bearing. 

 There never were women who so perfectly understood the 

 art of walking. They swing along erect and lithe with a 

 springing step and perfect coordination of every muscle. 

 Their heavy bracelets and anklets tinkle musically as they 

 move; their gay red and yellow and blue scarfs flutter in the 



