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boys, carried a living parrot or macaw or toucan, or per- 
hapssome small animal. Last in the line came the women 
and the girls, clothed each with a small apron of beads 
instead of cloth, and with wrist-thick ropes of red beads, 
worn as girdles and necklaces, as their sole ornaments. 
But unlike the men, each of these was burdened with 
a vast pile, towering over the head, of hammocks, their 
own and the men’s, of domestic utensils and food, with 
perhaps a few more birds and animals, and with a baby or 
two. As they approach, and even when close at hand, 
the new-comers evince no hurry of excitement and no 
such surprise as might well be expeéted at the coming of 
such children of the wilds into the unaccustomed presence 
of such strange objeéts as I and my paraphernalia must 
have presented to their unaccustomed eyes. I might 
have been non-existent. The procession moves steadily 
toward the red-skinned master of the settlement. As it 
passes a couple of shady trees which stand out by thems 
selves on the sandy field, the women and girls of the 
party turn towards these and, silently but in the most 
business-like manner, proceed to hang the hammocks 
of their male kind and then their own on convenient 
boughs. But the men pass on until the leader stands 
close to where the head-man of the settlement lolls 
in his hammock, there evincing just as little interest 
-in his guests as these up to now have done in 
him. But now the chief of the new-comers drops out a 
remark in a low monotonous tone. The remark, rigidly 
prescribed by etiquette, is only “I haye come.’’ The 
master keeps silence for a few seconds, as if deeply 
pondering as to the fittest answer to this proposition ; 
then he slowly and quietly lets fall the answer “ you 
