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ONE OF THF SPECTATORS AT A COCK-FIGHT 



The small boys climb with hands and feet and do not allow the 

 adult population to interfere with their view of the "great Borneo 

 game." 



Sometimes the flar- 

 ing light would reveal 

 the trunk of a giant 

 of the jungle tower- 

 ing free of branches 

 into the blackness 

 overhead, while all 

 the time the night in- 

 sects were droning 

 and booming and 

 ticking with the cease- 

 less clamor of the 

 tropical night. 



THF PHONOGRAPH IN 

 SARAWAK 



A phonograph that 

 I carried for the pur- 

 pose of recording 

 native songs was a 

 source of great 

 amusement. Many- 

 natives who had trav- 

 eled to the govern- 

 ment stations had 

 heard the ordinary 

 records, but none had 

 ever heard their own 

 language. 



It was at times dif- 

 ficult to persuade any 

 one to sing into the 

 rather formidable- 

 looking trumpet, but 

 when a song had been 

 reproduced from a 

 record made at an- 

 other village there 

 was usually no fur- 

 ther difficulty in bring- 

 ing forward the "ar- 

 tists" of the house. 

 When finally they 

 heard their own voices 

 issuing from the little 

 box, their wonder and 

 amusement knew no 

 bounds. It is a pity 

 no photograph could 

 have been obtained of 

 the bank of faces 

 surrounding our little 

 party, with the phono- 

 graph in the center, 

 when they first real- 



