244 THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE 



AN ENTHUSIASTIC AMERICAN COACHING TAEUBIN, WHO ARE WEAKENING: THE 



ROPE IS SUPPING THROUGH THEIR HANDS 



An enthusiastic American, who per- 

 haps himself pulled in his college days, 

 rushes up to coach the Talubin men. He 

 tries to get them to heave, and to heave 

 together, but it is now too late. They 

 can only hold on for dear life while the 

 rope is gradually pulled through their 

 burned and bloody hands. Samoqui 

 heaves and gains three inches. She 

 heaves again and gains half a foot. She 

 heaves a third time and the white marker 

 passes the cane on her side. 



So Samoqui wins, after *jy 2 minutes 

 of pulling that would disable the mem- 

 bers of a white team. The yelling has 

 been ear-splitting before, but now pande- 

 monium breaks loose. The backers of 

 the Samoqui team leap into the air and 

 scream themselves hoarse. Talubin yells 

 a little herself just to show that there is 

 no hard feeling, and every one else joins 

 in for luck. Ultimately the tumult lulls, 

 and, while the Talubin people are telling 

 the Samoqui men what they will do to 

 them next year, Tucucan and Tinglayan 



line up for the next pull. So the fun 

 continues until darkness falls and the 

 crowd adjourns for its evening meal. 



A DELEGATION PROM LUBO 



Now great fires blaze out on the plaza, 

 and around them the fighting men gather 

 and sing the fame of warriors who are 

 dead ; sing of their own brave deeds ; of 

 their troubles with the Spaniards ; of the 

 coming of the Americans with their 

 strange new ideas, and of all that has 

 since happened down to the day which is 

 just ending. Until customs change, no 

 secret service will ever be needed in 

 Bontoc. If a head has been taken, go 

 and sit at the camp-fires and sooner or 

 later the guilty man will sing and tell 

 you all about it. 



Now and then a particularly enthusi- 

 astic delegation dances a bit. We are 

 tired out, so turn in, and the singing and 

 the dance music soon mingle with our 

 dreams. 



It is 5 a. m. and we are in the saddle 



