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IN AFRICA 
are driven up to their airy stronghold and made 
snug for the night. And who knows but that a 
great herd of cattle would add much to the heat of 
the cave and make its nearly naked tenants forget 
that they were high on the chilly slopes of one 
of Africa’s greatest mountains? 
They certainly do not dress warm. Around their 
arms and legs are all sorts of brass and nickel wire 
wound in scores of circles. Chains of wire and neck¬ 
laces of beads encircle the women’s throats and ele¬ 
phant ivory armlets are often clasped about the 
arms so tight that it would seem that the natural 
circulation would be hopelessly retarded. But they 
must he healthy, these people who go about with 
only a thin sheet of dyed cotton thrown about them, 
while we northerners shivered with sweaters and 
warm woolen things about us. 
It’s all a case of getting used to it, just as it is a 
case of getting used to seeing people frankly and 
unconsciously naked, as many of these people are. 
But after a while one even gets used to seeing them 
so and regards their nakedness as one would regard 
the nakedness of animals. 
