IN THE HILL COUNTRY
acknowledging the humble greeting by so much as a nod. I do not know whether it was the abjectness of their semi-prostration, or the seemingly gratuitous insolence of our thus ignoring it, that I felt as the more acute humiliation to human dignity. But after all, the only way to rightly judge the manners and customs of a country is to look at them from the point of view
The rapids of the Tjitaroon.
of the natives; and to a Javanese, there is nothing undignified in a salutation which impresses us as slavish. He squats down, just as a European rises, in the presence of a superior. It is a token of respect; nothing more. And the superiora s apparent unconsciousness of this greeting no more implies rudeness on his part than the familiar nod with which in Europe a gentleman might answer a labourera s or artisana s raising of his cap. a The