almost unexplored territory where the Sierra Madre Mountains slope into the Pacific. Here they have not come in contact with the Christian Filipino or the white man.
Each year, it is decreed, a Negrito family must take the head of an enemy, or sickness will come to the house. They chop off the heads with bolos and bury the bodies under their crude thatched shelters. Then they go away and build new homes, or the devil will catch them.
I made the acquaintance of a somewhat less savage tribe of Negritos in the province of Bataan, which juts out into Manila Bay. It seems strange indeed that while people are giving a charity ballsa and attending aviation meets in Manila, another race, just across the bay, lives as it did thousands of years ago.
The Negritos are dwarfs in stature, with very dark brown, or black skin. Their hair is woolly, like the Africana s, noses flat, lips thick, arms very long and apelike. Like people on the Dark Continent, they disfigure their bodies with scars, thinking
A QUARTET OF NEGRITO MAIDENS.