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National Geographic : 1966 Jun
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passed through Arihi. Doubtless he would receive even worse punishment when he reached his home village of Iombon. He raised no objection to this, or to the drastic inroads upon his wealth. If a man turned up alive after being reported dead, such a homecoming ordeal was correct, proper, and just what he expected, however extraordinary it might seem to an outsider. Dulago's Pigs Eat Ballpoint Pens Meanwhile, Ann Chowning was having her adventures among the Sengseng at Dulago. "Life here has unexpected hazards," she reported in a letter brought by a runner. "So far pigs have eaten two of my precious ball point pens and the ground wire of my radio. Their passion for plastic and rubber seems just a little strange. "The people here," she continued, "are so avaricious that food, for example, is fully as expensive as in New York, but at least they are refreshingly frank about it. Just after I shelled out a large sum to the men who car ried my month's supplies from Kandrian and those who built my house, one of them an nounced: 'I think we'll all cry when you leave. We make so much money out of you.' "'You'll cry just because of the money?' I asked, hoping for a show of sentiment. "'Yes,' they said, 'we love money,' with never a hint that they loved me for myself alone." The luluai, or headman, of Dulago pro posed to Ann that his people build an airstrip so that they would not have to work so hard carrying our cargo from Kandrian. "I'm not sure why he doesn't think it would be equally hard work to build an airstrip," Ann wrote. "I suspect the whole thing is tied 809
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