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to Guilong; excessive hospitality |
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Left Semkhor without regret by acrobatic path, and found camp in close proximity to graveyard. After hot march - Luikai and the lunch getting left well behind - met reception committee. Sat & drank till it came on to rain, when we paddled hastily in, Masang away ahead with coolies and everybody else, variously umbrella'ed, behind. |
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Various dispensary cases. Guilong very "pagan" and all full of zusome hospitality. Party from Bopungwemi in village on way to buy salt. Saw us when we went to watch dancing, and promply offered me three cloths (or was it four?) most of which looked as if they had that minute taken them off the youngest member of the party, and he not too clean. |
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Also young fellow from Ngaulong, looking for his papa Sikamba, who was jailed for his share in the Gaideliu plate business. The boy, who was accompanied by two or three others, got some zu and eggs as a salaami & brought them to the perao. |
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Guilong's dancing definitely poor; dancers at variance with each other and the drums and choir each taking a strongly independent line. |
