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Chapter Thirteen. The Camp On a Peak |
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natives almost naked despite great cold |
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When leaving the protection of the forest we had pulled out some warm things from the baskets, yet in spite of all our clothes we shivered in the icy wind. But the men and women of Helipong walked about apparently quite comfortable with little more than loin cloths. Strangely enough, they have not adapted their dress to the climate, and the mere look of their bare backs made me shiver. Their lot seemed less deplorable only when we sat in one of their astonishingly warm huts. |
