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Chapter Fourteen. The Rescued Slaves |
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absence of great fear in a head-hunting world |
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To slip is possible in this, as in every system of safeguards, and now and again a man paid for his carelessness with the loss of his head. But such misfortune created no more terror among his fellow-villagers than the news of a traffic accident does among us. We realize the dangers of the road, and calculate how best to avoid them; so the Naga knew the danger threatening, yet did not lose his joie de vivre. In administered country he even wished back the "good old days" of head-hunting before his country was pacified. |
