Igorot people

and government schools and Camp John Hay where Captain Hilgard gave us a reception.

At the government school the Igorot boys are taught, among other things, to make attractive mission furniture, while the girls learn to weave and very pretty things they make.

These girls wear short blue skirts and little jackets, and have their hair in two long black braids that hang on either side of their faces.

A Turkish towel, worn as a turban on which to rest burdens, seem to be the fashion in headgear with them.

Loads are also carried by the Igorots on their backs hung by straps over the forehead.

It was an ingrate child in this school who wrote the following article upon Mrs. Dickinson's visit at Baguio.

It was yesterday morning, very early, when we started from here to the post-office to meet a lady named Mrs. Dickinson.

With dawn we saw a wonderful tropical shore develop before us, of low land fringed with palm, surrounded by beautiful mountain ranges, a tiny village on the beach, and a crowd of people gathered together.

These people live in compact, well-built villages, frequently of several hundred houses.

Some of these tribes, like the Igorots of Benguet and the Tingyans of Abra, are peaceable as well as industrious.

In Benguet, there are fine herds of cattle, much excellent coffee, and from time immemorial, the Igorots here have mined gold.

Besides these peaceful tribes, there are in Bontoc and in the northern parts of the Cordillera many large tribes with splendid mountain villages who are nevertheless in a constant and dreadful state of war.

Nearly every town is in feud with its neighbors, and the practice of taking heads leads to frequent murder and combat.

The entire population under encomiendas is set down as one hundred sixty-six thousand nine hundred three tributes, or six hundred sixty-seven thousand six hundred twelve souls.

This Relacion is one of the earliest enumerations of the population of the Philippines.

Barring the Igorots of northern Luzon and the Moros and other tribes of Mindanao, it is a fair estimate of the number of the Filipino people three hundred years ago.

living under conditions of the Stone Age.

It is only 20 years since the last of the Igorots, the headhunters, gave way before the march of communications and progress.

Old traditions run deep, and superstition dies hard.

I'm afraid for Marua, Sister

No one can say that about Tali, your grandfather.

He was a remarkable and very wonderful man.

With a great deal of vision, he knew it was time for all Igorots to turn their backs on the old gods and reach for the new.

I think it's the main reason he died.

The last and largest ceremony took place at 5 o'clock in the morning on the day of the opening.

A group of elderly Igorot elders from the mountain provinces of northern Luzon arrived with tattoos across their arms and chests, and for a week they had been killing animals and cooking them, reading their entrails to hear what the spirits were saying, and they told the festival staff that the spirits were still there because it had all happened so fast.

They didn't know they were dead.

The ritual was to tell them gently that they were no longer among the living and that it was time to go.

The participants were expected to eat the very animals that had been sacrificed.

Immy, according to a staffer, said that she had arranged for a caterer upstairs and that the others could enjoy their ritual meal.

The spirits, according to the Igorot elders, agreed to go.

That evening, guests arrived.