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[[preprinted]] Thursday, January 14, 1909  [[/preprinted]]

I told you about the beautiful? S'wahili women the other day, - of the holes they have in the lobes of the ears that you could put your fist through.  That isn't all, oh no, far be it from such.  What I'm going to tell you now is that they shave their heads in ribbons from front to back, so that they look like a garden patch.  How does that strike you?  In addition to gold pieces in their noses and a string of ornaments on the tops of their ears, as about all of 'em wear out here, they stink themselves up with what I swear is 

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[[preprinted]] Friday, January 15, 1909  [[/pre-printed]]

rancid butter, but if it isn't that it must be asafetida, and then they are socially "it."  If they can get ahold of one of those vile native bruts that smell like a two-year old corpse, and spit betel juice in a trail as they walk, their place in the 400 is secure.

Altogether they are the charmingest brutes one can imagine.