Monday
November 1
1926

A dull drab rainy morning greeted us and as we have had several lately it appears that the regular rain which has been coming late in the afternoon and early evening is going to change over to morning now. It rained steadily until almost noon and it took several hours for the sun to break through, consequently no pictures could be taken. It is just a month since Dick and I arrived in Explorators Camp. The time has past [sic] very quickly. As there wasn’t anything else to do we read most of the morning. Shortly after lunch the sheik appeared with his woman. She was not [as] bad as Papuan women go but like most of them [she] had a goiter on her neck. A good percentage of the women have goiters here. The sheik was very proud of his “gene” and paraded her in front of us. He also watched {F4.81} her with a watchful eye whenever he was away from her. We measured her and she proved to be the first of any so far measured who had trouble with the width and heighth [sic] of skull measurements. It tickled her and she couldn’t hold still. None of the others were so affected which has been exceptionally unusual for that measurement is a nasty one to make and even civilized folks squirm about when the instrument[’]s points are injected into the ears. The pygmies however don’t seem to mind it in the least[,] with the exception I have stated. There were also several new men folks and Matt measured them. The chap with _____ type skull Matt admired evidently ______ is the girl[’]s brother for he was in the party. The sheik[,] after spending over an hour with us watching the newcomers trade, informed us that he was about to depart for Damoonaru with his girl. He did so shortly afterwards and the brother of the girl departed with him. Matt put on a jungling [sic] demonstration with three lemons which interested the new folks immensely. We followed this by playing catch, Matt, Dick and I and they enjoyed our demonstration of baseball. Dick was throwing them rather swiftly at Matt’s suggestion and those in the rear hurriedly departed out of range. Oompah got into the game and some one threw him a soft lemon which spattered all over him. Then one of the Dyaks wanted to try a catch and when he was successful in receiving it he squeezed the lemon tight and the juice squirted into his eyes[,] causing a general laughter on all sides[;] the pygmies laughing most heartily for they had seen us catch it back and forth hundreds of times and very swift at that. Jordans came over after dinner and we sat and sang and visited until rather late. Leroux was busy developing his films, so could not join us. It was the first get together we have had since we’ve been here and all enjoyed it.