September 18

This morning Towanlian returned with the sick Dyak. He has malaria. Some more new visitors arrived from a distant village on the other side of the river. This place has become a mecca and Igoon is now a person of consequence. I notice the clusters of cuscus tails he wears are increasing in size at a great rate. I think these are a sort of currency with them and probably represent payment for board and lodging. This morning, the Agintawa chief appeared smooth shaven, emulating my example.