The Odyssey of the Philippine Commission . rn forests at home. As yet there is really no town of Bagulo. Thereare a few Igorote huts scattered about, with someactivity at this time because of work on the newroad. There is a small detachment of soldiers, aweather man, an American teacher, and the pro-vincial officials. The rain started earlier today than usual, and itwas not the warm rain of the lowlands but a thor-ough-going downpour that made us shiver — the ele-vation here being over five thousand feet. Longbefore we reached our destination we were wet, cold,and hungry, a condition said to t
The Odyssey of the Philippine Commission . rn forests at home. As yet there is really no town of Bagulo. Thereare a few Igorote huts scattered about, with someactivity at this time because of work on the newroad. There is a small detachment of soldiers, aweather man, an American teacher, and the pro-vincial officials. The rain started earlier today than usual, and itwas not the warm rain of the lowlands but a thor-ough-going downpour that made us shiver — the ele-vation here being over five thousand feet. Longbefore we reached our destination we were wet, cold,and hungry, a condition said to test the sweetest dis-position. While no one was heard to say he reallyenjoyed it, there was no complaining. Some of theescort, however, who thought they were going on apleasure trip with the Commissioners, were heardto remark that had they known what was comingthey would have been on sick report. From all ac-counts the worst is yet to come. We were met by Otto Scherer, the ProvincialSecretary, whose house, though somewhat rude, is [262]. Tropical Negetation, Benguet Of THE PHILIPPINE COMMISSION quite commodious for this region. A warm mealawaited us, headed by an immense dish of rice andfish called valenciana. It saved our lives. Laterwe were able to get into dry clothes, and my legs,which were perfectly numb, gradually came to lifeagain. We are all quite willing to make affidavitconcerning the cool and bracing air of rained all afternoon, and the doctor and I migratedto the kitchen, where we sat about an open fireamong the Igorotes. The weather man reports afalling barometer, with prospects of a protractedstorm. Tonight we slept on the floor again, bundledup like Esquimaux, having on nearly all our is quite a sensation to be thoroughly cold oncemore. Baguio, June 12, igoi. Baguio is Spanish for typhoon, and our ex-perience here would justify the name. Despite thestorm, however, we were out most of the day. Aschool was opened here about two weeks ago, and
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