themselves are the maladjustments. They are the guests, the second comers, the visitors. I am not entering upon a political discussion or attempting to consider the thing in a political way. The German and the blacks had their troubles much as the Australians and the blacks. I am merely upholding what appears to be generally denied, i.e., that the natives of Bougainville possess the inher- ent characteristics common to mankind and that they are, barring the peculiar anachronism that hermetically pre- serves their primitive society in a world whose other societies have developed complex appurtenances, simply ourselves. There is a hackneyed French proverb "Tout comprendre, c'est tout pardonner". There is no right or wrong, of course, in the correct study of anthropology. What is is, and what is not is not. These people who are suppos- ed to be organically unpardonable, different, "swine", "niggers", and so on, are actually more vital anthropol- ogical units, except when they are being ordered around a plantation by a "big feller master" than our own educated American negroes. They have not been subjected to what even an Indian Rajah and an Oxonian might be subjected to should he venture beneath the Mason and Dixon line, a social self-consciousness. They have not organized themselves into the "Seven Singing Samboes" and toured other countries going through wild and primi- tive antics that they originally learned to be expected to excel in.