Paul Schebesta, who was the first to open the way to this wonderful world, my thanks for his encouragement and my great respect for his tolerance of dissenting youth.Īnd finally I must acknowledge a debt of gratitude that can never be repaid to all those people of the forest who can neither read nor write but who are infinitely wise and who taught me something of their wisdom. I only wish he had lived to write this book himself. But Patrick Putnam deserve s special mention, because it was through his friendship and hospitality, and that of his wife, that I first came to know the forest.
There are many other friends who should be thanked for help in divers ways, not the least one who prefers to remain anonymous but who painstakingly read and reread every page.
Shapiro, I am grateful for their encouragement and interest and for their constant reminder that an anthropologist can still be human as well as scientific. To my colleagues at the American Museum of Natural History, particularly Professor Harry L.
More than any I must thank my parents, who first taught me the meaning of love, and Anandamai Ma, who for two years in India showed how the qualities of truth, goodness and beauty can be found wherever we care to look for them.Īnd then I must thank Professor Evans Pritchard, a more austere teacher, who teaches all his students that the study of man should be approached not necessarily without emotion but with careful, scientific impartiality. In whatever measure the book succeeds it is due to those who by their example have taught the way to understanding. It is a world that will soon be gone forever, and with it the people. THIS BOOK tries to convey something of the lives and feelings of a people who live in a forest world, something of their intense love for that world and their trust in it. For whom the forest was Mother and Father, Lover and Friend and who showed me something of the love that all his people share in a world that is still kind and good.
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