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Show The Thibetan Woman. As If nature had not been unkind enough, the Thibetan woman hlghtens her ugliness by smearing her face with a horrible black ointment to keep her skin from cracking In the dry wind. Her dress Is not very different from her husband's. Her crowning glory Is her hair! Plastered down with butter from tho part to tho ears, it goes off behind Into a sunburst of small braids, to which Is fastened a great fan-shaped headdrvss falling to tho hem of her garments. It Is of spreading strips of red and bluo cloth, Joined horizontally horizon-tally by Iron bands, and ornamented with countless coral and malachite beads, silver coins and tiny bells. |