ld blow it over, just like a light bandbox."
"So I would think," I replied.
"Well," laughed bright Moro, "let me ask you a question. What makes a pole snap before the rush of a storm? What makes a brick wall give way before a sudden wind? And why does a tree or a reed bear the storm easily?"
"Because the tree and the reed are elastic enough to give a little,--to bend instead of breaking," I answered.
"That is just it," again laughed my little Master Moro. "Our small nipa hut, high in the air, sways a little, but rides out the storm. Every pole, every beam, and every rafter of the frame, is all made of hollow bamboo. Bamboo is stronger than steel, because it bends and gives, and then springs back. There is no nail in the house. Every crosspiece is tied with rattan, the same vine with which you make cane chairs; so you know how strong and elastic it is."
"And of what are the sloping roofs and the side walls made?" I inquired.
"Of the famous nipa palm," Moro replied. "It