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\ «^~ YANKEE DRUMMER IN THE ANDES ~»n> I
THE sun was setting as I turned
my weary mule into the covered
bridge that spans the rushing ■
!V- quebrada at the foot of the steep
hill on whose summit Manizales stands.
It had been a six day journey from
3tfet!ellin, through Jthe heart of the Cen- :
tiajl Cordillera, a journey replete with
,ste^ep climbs and precipitous descents,
in;the course of which I had experi
enced all kinds and shades of climate,
from the stifling heat of the canons to
th*~cool and bracing air of the moun
tain tops, where one sleeps under dou- -
ble'Jblankets at night; and I looked for
ward thankfully to a week's rest in the
little town I was now approaching,
■where, at least, I should enjoy the com
forts of a decent hotel—for Colombia—
preparatory to continuing my march to
Honda, Bogota and the north.
Fifty yards in my-rear clattered my
cargo mules, in charge of the peon
■whose services I had enlisted in Medel-"
lini for the entire trip of 1.200 miles. -
Eduardq was his name, a typical An
tioquian, shrewd, intelligent- and as full
of witty sayings as Sancho Panza him- '
45s I emerged from . the bridge ■ and
began the climb three peons passed me.
afoot, talking earnestly .together in the
sing song Antioquian patois. I was
resTlng my mule after the first steep
ascent, when, with, a scramble and
grunt, the cargo mules caught up with
me*, urged on by Eduardo, w"ho ape
peared to be laboring under some ex
He approached me hurriedly, leaving
hid charges to look after themselves for
th£*moment —whereupon La Rusia im
mediately lay down, La Pardu began
nibbling at some succulent grass by the
roadside, and only La Colorado, steady
going, even tempered old beast that she
was, continued the ascent.
"Don Arturo," panted Edouard,
"those arrieros who just passed tell me
that we had better not take the mules
intq Manizales. There is a battalion
there from the Cauca on its way to Bo
gt>*«. ; They are taking mules and
horses right and left, and they will
surely seize ours, as they did those of
These tidings disturbed me not a lit
tie. for well, I knew the high handed
methods of the Colombian military,
and as martial law still ruled the
country, though the revolution had
been suppressed six months before.-I*
realized that I could expect little if any
protection from the civil authorities.
My*mules were picked animals and had
cost me in the Colombian currency
$45*600 —in appearance a tremendous .
sum, but really equivalent-to only $500
B,ut I made up my mind quickly that
there was nothing. to do but chance it, .
Riiid.l said to Edouard, with a great as-'.,
'sumption of indifference: .
VThat news doesn't affect me. "-' As a
foreigner my property is. exempt from
confiscation." " -':i^.' ; ■"' .- -r
Ejluardo shrugged. his shoulders.
Zlffuy bien, patron!" was all he said,
end? shrieking at the : lagging beasts,
he had them scrambling up the hill in
a Jtfty' after La Colorada; who - had by
this time disappeared around- a turn.
The approach to Manizales. :■ though
ste£p, is not very long, and I easily
gaioed the summit in half an hour anil
shortly afterward ambled into town
ove* streets of •■• uneven cobblestones.
Vflifti smooth and shiny by the |passage S
.of the barefooted pueblo.- A few turns |
ancr I crossed the deserted market >
squire, surrounded on three sides by
thei,Vonventional two story, houses con
taining the principal stores; the iglesia
%vit*i; its twin 1 wooden towers 7 ocupy- '-■
most of the other..:-^~: . -
A, block • further- down, and with •a"
sign of relief, I palled up at the door
of^he grand - Hotel! Sevilla, I a hostelry
combining the local club, the theater
fen* superior accommodations— for . Co-
Jombla, as I before remarked. My: ar
ri\^n caused no t end of scurry and ex
«it£ment, for I - was ' the - first . foreigner ,.
to arrive since the beginning of ,the t
revolution nearly four ] years before. -' '
Mine host - eagerly;"assisted :- two or
three servants.. to ; unasddle - my., mule.'
%vhfte another-mozo escorted me •to . the
*;da,"U'BWe f contentedly into a
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comfortable chair and called for beer.
In a.moment it was forthcoming—good
German beer cooled by the breeze from
the snowcapped Ruiz, who rears his
hoary head only four leagues away;
and as I downed the first glass with
out stopping to breathe, Manizales
semed to me a most desirable sub
stitute for paradise.
Bearing in mind the information of
the arrieros, my next move was to as
certain of Don Basillo, the hotelero,
just what the mule situation was.
"It is true." he said, "that the sol
diers are confiscating all the animals
they can find, since they must start for
Bogota in a day or two and they have
not enough for their baggage. Que
quirere yd? But you, of course, as an
Ingles"—all foreigners in Antioquia are
Ingleses—"need have no fear, for your
property is exempt."
"Humph!" I said to myself, "quite
true: but this is Colombia—nnder mar
Don Basilo further volunteered the
Information that there was a stable close
at hand where my property could be
safely lodged until after the departure
of the battalion, and with this I was
forced to be content.
Next morning I paid an early visit to
my agents, to whom I confided my
fears for my live stock, and asked that
SOME FEATS OF FOREIGN CAVALRYMEN
THE true cavalryman and the raw
recruit who has just been thrown
over the head of his horse are
agreed on one point in the theory of
mounted warfare. They would be will
ing to swear roundly and strike hands
uj)on it that the horse is more than a
beast of burden, that it is, in fact, a
weapon of warfare. The day of the
mailed knight has long passed, and the
value of the cavalryman, his successor,
has somewhat decreased in recent years
because of the changed conditions of
warfare. In the theory of warfare the
horse of the cavalryman was more than
a beast of burden. It was a weapon.
The cavalryman was expected to use
his horse where the infantryman used
his gun. Armed with sabers or spears,
a body of horse in the old days would
charge down upon the men on foot and
frequently carry the day. That was
whren a gun once discharged could not
be loaded again within a period of sev
eral minutes. The cavalryman in these
days of magazine rifles 1s too good a
target. Against organized infantry he
has little chance. Even more than In
the days of "The Light Brigade" would
a charge upon the enemy's line be a
Into the jaws of death.
Into the mouth of hell.
In accounts of the Japanese-Russian
war one does not read of the famed
Cossack charges that are a part of the
military history of Russia, for they
have not been made. Japan practically
has no cavalry at all. It is only when
troops have been scattered and are to
be pursued; when a baggage train has
been left with an insufficient guard:
when a body of the enemy's cavalry -is
to be met or when scout duty is called
for that the mounted soldier has an
opportunity to accomplish anything in
The sign of the disappearance of
the old theory of cavalry is its use of
the carbine. In the warfare with the
wily redflkin, which has been the chief
occupation of United States cavalry,
outside of its part In the civil war,
there were no compact bodies of men
to be carved with the saber in bloody
hand to hand conflict. It was a car
bine that was needed to. pick, them off
as they galloped over the prairie. So
a carbine was given to the cavalry.
They were called upon to use the
weapon of the infantry, the gun. ii,
stead of the old weapon of the cavalry
man, the lance and the saber. In
THE ST. PAUL GLOBE. SUNDAY. APRIL 30, 1905
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they immediately interviey the alcalde
to see if official protection could not be
"The alcalde is in jaij!" they said.
"Ah! and what for?" I inquired, hav
ing long since given over being sur
prised at anything in those interesting
"Why. he didn't furnish the army
with all the mules they needed, so they
locked him,up in the cuartel. The pre
fect is the only civil officer in author
ity now, but we'll see him and it will
be all right."
"Well. If you say so." I returned, du
"Oh. yes! Don't worry!" And we
changed the topic.
The day passed quietly. I found the
outlook for business good and devoted
myself to paving the way gently for
orders by discussing with thte pros
pective customers every other imag
inable subject—the weather, crops,
lK.litlcs—but chiefly the canal situation.
By the following morning my appre
hensions had begun to wear away, and
1 was peacefully sipping my chocolate
when a small boy entered the hotel on
the run and panting shouted for the
Senor Ingles. I divined his mission
before he spoke, and had already
seized my hat when he gulped out the
information that the soldiers had just
European armies the carbine also has
been adopted as one of the cavalry
man's weapons. They still, however,
redeem themselves from the charge of
being mounted infantry by carrying
spears or sabers.
While the horse's position in the
mounted arm has changed, the caval
r>man continues to practice the pic
turesque and more or less difficult
feats of horsemanship, tent pegging,
head cutting, etc. These feats are fre
quently displayed at military shows.
Their chief objects* are to give the
cavalryman confidence In himself and
his steed and skill in the management
of the saber and the horse. There are
ft-w opportunities for their use in war
fare, but they help the riding fighter
to get into sympathy with the plung
ing creature beneath~him.
Tent pegging in Europe ia done fre
quently with a spear. In, this country
the cavalryman having no spear, he
learns to do It with a saber. A white
pine peg from 6 to 10 inches long and
8 to 3 inches square is driven into the
ground. The.rider, with saber in hand,
gallops dcrwti upon it, dropping the
joint of his saber until it is aimed di
rectly at the peg. The horse must
be guided truly or the trick will fail.
If he should chance to swerve a hair's
breadth the point of the saber will
flash past the peg. As the horse ap
proaches the peg the rider bends over
A TOUCH OF NATURE
Upon a sandy, .stone-strewn beach
That opened on a little bay.
Whose outer- points the sea made gray,
I found an aped fisherman.
He sat and took. .1 across the reach
Of gently heaving, sunlit sea.
Nor slightest notice took of me
Until T ventured'to beseech
The shortest'way to gain the town;
He looked me »almly up and down.
And nis Blow smile was good to we;
"The town? What's in the town?" said
I chose a boulder and sat down;
A subtle sense of comradery
Born, like the mints, of sun and sea.
Came over us, though neither spoke.
The sands were gold, the stones were
The sea was green and blue and gray
And crystal clear, and far away
The mists showed purple o'er the town;
Yip looted on sands and stones and
We feH the sunshine in our blood;
And neither having aught to say.
We sat and looked and looked away.
—Allan I'pdngmff in The Reader Maga
zine for May.
broken into the stable and appropri
ated my mules.
As I was hastening down the street
to my agent's, my animals passed me
at a gallop, led by two soldiers, who
grinned cheerfully at me as they went
by. At the office I fo.und only a clerk,
a vacant looking person, but rather
than lose valuable time waiting for the
principals I explained the trouble to
him and asked him to go with me at
once to the prefecture.
Here, after a few minutes' delay, we
were ushered Into the august presence
of the prefect—a little, dumpy, fussy
person, with puffy cheeks and huge
black mustache, and imbued with a
tremendous sense of his importance.
I hurriedly stated my case, whereupon
he waved a fat hand.
"Very easily arranged." he said;
"very easily! Just go down to the
barracks and explain matters to the
Jefe, who will, of course, immediately
restore your animals!"
I felt more than doubtful of so sim
ple a solution, but there was nothing
to do save try it. so off we went, the
clerk and I. on a trot to the barracks,
two squares away. iThe large building
was all bustle and noise: on one side,
completely filling the street, were th*
scores of captured bestias, which the
soldiers were energetically loading
his neck and holds the saber In an al
most horizontal position. He depends
upon the momentum of the horse lo
draw the stick from the ground. Sud
denly he straightens up and the white
stick rises Into the air on the point of
his shining blade. Complacently he
rides down to the end of the lists,
where he takes it from his saber point,
and, turning, swings back past the
hole from which he lifted it- Leaning
over as he returns he drops it as near
to the empty hole as he can.
Head cutting is not the horrible
sport that the ii»me suggests, although
In real warfare it might become a very
practical exercise. The "head" may
be a canvas or leather bag filled with
hay. It Is set upon a post between five
and six feet high. There are a num
ber of different rtrokes by which the
galloping trooper may cut at the head
with his saber. There may be more
than one head. Then the trooper fires
a blank cartridge as he passes it. and
returning the pistol to its holster he
draws his saber, ready to cut down the
second. Thhv one may be beside a
hurdle. As the horses rises to take the
hurdle the saber sweeps through the
air and descends upon the unfortunate
head. Sometimes the blow Is so great
that the head is cut off the post. In
a melee with a mounted enemy this
exercise has a practical value that Is
unpleasant to think of. Those who at-
THE AUTO AND THE IDIOT
The Auto and the Idiot
Came mot ing on the scene:
The air was full of violets
And odors fresh and clean—
And that was odd, because, you see,
Their fuel was gasoline.
"O glory!" cried the Idiot.
"We're forging right ahead.
If I had wheels upon my feet,
I'd also run." he said.
The Auto moaned. "It is a shame
Tour wheels are in your head!"
Tbe Auto and the Idiot
Ran bang into a fence.
"To steering." said the Idiot.
"I'm giving thought intense."
And that was odd. because, you know.
He hadn't any sense.
Adown a pleasant country larte
They Journeyed fast and fur
Until they spied a gentleman
A-smoking his cigar.
"I'll hit him hard." the Auto cried,
"And minimize the jar."
Across the quiet gentleman
Right merrily they sped.
"Pedestrians should look alive."
The busy Auto said —
And this remark was odd. because
The gen tit-man was dead.
with all aorta and descriptions of
tiurks. sacks, wooden boxes and raw
hide petacas. two of which latter I be
held already secured to the back of
my fine saddle mule, which had cost
me $150 in good American gold.
A series of inquiries for the Jefe
elicited the fact that he was not pres
ent, so I hunted for the second 4n com
mand, a colonel, whom I soon discov
ered. He was a thin, wiry man. with
a sallow countenance disfigured by a
huge scar across one cheek, and at
tired in a khaki riding suit and a
Suaza hat, with the brim turned down
and a feather stuck In the band.
To this villaiiUMM looking pirate I
explained the situation with all the
politeness I could muster. He was also
polite, but frigid; and with a shrug,
"I regret that 1 cannot oblige you:
we must leave In an hour and your
mules are necessary for the transport
of our baggage!"
"But." I urged, beginning to lose my
politeness, "you have no right whatever
to my property! I am an American and
I demand the return of those mules!"
"Senor," he said, "the only way for
you to get them back is to get the pre
fect to gjve us four others in their
place. Good morning, sir!" and he
tend military games in which cavalry
take part have seen "fake" melees.
Two troops of horsemen wearing pad
ded leather helmets and pads over all
the parts of their bodies which are
likely to be struck by the enemy's sa
ber take part. Streamers of colored
paper float backward from the crowns
of the helmets as the horsemen prick
back and forth across the lists. The
streamers are of two colors, the fight
ers on the two sides being distinguish
ed by the colors in their helmets. The
melee Is on. With sabers drawn the
two companies ride toward each other.
They intermingle, and it looks very
much like a football scrimmage with
the players on horses. The sabers
flash in the air as the wielders en
deavor to cut off the streaming paper
colors of their opponents. Many a
skull receives a whack that must have
wrought it damage had it been unpro
tected. Soon the conflicting parties
disengage, and it is found that the
heads of one side have been shorn of
their gay plumage. This group of
horsemen is then declaied to have been
In Europe, where the saber has per
haps a more Important place than in
this country, some of the cavalrymen
become so expert with their swords
that they perform a feat which in one
respect resembles that described in
the legend of William Tell. A trusting
Spring came dancing down the glades.
Her arms with violets laden;
And Spring met Love, and Love was sad.
Love vowed he"d never more be glad.
Spring .sighed—the tender maiden.
Spring scattered violets through the glades
And hid tnem in the blowing grass;
And Love bent down and plucked a flower
And hasted to his Lady's bower.
Spring sang—the happy maiden.
Spring whispered to the waiting birds
To trill a roundelay:
Along came Love, and Love was glad.
He vowed he never could be sad.
Spring laughed—the witching maid.
—Rtta Scherman in The Reader Magazine
Naggsby—l notice that Bleauhard failed
in his theatrical adventure. Must have
overdone that realism that was- always
Waggsby—On the contrary, he underdid
it. Didn't make realism extend to the
box office receipts.—Baltimore American.
I was pretty angry by this time and
hustled back to the prefect's office, fol
lowed by the faithful, but dumb, clerk.
I again put the case before that corpu
lent official, and Insisted that he take
immediate action. A bright thought
seemed to strike him.
"I'll telegraph to Bogota," he said,
beaming, "and have the minister of
war order the mules returned!"
"Sir," I said, "truly a splendid
scheme. The reply to the telegram may
possibly arrive within a month; the
army leaves in an hour. Better think
He grew indignant, purple.
"What do you expect me to do?" he
bellowed. "Throw myself on 500 bayo
nets for your miserable mules? Bah!"
And he cast his arms toward the ceil
ing in righteous wrath at the impossi
ble pretensions of this wandering
Just then a Colombian, almost a
counterpart of the prefect himself,
broke excitedly into the room and
poured into the affronted one's ears a
tale of woe similar to my own—but
with what different effect! The prefect
grabbed his hat with one hand and the
newcomer's arm with the other, and,
paying no further attention to me, re
"Mi querido, I myself will interview
person takes a lemon and holds it In
his outstretched hand. With a sharp
weapon these experts in the use of the>
saber cut through the lemon without
injuring the hand.
Perhaps the most difficult feat of
all Is that performed by expert ca\ -
alrymen in India. It is the "prince's
stw ep cutting." so called because the
body of a sheep is used, and the one
who can perform it is reckoned among
the princes of swordsmanship.
Skill in swordsmanship and the pos
session of a Damascus blade of fine
temper make a Sikh or lfahratta a
person of distinction among his fel
lows. That there are many of these
"persons of distinction" the English
found, to their sorrow, when they look-
N ed over their battlefields, in order'to
separate the wounded and the dead.
It is said that not infrequently the
body of some unwary combatant would
be found hewn right down through
head and shoulders to the waist, or
sliced in half as cleanly as a joint of
beef. In part this oleancut carving
was due to the splendid temper of
their swords aiffl the razorlik." edge
kept upon them. The owners, of these
swords, in order to protect the edge
from such damage as might be caused
by contact with the scabbard even
when not in use. would carry the
weapon wrapped in bandages of silk
and cotton. The sinews of these na
tive wielders of Damascus blades were
kf-pt in condition by practice on inan
imate objects. One such was and still
is the test of sheep cutting.
A dressed sheep is suspended from
the end of a pole. The pole rests in a
crotch made 'by the crossing of two
sticks near their tops,. The aspirant
for honor rides at a full gallop toward
the animal's <body swaying in the
breeze, leaning backward and side
ways from it, the rMer extends his
arm and~ sword to their full length.
When almost upon the swinging sheep
one seems to feel the tightening of the
muscles of the forearm as the sword's
Mash indicates that the rider is making
the dextrous turn of the wrist whK-h
is essential. The blade gleams through
the air In a circle,,and without appar
ent difficulty carves its way through
the wool, fat, lean, and backbone, and
the head and foreshoulders of the an
imal drop to the ground. • Even with
such a blade as would delight the heart
of a Rajput, the amateur would find
the feat one almost impossible of ac
complishment. The English officers
have emulated the natives in the per
formance of this feat.
jcfe in your behalf and uphold the
rights granted by -ur sacred constitu
tion!" And they walked out.
Curious to see the result, I trailed
along quietly a few yards in the rear,
still followed l>y my candidate for a
deaf mute's home. On arrival at the
barracks I found half Manizales as
sembled to witness the departure a in:
a line of soldiers with fixed bayonets
drawn up on the near side of the street
to keep the populace back.
On the opposite sidewalk I spied the
Jefe silently obs'-rvinfc' the progress of
the preparations. He was a little man.
attired, like his second, in khaki, but
possessed of a lather good humored
countenance, and noting this my hopes
rose a trifle.
The prefect started to cross the
street, but a small soldier, who could
not have been over l~>, carrying a
Mauser twice as big as himself, stepped
in the way.
•<'Mn't pass here!" he said briefly.
"What!" snorted the majestic on«,
puffing with Importance. "Do you
know who I am? The prefect of th«
province! Out of my way!" And h«
But alas for the dignity of the con
stitution! The youthful soldier re
versed arms and the butt of his rifl«
came thump! against the prefect's
breakfast Tin- assaulted one bowed.
involuntarily, and backed to the side
walk, whence he shouted to the general
t.i observe tin- iniquitous proceeding ».<
The general paid no more attention
to him than he did to the cool morning
breeze, while the soldiers leaning out
of the barracks windows Jeered upon
the citizens grinned. The outraged offi
cial made a tew remarks in a loud
voice anent the "tramping down of our
liberties by these satraps of Bogota,"
but receiving scant appreciation from
th>- crowd and more howls from the
soldi.ih, he disappeared, doubtless In
search of ;>. trago of anteado to repair
the damage to his internal economy.
The battalion was now almost ready
to leave and, growing desperate, I re
solved to make one last attempt to re
cover my sequestrated property. As I
started across the street the same tiny
soldier tried to obstruct my passage,
but I swore at him in English, and ere
he recovered from his surprise I had
gained the side of the Jefe. I saluted
him with all the courtesy I had left
and. realizing the value of time, said
"General. I am an American. This
morning your men broke open the sta
ble in which my four mules were hous
ed and seized them. These mul- -
my personal property. I have already
demanded their return of your second,
the colonel, but was refused. I now
wish to say that, if they are not handed
over to me at once, I shall telegraph
full particulars to our minister in Bo
gota, and somebody will pay heavily!"
The general replied, quietly:
"There is no need to threaten; you
may have your mules!"
At such a totally unexpected an
swer I could only gasp for a moment:
then the colonel, who had overheard
the conversation, rushed up and cried:
"General, if those mules are returned
we canuot leave today!"
"No matter." returned his chief,
sharply. "You had no right to hold
them and you know it! Sergeant,
have this gentleman point out his
mules and deliver them to him!" Aril
he walked off, while I smiled cordially
at the colonel, who did not respond;
in fact, he scowled. I called In Kd
uai,do, who had been hanging on the
outskirts of the crowd, watching with
anxious eyes the progress of negotia
tions, and together we picked out our
animals one by one.
Th-- Midlers seemed to think the af
fair a good joke on the colonel, and
laughed with us as they took off the
heavy cargoes and placed tiie halters
in our hands. As we passed out the
crowd, which iu<*4uded several of my
friends, cheered us wildly, and we held
a triumphant procession all the way
back to the hotel.
The battalion must have scooped in
some other poor chap's mules, tor they
left that afternoon.
Thus peacefully closed another
threatening international episode.