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S/>e MIRROR A | Published Weekly | A s= o | Minnesota -2>tAte J Vol. XIX.—No. 13. Paper Bend Before the Chautauqua Circle. AFTER five months of contin ual hiking on the Island of Panay, I finally received a permanent assignment to the 6th Infantry, then stationed on Negros Island. After many yards of the us ual red-tape had been unwound, I departed for Bacolod, then the head quarters of the regiment. On my ar rival I reported to the sergeant major, and was ordered to report to “B” com pany for rations and quarters. A week’s rest and good feeding made me feel as chipper as a young bird. I was then sent for and ordered to make ready to leave by steamer for Duma guete, which is the largest village on the island, located a hundred miles south. On arrival I was to report for duty as a private in Company“F” then stationed there. The trip through Tannon Strait was one of the most delightful experiences of my stay in the tropics. Negros on one side and Cebu on the other, either one within a stone’s throw. Our steamer stopped at Escalante, Binabog an.Bias and several other small vil lages for mail, and to deliver rations. This gave us an opportunity to visit the shore for a few moments each time. Arriving at Dumaguete next day I reported for duty. The first sergeant looked me over, asked me a few ques tions, and informed me that I had come to the most desolate spot on the face of the earth; and furthermore that since the company had arrived at that village, there had never been more than thirty members together at one time, every one being assigned to de tached service or hiking, which is about the same thing. I now realized that I was up against the real thing, so I wrote a few letters home, cleaned my equipments, wenc down to the market, drank a few quarts of dnlce or 6weet tubor, and then awaited developments. As I had served a previous enlistment in the army, I escaped most of the duties that usually fall to the recruit, such as cook’s police, room orderly and special fatigue, which gave me some spare time to observe the sur roundings. Dumaguete is the second largest and most important shipping point for Manila hemp and sugar, in the south ern islands, the city of Iloilo leading. Much tobacco is handled here also, as it is a port of call for the Australian steamers on their way north or south. I might say that it was here 1 had the privilege of eating my last piece of juicy Australian beef for over a year. The natives are about the same class as those on the other islands. Among the poorer class there is much drunk eness and little labor. The Spanish element own most of the haciendas, and the Chinese attend to the commer cial affairs. The native women are very fond of fancy colors for their clothing, but do not give much attention to their houses. I will say here that after leav ing the villages, clothes is a thing not thought of. During the seven months that I was on detached service I saw thousands upon thousands of them, old and young, male and female, with out a stich on, just as nature made them. The native dish is rice and chicken which, in my opinion, is an elegant dish. The Filipino Is the only person on earth who knows how to cook rice, not excepting the Chinese. They have another dish which did not become so popular. It was called guinea-moos. It consisted of minnows which were spread in the sun for a day or two, or until the aroma was de lightful, then sour tubor was poured over them, a mangoe or two added, and it was ready to eat. Very few of us cared for it however. All kinds of tropieal fruits, such as oranges, bananas, citron, and mangoes •fflegros Island. STILLWATER, MINNESOTA, THURSDAY, OCTOBER 12, 1905. } y were to be had for a few cents. A large bunch of delicious bananas containing twenty or more, cost but a cent; cocoa nuts cost nothing, in fact everything that is required by one living on the island is furnished by nature. Beauti ful birds, monkeys, squirrels, caribous, swine and goats are to be seen every where. Every one attends the cock fights and dances. During the holidays the religious processions, which begin at Thanksgiving and continue until after Easter, are a wonderful sight, a grand pageant, one worth going miles to see. One more thing I must mention here, is that there are acres of ant hills, which rise from three to seven feet above the ground. They proved to be equal to, or better than, the water cure, when we wished a contrary native to confess his past devilment. While roaming through the market I had many opportunities to become ac quainted with their habits, in fact, if I had not been detailed for detached service when I was, I believe I would have become part native myself, for of the many kinds of native dishes that were prepared in that place, I could manage to punish any of them, guinea moos included, but just then a corpor al and fifteen privates were to leave on detached service, I being one of the privates. We were to take two days’ rations consisting of canned salmon and hard-tack, with a little coffee and leave under light marching orders for Siaton, a small village on the extreme southeastern part of the island, about thirty miles distant. Our corporal stopped us on the outskirts of the town where we emptied our canteens of the coffee and refilled them with tubor, knowing that we would then be able to hike better and quicker. A few hours later we arrived at Bayayon where we had a short rest, refilled our canteens, (with tubor) and made another start. We arrived at Suma guete early in the evening, weary after our day’s march. When I say weary I wish to impress you with the fact that we had covered sixteen miles dur- ing the day with our rifles, two hun dred rounds of ammunition and other equipments, in all about sixty pounds, and this in a boiling hot sun, with our feet sinking several inches in the sand at each step. I can now almost feel the load of lead as it seemed to rest on my hips that evening. Our feet were in terrible condition, caused by sand working through our leggings. Upon our arrival, our corporal sent a muchacho to inform the presidents of our presence in his town and re quest him to give us the use of the convent. He soon made his appearance and when requested to open the con vent, refused to do so. Our clay-eating chief asked the corporal what he meant by such a request, and was in formed that if we were not in the con vent within one minute, he would pin him (the presidents) to the door with his bayonet. This brought the desired result, and we were upstairs within a few moments. About ten o’clock we turned in after placing sentries at the front and back of the convent and a third over the presidente, who we kept with us over night. At that time it was a common occurrence to hear of our men being assassinated while asleep, and as a safeguard we placed a running guard on whenever possible. The next morn ing we were all sore and stiff from our previous day’s work, but we had to march on, as we had only sixteen miles more to make. We crossed four streams shoulder deep and climbed two steep hills before we arrived at Siaton. Here onr reception was very different froth what it had been at Sumaguete. The inhabitants, numbering about four thousand, turned out en masse to “IT IS MEYER TOO LATE TO MEND.” welcome us, escorted us to the con vent, and gave a dance in our honor. Siaton is located on the coast of the Sula Sea and Is surrounded on three sides by high mountains, at the foot of which are two deep rivers. The Ladrones would stand on the hill sides at night, and Are at the convent. This made it very unpleasant for us. The Ladrones, who were causing the trouble, were a class of religious fa natics who wantonly tortured and killed their adversaries. They lived in the dense forests just back from the coast, their rendezvous being called Tolon. No white man had ever been allowed in their settlements. The only mark by which we could recognize their houses, was a cross which they always burnt in a tree close to them. At any time when they saw us coming j they would yell “amigo,” which all the wily rascals had learnt would protect them from harm. Our orders were to capture as many as possible and destroy their dwellings. We obeyed the orders, but very seldom made any prisoners for we had no place to keep them, and even if we had we would not have been bothered with them. They were con stantly shooting at us from ambush, altho claiming otherwise. After tak ing the usual precaution, that of placing a running guard on, we strolled around the village gathering what information we could pertaining to the trouble. We sent a courier to Dumaguete with dispatches and received an answer from headquarters stating that a month’s rations would be forwarded at once and for us to obey our previous orders. For the first few days we had no trouble; then a Chinaman came to us and asked for protection, stating that the Ladrones had stolen his wife, mon ey, and burnt his hut the night before, which was true. Six of us, with the Chinaman for guide, made a search, but failed to find any one. This kind of work kept up for quite awhile, until finally we captured four of them. The corporal said it was too much labor to hike thirty-two miles with four La drones, so we took them out to the ant hills and gave the ants a meal. This was an easy way to repay them in their own medicine. We knew, however, that as soon as we were out of sight their friends would liberate them. A few nights later one of our men was boloed while he was on duty as acting corporal. He never knew what struck him. Our corporal swore that every Ladrone we took from then on would perish, and they did. Every day part of us would be hiking, but we seldom found Ladrones. Their huts were emp ty and no sign of human beings any where, altho we were sure that our every movement was watched. During the next month our rations gave out, and owing to the peculiar condition of the country, no boats of any kind could reach us. We knew this, for whenever we looked seaward we could see waterspouts, in fact for five months it seemed to us as if there was a continual hurricane. ythen our rations gave out, we were forced to help ourselves to whatever we could find, consequently we butchered every billygoat that came within our reach. The natives did not like it, neither did we, still we were under the impression that we had to live and cared little for what others thought. Bice and young billygoats now be- came our daily repast. We were de nied the pleasure of bananas, mangoes and other fruits owing to the climatic conditions, this being the rainy season. As tor rain, let me tell you that I have known it to rain for four or five days just as hard as it could, then stop for an hour or two and start again, keep ing this up for four or five months. Within an hour after a rain storm the earth would be as dry and sunbaked as it would have been if it had never rained. To add to our pleasures, we received orders to vaccinate every inhabitant of the village. We did so and lost one man. He was boloed as he stepped out of a hat. Ih this oeee 1 believe he was. to blame, for he h|d told the natives that the effects of the operation would disfigure them for life or kill them. This caused them to be very angry and sullen, refusing to allow us to finish our work and thereby forcing us to use extreme measures. It was after we had forcibly performed the work on this family that our comrade lost his life. We never found the assassin. Almost without clothing, no mail or reading matter of any kind, without rations, and constant hiking had been our lot for over five months. . We were relieved at last and sent back to Dumaguete. Here we received new clothing, eight months’ pay, and had a short rest. For a few weeks everything was lovely, then a Batch of Ladrones were captured and brought in for trial. They were placed in the stocks for a short time. After their trial took place a detail was ordered to escort those found guilty to some vil lage a few miles away. On the road the prisoners generally escaped, the es corting detail returning to quarters. The whole affair usually lasted about an hour. This was a daily occurrence for many months, or until the prisoners were sent to Bacolod for trial. I know that the end was always the same, that is, for every detail that was an escort for those parties, there would be one or more human beings less in this world when they returned. The stocks were a constant source of punishment for every one on the island. We did not help the Ladrones at any time. They constantly kept us hiking, and were up to every kind of devilment. If they had all been placed in the stocks we would have been satisfied. In the meantime orders had arrived for a change of station. Fart of the regiment were to go to Cebu and part to Mindanao. Samar had just come to notice by the fact that Company “C,” 9th Infantry, had been almost annihi lated while stationed there. This put every one on uneasy street. I was for tunate enough to belong to Company “F,” which with “B” and “G” were to go to Mindanao. Arriving at Zamboango we made the convent our headquarters. Here we found the natives to be very trouble some, and entirely different from the Visayans. These people were the dreaded Moros who are not afraid of anything on earth. They did not make friends and no amount of kindness seemed to make them friendly. The result was a continuous round of en counters in which no mercy was or given. 1 wish you to understand that the Moros would attack us openly, not from ambush. The consequence was, that unless a crowd of us were to gether at all times, while absent from the convent, some one would be missing at roll call that evening. 1 will write of the Moros at another time, giving you a complete explanation of how the water cure was administered, and the effects of the same upon the unfortu nate victims. In conclusion I will say that since starting to write this paper I have re ceived the information that the 6th has recently arrived in the Philippines, and was assigned to active service on the Island of Samar. This assignment places them within sight of Negros, their home of over five years ago and I have no doubt that many will wish they were back on Negros before they leave Samar. I know that with the regi ment are many who were there before; and I also know one who is not there; who would not be there under any con sideration. As a citizen with plenty of cash, the islands are all right, but as a soldier with little cash, less rations, and an overabundance of hiking, they are far different, altho there is a pleasant side to the service also. G. W, William Laughs. DURING the inspection of a regiment of guards some time ago, Emperor William con versed with some of the men who stood in the front rank. He approached a sober-looking lad, whose name was Andree. In a friendly tone Terms- J si.ooper year, Inadvance I KHMB'j Sit Months 60 cents the emperor asked him if he knew with whom his name was identical. “Sure, your majesty; with the arctic explorer!” The emperor asked him how he knew that. Then came the quick answer: “Mr. Captain told me so.” “What did the captain tell you about him ?” asked the emperor. “Oh, not much; he only said, ‘it is too bad that Andree did not take me with him.’ ” The emperor, who could hardly keep from laughing, handed the soldier a goldpiece and said: “Well, I guess it was not so bad as all that.”—Translated from the German by 1268. A British Military SITUATED in a body of water, known as the Northwest Arm, a part of Halifax Harbor, Nova Scotia, is a small island of about two hundred square yards area. It is so close to the mainland, to the south, that a bridge, a few yards long, is all that is necessary to connect them. On this island has been built the British Military Prison, where all mill- tary and naval prisoners are confined. The prison proper is built of stone and concrete, and is subdivided into thirty cells, fifteen on each of the two stories. Each cell is lighted, in the daytime, by a small window about six by twelve inches in size. At night, lamps are placed in apertures between the cells in such a manner that one lamp will light two cells. The prison is governed by a chief warder, who is usually a retired war rant officer, of the British army, and he has five assistant warders, who are retired noncommissioned officers. These six men are sufficient to enforce the strict discipline, as there are rarely more than twenty prisoners confined there at one time. These prisoners, let it be understood, are not necessarily criminals, in a civil sense. All prisoners convicted of civil crimes in the army, are sent to a civil prison. But for military offenses, such as neglect of duty, desertion, insubor dination, etc., they are confined in the military prison. The work consists of breaking stone and picking oakum. No tobacco is allowed in any form, but it is sometimes smuggled in, in such a manner as to escape the vigilance of the warders. For instance, I have known a man to fill the hem of his trousers with thin strips of chewing tobacco; and as they wear their own uniform in the prison, he had chewing for some time. The sentences are usually short, ranging from one hun dred and sixty-eight hours to six months or a year, according to the seriousness of the offense. Beside the prison building, and form ing one side of the enclosure, is a large wooden barrack building. This is of considerable historic interest, having been built in 1808, and having dun geons underneath, which were used for the detention of French prisoners of war at that time. The upper jjf| - part has accommodations for a large body of troops. It is unused .now, ex cept one end, which is occupied by a small detachment, consisting of two noncommissioned officers and about twelve men, furnished by some regi ment in the garrison. The duties of this detachment con- —— sist in patrolling the bridge, and man ning a large rowboat, the only means of communication with the mainland. , Prisoners are carried to and fro, in the boat, as the northern shore of the arm is nearest the city of Halifax. When off duty, the men of the detachment may go into the city, or amuse them selves by swimming, fishing, etc. The *3l - writer was in charge of the prison de i tachment for about six months in 1901, ) and the experience was more like a • picnic than a duty. L. B. J. j The man who sows nothing always j reaps something a good deal worse.— » Ex. Prison. !