OUR ISLANDS AND THEIR PEOPLE.
these loads, their outer skirts being drawn tight around the hips, they have a sort of waddling gait as they shuffle along in their wooden shoes.a Shuffling along in wooden shoes, indeed. These are what Senor Lala so elegantly describes as a a heelless
STONE BRIDGE AT MANILA.
Showing substantial character of Spanish architecture in their public works.
slipper, which is shuffled with languorous grace.a But we cannot expect a phlegmatic American doctor to paint as beautiful a picture as a Tagalese author and poet. Continuing, the doctor says: a From what I have written about the Philippine women, you wona t blame me if I dona t fall in love with them. As for the Spanish girlsa well, they are quite pretty brunettes, but they hate us and wona t even look at us in a civilized manner. I think the a muchacha Americanaa (American girl) is good enough for me.a And a majority of American men will doubtless take sides with the doctor, influenced by motives of patriotism, as well as chivalry.
Still another correspondenta a St. Louis boy, Mr. Will Lev-ington Comforta views the Filipino woman through glasses different even from those used by the doctor; and we might almost imagine, from the venom of
some of his well-turned sentences, that he had made love to one of those charming creatures and been refused. Dona t fail to read what he says, for it is so intensely interesting as to be fascinating: a She is like no one else in the worlda this Filipino woman. From the white mana s standpoint she is least like a woman of any feminine creature. She will work for you, sell you things and treat you politely, but beyond that the attitude of her life, as it is
presented to you, is as inscrutable as a bolted door. You can get well enough acquainted with her hus-'band to detest him cordially, but the nature of the woman is as hard to fathom as a sheet of Chinese correspondence.
a In the first place, she is the unloveliest of women. There are Chinese, Japanese, Eurasians, Mestizos, or half-castes, and pure Castilians in Luzon. Reference is not made to any of these. The attempt is made to picture the native Filipino female, who is in the villages, cities, highways, swamps, markets and rivers. She does not ornament these places, but her presence is needful, like that of the caraboa.
a After seeing Porto Rican and Cuban maidens, a man entering Manila-wili expect to be thrilled again by great, lustrous, dark eyes; but the glance of the Filipino woman will never thrill you. Her eyes are not large, but they are black and beady and unreadable. Very often hunger looks out at you; often hatred, but it is not passionate hatred. It is a stare which neither revolts nor appeals. It seems to be the result of instinct, rather than an action of the brain. Vaguely the thought sinks into your mind as you peer into her dull, unsmiling facea the thought that her gaze has been fixed so long upon the tragedy of living that she regards
STATUE OF CIIARI^S IV. OF SPAIN, AT MANILA