OUR ISLANDS AND THEIR PEOPLE.
public men had acted with a proper sense of justice and diplomatic wisdom at the beginning, there would have been no war with the Filipinos; but there were sinister influences on both sides interested in precipitating a conflict, and it came as a natural result of prearranged circumstances. Admiral Dewey understood the situation perfectly when he cabled to Washington that the need of the hour was statesmen. The masses of the natives themselves desired no war, and took but little interest in its progress.
Again we quote from the officer who writes so entertainingly: a In the city the natives seem utterly indifferent to the progress of the war. Occasionally the Filipino driver of your quilez will smile in curious fashion as the sound of firing at the front breaks on his ears, and, turning from belaboring the diminutive beast that draws the vehicle, say: a Americano mucho boom-boom, Filipino mucho vamos.a
a It is when she goes a-marketing that the native woman is seen in her most attractive role. She carries her market-basket, a shallow tray, on her head; her hands are thus left free to pull over the heaps of tomatoes, mangoes, pomegranates, shrimps or freshly-caught fish; or to light a new cigar or cigarettea an acquirement possessed by all, from the old, shriveled dame, to the
chattering groups the beasts plunge for that soaking so absolutely essential to their lives. Along the bank little boys in scanty clothing fish industriously with dip-nets for the tiny minnows that swarm below. a Coscosa with freight, or an empty banca or passenger skiff, tie up while their crews strip and take a plunge. Back on the levee the sweating Chinese coolies tug and carry bags of rice, mats of sugar, great wicker-baskets of fowls or cocoanuts, or trot off with boxes and bales of quartermaster supplies. The seething, teeming life of the East is grotesquely mingled with the brisk business manner of the khaki-clad employes of the great power of the Occident that has, with mighty hand, seized this landa to itself? No, but temporarily. Already our eyes look on these strange scenes without feelings of surprise or wonderment, so great is the power of accommodation in the American people.
a Always the American learns the other mana s speech and takes the best of the other mana s ways. Too often he takes the worst, but not many of us have as yet taken beno, that native drink, with which, in comparison, brandy, absinthe or Mexican mescal is but as milk from Missouri meadows. Some of the men have, with the spirit of true scientists, attempted beno; but, as one investigator remarked, a the people of the East are sleepy-eyed and slow, but
ONE OF THE PRINCIPAL BUSINESS STREETS OF NEW MANILA.
tiny girl of six or eight. Her purchases concluded, the tray is again balanced on the head; perhaps her picaninny has come with her; if so, he is caught up and placed astride her hip, and, with cigar smoke curling upward in clouds, she passes out into the street, the crown of scarlet, green and silver, of fruit, leaf and scale, glowing and flashing in the dazzling tropical sunlighta the whole a bit of color not surpassed by flower-girl of Naples or the smiling, graceful, wreath-crowned maidens whom we saw in the cinnamon gardens of Ceylon.
a It is along the Pasig River as it flows with sullen dirtiness between the stone walls that form the landing-wharves, that many of the domestic habits are to be seen. For a distance of many blocks the women throng to the rivera s edge with the family washing. There on the stone landing-steps they stoop, half immersing themselves as they do, to rub and dip the soiled garments, occasionally placing them on the stone to knead or strike with wooden paddles. From over the side of river steamer or coasting schooner pour the waste and deck-washings to add their foulness to the clouded water^ . When the heat of the day it at hand, men drive panting cariboas down the flights of steps, and through the
when their native drink moveth itself aright, flying machines are sorely handicapped for a short dash.a It is deadly for the white man, and even the native Moroman under its influence will forget to shave his eyebrows when he starts amuck, and a shaved eyebrow is, as every one will tell you, the finest and best anting-anting to be found in all these islands of the Eastern seas.a
As usual, the horrors of the war affect the women and children and helpless old men far more than they do the forces actively engaged in the field. A distinguished officer, writing from Manila, describes scenes that he witnessed during a recent scout, that will thrill with pity the heart of every sensitive American:
a A few days ago I was ordered to take out a patrol for the purpose of finding and destroying any supplies left by the Filipinos when they gave way to our advancing line. The road we followed was a poor one, winding around clumps of bamboo and up and down the ridges that marked successive lines of resistance. All this country is arranged in paddy fields, where rice is grown, and every slope is terraced, for the water must be held on the ground for rice. At the edge of each terrace is a bank of earth for that purpose, so that very little work is required to erect defenses, a