MOROS: THEIR BARBARITY
and treacherous attack on Lepanto, a Christian village in the Monts country, near the confluence of the Kulaman River with the Pulangui, between the Locosocan and Salagalpon cataracts. This is the extreme southern settlement of the Jesuits, and the nearest missionary resided at Linabo, whilst the nearest garrison was at Bugcaon, some four leagues distant.
The inhabitants, not being provided with fire-arms, sought safety in flight, but the Moros captured fourteen of them. They profaned the church, hacked to pieces the image of Our Saviour, and cut up a painting of Our Lady of the Rosary, smashed the altar, and with the dbris, lighted a bonfire in the middle of the church, which, strange to say, however, did not take fire.
They stole the cattle and horses, looted the village, and marched off with their spoil and the fourteen captives.
When, however, they reached the ford on the River Mulita, five of the Christians refused to proceed into slavery. These were the Datto Mausalaya, another man named Masumbalan, and three women. They were all put to death by the Moros and barbarously mutilated. The flesh was cut from their bones, and it is said that the Moros consumed some of it, and so terrified the other captives that they marched forward into life-long slavery.
Had the converts in Lepanto been supplied with a few fire-arms, this disaster would not have happened.
The Mindanao Moros commonly wear a bright coloured handkerchief as a head-cloth or turban, a split shirt of Chinese pattern, wide trousers, and gaudy sashes.
The young men shave their heads, but after marriage they let their hair grow long.
The dattos, mandarines, and pandits usually cultivate a moustache, others pluck out all the hair on the face. The poorer women commonly dress in white and wear a jacket and a skirt coming down well below the knee. The richer ones wear silks of the brightest colours.
A white turban or head-cloth is a sign of mourning.
The illustration shows a group of Moros of the East coast They are unarmed, unlike those of Lake Lanao.
The Moro noble takes great pride in his long descent, and in the distinction gained in war by his ancestors. During the long hours of their friendly meetings called BichraSy they relate to each other tales of their ancestors' heroism.The Moro noble takes great pride in his long descent, and in the distinction gained in war by his ancestors. During the long hours of their friendly meetings called BichA raSy they relate to each other tales of their ancestors' heroism.