Decatur Democrat, Volume 42, Number 45, Decatur, Adams County, 19 January 1899 — Page 6

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— •pieWMRE.oF. . " s_ • ® Glaß4hcs MreeesPT new* [Coj-yr ght, 1897. by J B. L pp ncott Co.] CHAPTER VIII. The port of Sun Luisd’Apra was depopulatid during the smallpox epidemic of ISSII. not a hut being left to show where the town stood; ami had not one of the native pilots been fishing. two mil< s off shore, we might have wasted considerable steam before we could have summoned one from Agana, four and a half miles away. The islanders were not expecting our arrival for another two weeks at least. We anchored safely, however, in 17 fathoms of water, and presently saw a boat putting off from the landing-pier. The senorita and I were leaning over the rail near the accommodation ladder when the party pulled alongside, and we noticed with considerable interest that there were two ladies among them. The first gentleman to come aboard we judged, by his goldlaced uniform, to be the gobernador, Col. de Garma: and in this we were not mistaken. The ladies, with two of his staff, followed; and in one of them we recognized the original of Halstead’s picture—which, by the way. failed to do her justice. Then the party went below for wine and cigars while they chatted over port regulations, the cargo and the latest Manila gossip. After the formalities had been concluded. one of the stewards was sent on deck for the Palacios. Padre Sebast.iano and myself: and our cordial greeting by the colonel's party left nothing to be desired. Halstead must have been telling Penorita Garma something about me, for she seemed to be making a shy but friendly examination of my face when we were introduced, and when her father heard that. I was to remain in Agana the hospitable manner in which he placed bis belongings at my disposal was too sincere to be misunderstood. Visitors from the outside world were at a premium. I noticed that Penorita Palacios seemed rather preoccupied during the conversation, and when she presently carried the colonel's daughter off to her stateroom—for a mutual exchange of gossip and confidences. I suppose—she urns; have dropped a few hints which opened her visitor's eyes to certain things later. Padre Sebasniano was more surprised than he cared to admit when be found that I had accepted an invitation to remain with the gobernador. on the island, and Diaz also wondered why an active Americano should wish to bury himself in such a place for three mot,tbs: but it afterward came out that I was credited with being more of a savant than a business man. my interest in navigation having strengthened this belief. What conclusion the padre arrived at. I neither knew or cared: if we were to be adversaries, inny bueno; we were at cur des:ination. and would soon know where we stood. My luggage, including the wooden chest, went ashore before dark. and. as the steamer could scarcely get away before the next evening, we made up a party to accept De Garina's hospitality overnight. The drive to Agana. from the* pier, we made in a bullock-cart resembling a carramata. but much larger and thatched with palm leaves, and

upon our arrival found a most appetizing supper awaiting us. There is a tradition that Magellan and his fellownavigators left pigs and fowls upon every island in the Pacific, and the plentiful supply of this day ratherconfirms it. When the time came for retiring. I was shown to comfortable quarters on the upper floor of the gobernador’s house, between San Hamon barracks and the church of San Juan Let inn. Senorita Dorotea a>-ce.nipt.liv-ing me as far as the door to assure herself that all my wants were provided for. She was a charming creature, that girl, in spite of her ridiculously oldmshioned costume: and I was impatient to see her in more becoming clothes, as I knew 1 should when she had time to examine the contents of her box. We bad left the original gowns where they were, fearing that her Manila letters might conriin a description of them. Sunday morning we attended mass in the church, and had a delightful drive across the hills to i’mata. A ceremonious dinner at San Hamon quarters followed; then we all went aboard the steamer for a final visit with our friends before they left. I found an opportunity to steal down into the en-gine-room. after supper, for a talk with Mac. His men had been busy ail night unshipping odd bits of machinery from the wreck of the German tramp, which lav, about a quarter of a mile away, fast upon Luminan reef, and bolting three straps so obtained, around the Countess’ shaft. When we went into the alley to look at the repairs, he asked, with a comical wink, if I thought they would hold until the ship reached Manila. Then, when we ascended to his room for a parting glass, he said: "Wee!. Maister Stevvans. Haalstead an’ Aa hae done ower parrt sae wee! as we c’u’d; an Aa trrust ye’ll be sicsaisfu’ wi’yer ain. Aa dinna ken muckle aboot th’ maetter. but. Aa’m aye reddy tae etan’ by ye baith whiles there’s braith left tae me. We’ll be seein’ye soon, Aa hoop. Here’s tae ye, mon.” What Mac said he meant; he was the kind of a friend a man likes to keep through life. When I rejoined the company in the saloon, they were chaffing Padre Sebastiano upon his coming trip to Saipan in a proa; and the goberr.ador unconsciously gave Halstead the opening be was looking for by commenting upon the incivility of government in not providing for the padre's passage in a more comfortable manner. He agreed with the colonel, and, after a little hesitation, said that it might possibly be arranged without direct instructions from beadquarters. In replying to their questions, he said: “If both the gobernador and Padre Sebastiano will agree to hold me harmless in the matter. I think we might drop him at Saipan to-morrow morning. We completed our repairs several hours sooner than I expected, and 1 should be glad to accommodate our friend if he doesn’t mind writing to Manila a brief account of the accident.” “Senor Capitano, you are un generoso! I will the letter write to-night. You shall have no fear of un examincion at Manila. S&ntisima! have not I the casualidad myself seen?” "Muy bueno, padre; I will land, you safely at Tanapag in the morning, and. gobernador. 1 hope to see Guajan again before the compania’s regular boat resumes the service. I feel as though you people were old friends now. and when the Countess is withdrawn I may never happen to return; so I’d like to keep on running here until your term expires, anyhow.” “You do us la gran honra. capitano mio. We are made rich by your friendship: and it shall be that a word is spoken in I’administracion. de la compania. Villabos will cable Barcelona, perhaps —” and so on, with many assurances of regard and influence, untfl Halstead seemed in a fairway toward arranging matters as he chose. It was exceedingly well-handled, the whole affair. Finally the whistle sounded, and we stepped into the boat alongside. Halstead said merely: “So long, old man, be good to yourself;” but there was a good deal in our parting handshake. Much was to happen before we saw each other again. The pilot was so cautious in getting clear of the port that we were driving to Agana before he rounded Catalan bank; but as we approached the town the good old Countess, her lights reflected in the water, caught up with us and blew three long whistles byway of good-by. That night, in my quarters at the gobernadcr's house, I tried to arrange a plan o' action, going over and over the various points until my brain was in a whirl. 1 had little doubt of being able to find the reef, but it was a matter of considerable importance that I should do so as near the wreck as possible. Forrthis reason it seemed obvious that an examination of the document in Fray Ignacio’s coffin was necessary. The church was in charge of Padre Bartolomeo and three brother priests; good-natured, easy-going churchmen they were, who could sing, drink rum, or wager their pesos upon a cock fight with the next man; and, as some one had mentioned a mass which was to be held at sunrise, Idetermined to hear it. Anxious to be on time. I rose half an hour too early, but was amply repaid by the freshness and quiet beauty of the little town. Looking north, a spur of hills cut off the view of the bay; and at their base flowed a little creek which bounded the town on the east and north sides, crossed by two stone bridges, near the lower of which stood Fort San Rafael. Beyond the fort and alongshore to Port Apra, Ihe view was open to the sea. On account of the shoal water for half a mile out, there was no surf, only ripples which showed the direction of the breeze. Between the church and the infantry quarters there was a small open square; and west of the barracks, between them and the artillery magazine, wa„ a broad plaza

which separated the bamboo native huts from the more pretentious buildings of coquina, or coral limestone, inhabited by the Spanish element. Outside of the town, the valley and hills were covered with tropical vegetation indescribably beautiful in its wealth of color and delicate tracery against the skv line. The .streets, laid out in regular pattern, were wide and clean. At. the right of the gobernador’- house, looking east, stood the church, a small chapel, and the college of San Juan de Latran; at the left, between it and .he plaza, were San Hamon quarters, the administrator’s office, the pharmacy and the tribunal; on the southerly side of the plaza, the military hospital and j prison. A few miles back of the town i and itsfoothills rose the peak of Mount Tiniquio; and at the southwest the peninsula of Orote poked its nose into the ocean. I looked at Orote, its rocks and palm trees glowing red in the early sunrise, for several moments. It was to be the base and starting point of all my calculations. A few of the natives were lazilysauntering into the church as I . stepped across the square, and mass , was just beginning. There was a girlish form kneeling by the pillar nearest ! me, and I recognized Senorita Dorotea. who greeted me demurely as she rose from her devotions, expressing surprise and pleasure that I should have wakened early to attend mass. My appearance that morning was a fortunate one in several ways. Padre | Bartolomeo was complimented, for one I thing, and exhibited his satisfaction at I my supposed Catholic tendencies by > showing me what there was to be seen about -the place as soon as the service was over. After inspecting the college build- | ings and cloisters, we went through a i narrow door into a room back of the ■ chancel, where there' were a number I of votive images in wax, representing ; either miraculous escapes from violent . death, recoveries from mortal ill- I nesses, or the cures of foul diseases. ' Although it was as thoroughly un- . pleasant a collection as one could look I upon, some horrid fascination, induced me to examine many of the figures. One. for instance, was dressed in cotton breeches and shirt, over which gouts of blood from a fearful knife cut in the side were flowing, the supposition being that it represenltt’d, the donor at a moment when, the bletssed Santa Catalina interfered in his behalf and enabled him to recover from a wound that would have killed an ox, exaggeration of the injury being presumably the essence of compliment to the blessed saint. Another recumbent figure ha 1 a gangrened sore over its wish bone that w ould have made death from blood-poisoning a certainty in a civilized country; yet the blessed San : Ambrosio had attended to this little I matter for the victim and had got him a barangay to collect from in the bargain; though, as it usually took the form of a remitted consideration in which Bartolomeo was the medium, no embarrassing recognition of the latlter service appeared. Hangingupon the walls were arms with festering sores upon them, legs with slashes which laid them open to the bone, torsos rotting with leprosy, etc., each with its appropriate saint .ticketed thereon. It didn’t occur to me at the time that I should have occasion toremember these things; so when Padre Bartolomeo lifted an iron, trap in the floor, and descended a short flight of steps, I was more than willing to follow him without further examination. The steps led to a series of vaults w hich seemed to be directly under the chancel, some of them being stored with various church appurtenances and others having the appearance of secret tribunals. I afterward learned that in former days a faint reflection of the inquisition had given the island a nameless horror to sundry travelers between Acapulco and. the Philippines —gobernadors who had grown too suddenly rich, and the like. The vaults were connected by narrow and’ foul passages, after going through several of which we came to a chamber that apparently served as the church catacomb. There were a number of niches around the walls, and in each was the mummified figure of a padre in a semireclining position, similar to those in the Capuchin cemetery at Rome; the cowls and gray robes indicated their connection with the Franciscan order, so I was not surprised at this ; though, from Halstead’s story, I had expected to find the bodies inclosed in sarcophagi. While we were looking about the place, Padre Bartolomeo gave me a general introduction to the figures in the niches, as brothers who had held his position in.former years, lit was an easy matter to appear interested —I was really afraid of seeming too much so —and I asked' the name of a venerable mummy with an iron-bound chest, rusted and blistered with age, resting upon hisattenuatedistomach. “That is the blessed Fray Ignacio, senor,” he said, “the most worthy of all the brothers who have lived in the islands. Because of his great goodness and his labors among the natives, it was ordered by the lord bishop at Manila that he should forever be the guardian of our sacerdotal records. We do not make history very rapidly here; so that box which he holds is sufficient to contain them all. Possibly, a hundred years from now, we shall construct for him a larger chest upon which he may recline.” “But have you no sea r that your documents may some day be stolen, under the impression that the chest contains valuables? These islands were named, as you know, with some reason.” “Very true, senor; but he would be a rash man who would brave the vengeance of Holy Mother church by such a sacrilege. There are none in the archipelago who would attempt such a thing; besides, the recordswould be of no value to un heretico; they are but our secret, history.” “And that, I presume, your orders | would forbid your showing to even so

profound a student, and churchman as , the Padre Sebastiano, unless you were | so directed by the bishop . “Well, one would scarcely say so much as that. To a layman, or un heretico. no —tinder no circumstances. But fl Padre Sebastiano —that, you see, is different. It is la gran honra that he does visit us." “I see, I see. 1 had forgotten for the moment how near he stood to the bishop.” This was a chance shot, but I could see by the padre’s deferential manner that it had gone home. We presently retraced our steps to the upper world, and when we saun.J? Sh« must have been embarrassed. tered out into the sunlight I hadiplenty of food for thought. A document, for instance, which would be utterly beyond my reach for consultation, seemed to be at Sebastiano sdisposal whenever he chose to call for it. That there had been no time for him to do so while the steamer wasin port, I felt sure; but that’ he might return from Saipan at any moment was something mere than a possibility. The sight of that box lying across the dead fray’s lap would keep running through my mind, and I thought of in- I numerable excuses which might in- { duce Padre Bartolomeo to give me a peep at its contents, especially if a sufficient quantity of good wine were under his skin. But one and all seemed too risky to attempt. The finding and recovering of the treasure were but minor difficulties; the secreting of and the getting away with it, afterward, constituted the most serious details of the undertaking. Sauntering along toward the plaza, I became more and .more convinced that I must search that box without eitherthe knowledge or the permission of my fat ecclesiastical friend; and the dangers involved in such an attempt so filled my mind that I scarcely heard the senorita calling me from the portico. She must have been embarrassed by the effort to make me hear, for her face was scarlet when I approached the house. “Is it because el padre would not absolve the senor,” she said, "that he has no appetite, and would walk away when the breakfasbdoeswait? Ai.but he must, be the sinful man! Perhaps he did' not present el padre with una contribucion for the good of the church? It is the custom.” “Well. I’m afraid Idid overlook that, tenorita. But I’ll make it all right with. him 1 later. Joking aside, though, the padre treated me very nicely—showed me all over the place. He seems to be a very learned man. No; I was thinking of other matters when you called. Please forgive me.” "Possibly it is that the senor feels sad because la Senorita Palacios has gone away in el vapor? She is muy hermosa.” “Yes, but not more so than Senorita Dorotea. I often compared them from the photograph which you gave el capitan.” “Ai, but how can I believe the senor? Come, let us see if you have el apetito; and afterward you shall spend the day with me as you like. Come.” I often look back to those breakfasts at Agana as among the most delightful hours of my life. Kipling has echoed the heartfelt longing of many a man to get for awhile outside the bounds of civilization—to exist where society is still in a rudimentary state, “where the best is like the worst; where there ain't no ten commandments, and a man can raise a thirst.” If you've 'card the east a-call!a’, you won’t never 'eeel naught else. No! you won’t ’eed noihin’ else but them spicy garlic smells, An’ the sunshine, an" the palm tree*, an’ the tinkly temple bells. Until the wet monsoon set in the table was usually plaeetl under a clump of banana trees in the patio, opposite a grilled gateway through which there was a glimpse of the sea. Sometimes we were joined by the two sublieutenants anß their ladies, sometimes by Padre Bartolomeo and his brother priests. Often the colonel, Senorita Dorotea and I dined by ourselves, idling deliciously over the coffee and cigarillos as we talked. It was a lazy little town. The natives worked as seldom as possible, and spent most of their time day-dreaming in the shade, fishing from the proas, swimming like so many fish and occasionally going off on catamaran visits to such islands as could be seen while the peak of Tiniquio was still above the horizon. They seldom took the chance of navigating beyond sight of land. The senorita seemed to consider me her personal charge, and the gobernador placed the entire menage at my disposal with a courtesy as charming as it was rare. If I chose to stroll by myself I might have owned the island, so entirely was I left to my own free will. If I wished for company I had but to clap my hands and the colonel’s orderly, Pepe, would appear somewhere in the near distance, with the information that I would find the colonel or the senorita in such a place. It seems, as I look back upon it, that I must have idled away a great deal of precious time; but this was really not the case. When they asked me what I would like to do. that first Monday morning. I mentioned being very fond of sailing, and in a few moments we were in one of the proas, with a native

< the thing like an arrow across the smooth water and along the coast to Orote. It. was rather a primitive affair, as far as construction went, but strong enough to stand pretty heavy weathei. The hull had been hollowed out of a tree trunk and was pointed at each ~n d on the lee side it was rounded like anv other boat, but to windward it was‘perpendicularly flat. Lashed across the gunwales about four feet from each end were two straight hmbs of a tree that locked like teak, eight feet long; and these at the cuter extremity were lashed to a rounded and sharpened boom of the same wood. Ti e sail, of cocoa matting, was a triangular one. which seemed out of all proportion to the narrow hull beneath it There was a stout bamboo mast in the middle, and from this hung a smaller and a longer pole wh.ich formed tl.c upper sine of the sail s triangle. meeting the lower one in a point at the bow. where they were secured like a jib. The immense spread of sail pulled us through the water at such a rate that 1 feared we might upset, but the colonel laughed at me. “Eet ees impossible to upset him, Tenor Stefans,” he said. “I has seen the wind lift him clear out of the water, even the outrigger also, but he does c*me down every time upon his feet. The hull so light is that the outrigger booms cannot tear of themselves loose.” "But isn’t it very difficult to sail in anything like a straight line? I should think she’d make an awful lot of leeway.” "Not so, senor; eet ees rot so. Turn you yourself around and watch the top of Santa Rosa mountain. Aou will see a. piece of yellow rock on Punta de los Amantes, just below. Pedro will sail him ten miles into the sea, yet the peak and that rock shall be exactly in line all of the time. Do you but watch him verra close.” For half an hour I did watch, and I am bound to say the two points didn t budge an inch to the right or left of the vertical line. This settled the leeway' question in my mind, and I took such a liking to the craft that I determined to own one. I asked the colonel what thev were worth. "What, one like this? But a few pesos, senor. But I never have heard of one being sold. Each man builds his own.” “Hmpf. Did you ever build one, colonel?” “I—el gobernador! Por Dios, you do but laugh at me! Pedro, how many of the proas have I at Agana?” “All are the gobernadcr’s, exceleneia.” “Aud,hcw many has el Senor Stefans w hile he remains at Agana?” “All of the gobernador’s, excelencia.” "Por Dios, it is true, senor.” “Well, that is exceeding kind, I must say. But. you see. colonel, I am very fond of sailing, and I should like to have one always ready'—one that I was used to—in case I w anted to go off fishing with you, or in which I could take the ladies for a day upon the water. Sometimes I have un melancolia and 1 like to go aw ay by my self, lest I prove bad company. So I’d like to have one of these boats that I could use whenever I pleased. And I don’t think it’s quite fair to take it without paying something." "None but tin Americano would think of it, senor. Give Pedro a bundle of cigars, if you like, and he w ill find you the best one on the island.” That settled the boat question. I had a perfect little beauty before night, and in a few days I was able to handle it almost as expertly as the natives. Being practically unsinkable, and drawing but ten inches of water, it was only neygssary to look out for the sail in sudden squalls; otherwise a child could have handled it. That evening saw a marvelous transformation in the senorita. She had reached the bottom of her Manila box at last, and one of the prettiest of the three gowns had gone on in a twinkling. The memory of Senorita Palacios’ appearance was fresh enough in her mind to show instantly the difference in style between the new and lhe old ones. Her unaccountable possession of the extra finery was something she put off for later and more deliberate consideration, being satisfied. for the time being, to dispatch hasty dinner invitations to the other ladies and shy ly watch the impression produced when she descended among us. I was horribly conscious of my previous meddling in her affairs, and feared I might betray myself; but the gown was so much more becoming to her than it had been to the original owner that I was lost in admiration. She w asn’t one of your unsophisticated girls, either. Her life in Madrid had taught her how to wear even antiquated frocks like a princess, and it needed no stretch of the imagination to fancy ourselves within sight of the Plaza del Oriente, as we looked at our hostess. [TO BE CONTINUE©.] A Point to Investigate. ‘‘My husband suffers terrioly from the cold. ” ‘‘Do you think he really feels it more thun other people or does he only make more fuss about it?”—Chicago Record. Hi* Dual Wife. ; He sees her in the morning and He sees her as she really is Before her maid takes her In hand To work the metamorphosis. He sees her for the ball arrayed, ! Her dress from paradise a hint; Her hair has now another shade; Complexion has another tint. She glides across the ballroom floor, A wondrous being, new and strange. Although he's seen the sight before He still is startled at the change." He tries to seem calm.but he can't; A thought comes he cannot resist— That she feels like a debutante While he feels like a bigamist —Boston Globe.

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