It was a religious observance lasting three days, and pilgrims from many villages thought it their duty to go there on foot. A great dingy old church with buttressed walls yards thick, a large plaza shaded by big trees, and beyond, on all sides, the native houses. Such a crowd I have rarely seen. Everybody seemed to think it his duty to dance; and men, women, old men and children, mothers with babies and papas with kids, shouted, jumped around, danced, joggled each other and rumpussed about until they were blue in the face, dripping with heat, and covered with dust.
Matapos ang lahat ng pag-aaabala, dito na rin po kaya natatapos ang ating gampanin? Nakalulungkot isipin na karamihan sa ating mga Katoliko, dito natatapos ang binyag. Ang ilan, iniaaasa na sa paaralan ang sa simbahan ang paghubog sa kaluluwa ng kanilang mga anak. Biruan pa nga noon na may mga taong tatlong beses lamang pumapasok sa simbahan, noong sila ay binyagan, ikasal at pagmisahan sa kanilang libing.