The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1869-06-28

With his grandmotherB AID and influence he
recruited a company Of native Dominicaus,
and received captains commission. He is
charged with having gone beyond even
Spanish captains charter of rapine and pillage
in the march he made with the regiment sent
up TO capture and chastise San Cristovalt
The people there, one bright moonligh.
night, brought out their old white cross
banner from its hiding-place, and, with the
sudden war-cry of God and Liberty !" drove
the Spanish garrison out of the place. Re
enforced by the regiment in which Don Luis
figured, the garrison rallied and re-entered
the place; but it was like entering a city of
the dead The inhabitants had fled, taking
with them to the steep Copper Hills of the
Nigua what their animals could carry, and, so
far as time allowed, destroying the rest, even
to their own houses In a short time the
Dominicans gathered in greater strength and
with more settled plans; and after some rough
experience from guerilla attacks Don Luis
saw his regiment obliged to evacuate San
Cristobal. In taking their unwilling march
back to the sea-coast they destroyed every
thing that did not require too long halt.
They burned houses, shot cattle they did not
take time to dress and eat, and set
fire to the fields of sugar-cane
that the flames might consume not only the
ready hsrvests, but the hedges that protected
them. As his detachment neared the
walls of Santo Domingo, Don Luis was met
| by flying rumors of other disgraces to Spanish
arms and of a wider desolation of hearths
and homes by order of Spanish officials. His
force bivouacked at the old fort of San Jero-
nimo, two miles from the city gates, and,
after making his dispositions for the night, he
spurred on to learn how far the course of
wanton, and worse than needless, desolation
had been carried He reached the broad,
irregular street which stretches from the
Conde gate up the hill of San Carlos. Not
light twinkled in the long vista; not the
murmur of human voice was heard where,
from his earliest days, had never failed the
sound of many earnest, animated voices. 1t
was the dead frame of the pleasant,
| bustling town of his love, through which he
| had rode so gayly only six weeks before.
| Suddenly, the city bells rung out the call to
| evening prayer, and Luis recollected that
| ''God and his affairs remained" He said the
words aloud, and, as he spoke, he saw the
| gleam of single light in window mt the
| American estaRciG, and he rushed to it in
| headlong bewilderment. 1t was on his way to
| La Mia and as he rode into the very piazza
he asked what had befallen there. No one
could tell exactly. The inhabitants of San
| Carlos had been ordered to retire in mass
within the city walls, and there the Spaniards
were stupidity shutting themselves up to be
baited like wolves in a net, by the ex-
| asperated Dominicans. ''We are the last
| family that remains outside, said the Ameri-
can ''but with twenty five volunteers-and 1
| can raise 200 in San Carlos-I would engage
to maintain this place to the end"
II will hold San Carlos for Queen Isabella
with my own company" exclaimed Don Luis
| in an agony Of shame for such unparalleled
mismanagement. ''It will be useless Don
Luis, to struggle for o Government that
neither knows how to make nation nor to
! rule one. You are here alone, well mounted,
and Dominican by birth and right Take
the road to Santiago, and offer your sword
| to the cause of your country.
II will eat it first" said Don Luis, half
drawing it and then dashing it back into the
sheath; 81 belong to Spain and Isabella
Segunda, and will die in their cause"
''As you please, but would prefer dying
for more hopeful cause, and truer friends.
La Mia was given up to pillage to-day, as well
as our place here" So speaking, the Ameri-
can led him to the door, and pointed out to
him how the thick grove of orange trees,
which had obscured the sight of one place
from the other, had disappeared. "Yester-
day, they cut down your fruit trees and part
of mine; tomorrow the work of destruction
will be finished, and San Carlos made unin-
habitable."
''To what end is all this destruction?'
asked Luis, completely stupefed.
''They don't know themselves, In my case
it was reason enough that 1 am American;
but you, loyal Spanish subject, might have
been spared"
Will it be believed that Luis not only con-
tinued with the Spaniards to the end, but
kept with him in his company fifty of the
young colored men of San Carlos; and, what
is still harder to believe, that, after he and
they were dismissed from the Spanish service
and returned here last month, poor, dishon.
ored men, to seek an asylum in the country
they had betrayed they were all received like
the prodigal son of the parable, with entire
forgiveness and generous welcome 1 am
speaking of people / know, of facts that
have, to some extent, witnessed, or it would
be hard to convince me that the same Do
minicans who fought so bravely and sacrificed
SO immensely to break the Spanish yoke
could SO freely and entirely forgive their enc
mics; but sGsit is.--N. Y. Tribune