Semi=weekly graphic., 1899-04-05
A REBELS HEAD.

This is not really my own story-it IS my grandfather's. Still, since it ia all Tn the family, I may as we'll tell IL; and, besides, it has special interest hoW, when so many people in this land are looking and longing across the Pa cihc to where our flag floats over Man. fla bay
 In the year 1942 my grandfather, a young man of 20, shipped as common sailor on the three-masted ship Polly Ann of New Bedford, bound from New York to the Philippines with a cargo of flour. The voyage was uneventful. and 136 days after passing Sandy Hook the Polly Ann dropped anchor in Pasig river, Manila.
 During the ships stay there grand father, who was of an Investigating disposition, looked over the city pretty well, and believing there were chances for wide-awake Yankee to make a fortune in the islands, he quilted the ship and took service with trad. ing firm on the harbor front. Tn 10 years he was manager, of a business of his own, and man of influence among the foreign traders. The Spaniards, S1Os %OO1A~o OR lO Il11l tlAQ 1CSHEGLGO him.
 AS his business grew he was unable to manage all the details of the in. creasing trade, and so called to his help a young Filippino named Juan Ag- uado, bright young man, half Span ish, half Malay, who had formerly been an assistant in the packing house. Aguado possessed polished, courtly manners, and a good education; he had received his schooling at monastery and grandfather trusted him implicitly, for in the course of time he made him chief clerk and adviser.
 Aguado was absolutely fearless-that was where his Malay blood showed out, grandfather would remark; when he himself had occasion to refer to the story. They were out hunting one day in Q jungle, some 10 or 15 miles away from the city, when they were charged by q maddened buffalo that dashed out of a water hole upon them. They both ran for cover, but grandfather, by some mis-step, tripped on a vine and fell, and before he could regain his feet the animal was upon him. It was no time to use a gun-they were armed with nothing but light fowling pieces for pigeon shooting When grandfather fell, Aguado, who was a little behind him, made a leap to one side to pass him; but he was not think. ing of saving himself. Quickly draw ing his kris, which was another mark of the Malay in him, he rushed back up on the buffalo and stabbed it through the neck again and again with the deX- terity of q veteran matador. The Duf- falo fell dead in it's tracks and grand father crawled away with a broken arm
 From that time on the two men were like brothers. Juan seemed glad that he had had an opportunity to show his regard for his employer and bene- factor, and grandfather was too much of a man to be anything but generous to one who had saved his life.
 But it was about the end of their comradship. One day a native from up country called at the warehouse for Aguado. They retired to q distant part of the building and talked long and quietly together. Then the strang- CT went away and the clerk returned to his desk.
 That night, when it came time for closing, Aguado said: 'Sener, I must leave you-I am wanted at home, and 1t will be useless to try to detain me-"
 Grandfather was surprised beyond belief, almost; but he did not try to disuade him. He paid his arrears of salary, added a handsome bonus, and said good-by to the only man in the east of whom he was truly fond.
 Two years passed and not a word came from Aguado; but that was not very strange, for the province where he lived had been in open revolt for some time, and as the fighting on both sides was constant and relentless, com munication with Manila was practical ly cut off.
 However, as time went on the rebel lion was crushed, and the insurgents were scattered or captured. The lead CT of the revolution, one Luiz Berceo, was a man of considerable generalship and resources, for without munitions or money he had held his ground against the Spaniards for q long time, and had intrigued successfully among the native troops sent to oppose him. Rllt he could not hold forever, and he too. was a fugitive.
 Then it was that the Government re- sorted to an eEpedient often tried in Snanish countries for catching those who will not surrender-a price was set on Luis Berceo's head. Placards were posted in Manila and throughout the islands wherever Spanish author lty was recognized, proelaiming q re- ward of 40000 Mexican dollars to the ene who would bring the head of the lnsrrgent leader to the authorities. Nv grandfather had frequently seen tInse annonpcements and wondered