The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-08-26

: but 1 didn't let go of the wire. Then
voice rang out:
Haiti Who goes there?'
The situation was both terrifying
and laughable. There / was hanging.
not between heaven and twenty feet OF
water. so yelled out:
can't do it, mister. there is moth
ing TO halt on
Fortunately for me, the sentry. who
was one of the singua outpOsts, was a
quick-witted fellow. and he didn't
shoot. but ordered me: Advance then
and be recognized.
SO / continued my tight rope per-
Torrance and was soon on the ground
beside him. / then explained the mat
ter, and after reading my pass ne al
lowed me to go.
A pelting rain was falling and the
road which had been newly made, was
soft and gummy. and every now and
then l would step into a mud hole up
TO my knees. 1t was pitch dark. This.
however, only made me more deter
mined to reach town by morning.
L had gone some distance past Gin
qua when l heard some one running
behind me, and presently 1 was ac-
costed in Spanish by a native with:
A donde vas AmiZo?' or Where are
you going, friend?'
To this l said that l was hunting
one OF my mules which. | explained,
mad run OFF from Gingua toward Ma
lolos- The native replied that he had
Just seen one on the side of the road
snort distance behind us and sug-
gested that we go back. OF course. L
could not do that so l told him 1 had
seen that mule, but he was not mine.
Then he insisted that | stay with him
III morning. and presently gave a
shrill whistle. which brought two som-
panions out of their bamboo shacks
WnICh ~ cit
the way from Balinag.
Too Much Amigo.
Things looked bad for me. 1 then
mad three Amigos to deal with. and
the situation was alarming. for / was
not sure whether l was amonc friends
OF foes An Amigo is a treache-ous
Fellow. But these natives merely
pressed me to drink some wine hoping
to get me drunk. perhaps.
was politely urged 10 drink freely,
and they finally agreed TO walk on with
me short distance for company. Any
thing was better than standing still.
and after going few hundred yards
they disappeared mysteriously in the
brush and began giving low signals
a sort of a whistle they have. | never
expected 10 get out of that locality.
Being without side arms and surround
ed by a lot of SuspiciOuSly acting goo
COOS does not produce feelings OF Sc
curity. / was nearly exhausted from
the heavy walking.
About II o'clock I got to the rail-
road track at MalolOs and sat down on
the end of tie to rest and eat some
thing from my coat pocket. On all
sides l could hear cannonading Some
time sharp shooter would get in his
Work-it seemed scarcely 100 yards
away and l thought every time that l
was the target.
After a short stop started on, rest
ing every now and then. for l was
nearly worn out and could hardly hold
my eyes open
I reached Malinti about o'clock
and found that ] had walked thirteen
miles from MalOlos and twentv-eight
from Balinag, which left me
nut Ten miles more TO Manila There
was light in the signal corps office at
the station, and after telling by trou-
bles to the operator. who gave me a
cup OF good army coffee. he told me the
welcome news that a message had lust
been sent over the wire saving soe-
cial train would run in from San Fer
nando at a. m. with the men who
had been wounded during the night
| had supposed the firing was at San
Fernando.
Sleep of Exhaustion.
so I decided to wait the two hours
ana rlde the rest or the way, and in the
meantime to lie down and sleep. with
the understanding that the operator
was to call me when the train came.
fell asleep as soon as my head touched
the hard bench. and when I awOke it
was u:30-the delayed train had Just
arrived.
After quoting a few passages not
found in the Bible, l jumped aboard
The little dinkey coach which had been
my downfall, as l thought. for l knew
t would he impossible to reach town
and get from the wharf to the ship in
The half hour 1 had left before noon
But that could not be helped. Yet I
hoped that something might possibly
happen TO hold the boat till afternoon
And I was not disappointed. l arrived
IT the quarters and was told that the
BOAT would not leave until 4 o'clock
But the most grateful man ! ever
saw was Captain Critchlow. He gave
ne handshake that 1 will never for
get. Then he patted my muddy back
ind promoted me, when we got on
BOARD, though l never could figure out
he logic of il. because l was Just as
anxious as he was to get the papers