The Republican journal., 1899-03-23

a DAY, and DO not teel that miserable burning
IN the stomach after eating"
and kept this girl a prisoner at their
mercy. In the night she strangled the
brutal lieutenant who held her in bis tent
managed to elude the guard by creeping
on her hands and knees through the I'M
derbrush, and thus escaped. Hiding by
day and wandering by night, hopeless,
hungry, half crazed by grief and fear, she
finally reached Habana and the mercful
end of grave in the reconcentrado corner
of the great cemetery where our Maine
boys lie, amid the gruesome collection Of
uncotfined bones of more than 10000
other unfortunates.
Nearly all the officers under Gomez had
their wives with them in the field because
they dared not leave them at home An
tonic Maceo also had more than hundred
females in his regiment-not coarse and
shameless Amazons who chose the wild
lite Tor love Of adventure, but mostly
honest wives and mothers. They dressed
-
and machetes, marched with the men, cn-
dured all the hardships of camp and field
and made as intrepid and accomplishing
soldiers as any. Among many well aa-
thenucated stories, space forbids the tell
ing Of but two or three. One of the. most
romantic incidents OF the war was a mar
rage ceremony, performed at dawn III the
mountains of Puerto Principe. The groom
was Captain Robau, a handsome, well
educated and once wealthy young planter;
the bride, the runaway daughter of one
OF his tenants. Robau had long loved
the young lady, but as she was in humble
circumstances, the rigid rules of Cuban
etiquette kept them apart. At the begin
ming of the war he recruited a company
from his own neighborhood, composed
entirely OF his personal friends, all we'll
bred young men. When they started for
the field--their horses tails braided with
ribbons, each man wearing a wreath of
palm around his hat in honor of the cap
tain S sweetheart, they rode direct to the
girl house and saluted her as she stood
on the balcony with her mother. Robau
went inside and asked that he might marry
her at once and take her with him. fearing
that some evil might befall her in his alb
SERGE. The parents refused, and he rode
away broken hearted. Two days later.
when the CON pany had gone many miles,
the girl mounted on horse, dashed to
the captains side. She had run away from
home in order to join her lover. Without
an hour delay Robau sent two men. with
an extra horse and an empty saddle, to
fetch the nearest priest The good padre,
muttering Ave Marias all the way, ex-
pecting to be killed, arrived with his
escort just as dawn was breaking in the
east. So the young people Were married.
Sonora Robau followed her husband all
through the war; and now with her little
boy is at home on the Robau plantation.
The women of San Juan Martinez took
no small part in the rebellion. When the
Spanish troops under Cornell were on
their way to the city, the citizens, men
and women, met and took vote as to
what course they should pursue. They
decided to burn their town to ashes, rather
than have it destroyed by Spanish soldiers.
SO while the men took all the horses and
hurried to the field, the women set their
own homes on fire, and then, with their
children in their arms, walked to Guane,
twelve miles distant. The Spaniards, en-
ragged at finding themselves batfled, started
in hot pursuit. Hearing Of their approach,
the women fired Guane and fled to the
next mountaineering; and so they kept
up the merry chase, burning village after
village, until they reached the insurgent
army.
The wife of Senior Damien Peresote. a
political exile in the Isle of Pines, follow
ed her husband to the penal colony, re-
solved to hberate him. While he was
working with several others telling tim
Der, she suddenly appeared, snatched a
gun from the surprised guard and point
ing it at his head threatened him with in
slant death if he moved. Her husband
and his comrades rushed forward, bound
and gagged the guard before he could give
the alarm, and escaped from the island in
an open boat. They reached Cienega de
Zapata in safety, and afterwards joined
the revolutionary forces, Mrs. Peresote
acting as nurse till the end of the war.
Though so fearless in the face of danger,
belligerance is fartherest from the natural
find their hearts content in the quiet of
the home CT Gle, with no ambition to
shine in public favor. Now and then,
however, genius appears, whose light