The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-02-07

s. Elyidge and Harry Bogart, both OF
st. Paul On Monday, the 9Th, they
hied themselves from their quarters to
ascertain for themselves the attitude of
the insurgents They went to Malabon,
about six miles outside of our lines,
north of the city, where they were stop
ped at the block house now held by the
insurgents. Surrounded by mob of
curious Fflipinos, who were armed to
the teeth with Remington rifles and
machetes, they said they were on a mis-
sion of peace and that it was their Gu
riosity to see the outlying country that
had brought them so far from their
own lines. They We're allowed to pass.
After passing numerous streams and
canals, caused by the tide, which was
at its height, they reached a large stone
building, surrounded by a high stone
wall. About so soldiers, who seemed
to constitute the entire garrison, came
pouring out of the gate with drawn
machetes, but demanded nothing more
than a pass. The boys showed them
their old guard passes, which, of course,
were not recognized, as they failed to
bear the stamp necessary for admit
tance to the insurgents territory. How
ever, they did not in the least attempt
to interfere with the boys, except to
tell them they could not go further.
They then struck back until they were
out of sight of the insurgents when
they again started inland. After some
more floundering through swamps and
canals they came to higher ground,
near the railroad. After following the
road for considerable distance, they
started off on a buffalo trail into a
thick growth of woods. Leaving the
trail after while, they came to small
creek, which they followed toward the
mountains, wading knee-deep in the
water, with their shoes and stockings
in their hands.
ut was in this creek that they made
their lucky find. In STOPPING down to
pick up a small shell, Bogart slipped
and plunged his hands into the sand.
Picking himself up, he noticed glisten-
ing object at his feet. which turned out
a match head. Further search revealed
myriads of smaller nuggets and the
sand was actually full of small dust
flakes. This was all on the bank of the
stream about three feet from the wat
er's edge. They were interrupted in
their search by the ever-wandering in
surgents, and filling their handker-
chiefs with several handfuls of the
sand, they started for home, where they
arrived shortly before taps, thoroughly
tired, but enthusiastic over their find.
A test of the nugget showed it to be
gold-almost pure"
The following appears in the Amer
lean Soldier, one of the Manila newspa-
pers:
ellis Christmas Letter Home"
Dear Moll: It's Christmas day,
But you wouldn't think it to see the
way
These natives dress on winters day
1t would make you shiver if told
you now,
But I wouldn't do it, as don't know
how
I couldn't explain in the proper form
Without you'd see the way I was born;
can see you all at the old home
there,
Eating the turkey and even my share
But I blame you not for your appe-
tites fine,
AS know how 1t was, once on a time
| T can stay here and stay here, as
long as they wish,
But when / get home, I'll not again be
| fish.
4 So here's to you all, with moral
| you know,
| Stay home while you're there and you'll
| never eat crow.
| Contributed.