The Goodland republic. [volume] (Goodland, Kan.) 1891-1907, 1900-10-26
BENEVOLENT
ASSIMILATION.
a Republican Newspaper AC-
count Of a Philippine
Battle.

Just past this a few hundred yards
we saw a solitary body lying in the
read The body was almost striped
Of clothing. ana there we're no marks
OF rank left on the blOod-sOaked coat
But the face Of the dead man had a
iCok had never noticed On the face
OF other dead men had found in in
surgent uniform on the field Of battle,
in the wake Of an American firing
lire. The features were clear cut aud
forehead high and shapely. decided
the man must have been an insursenC
ofhcer. A soldier came running down
the trail.
That's old Pillar" he said. I'VE
got the old rascal. guess he's sorry
he ever went up against the Thirty
third
There amt no doubt about its be-
ing Pillar" ratified on the young sol
der. I'VE got his diary, and his let
tiers, and all his papers, and Sullivan
Of our cOmpsny's got his pants, AID
Snider's got his SHOES. but ne can't
wear them because they're too small
and a sergeant in G company got one
Of his silver spurs, and a lieutenant
got the other, and somebody swiped
the cum buttons before I got here or
would have swiped them, and all
got was q stud button and his collar
with blood On it"
So this was the end OF GregOriO del
Pillar Only p years old, he managed
to make himself q leader Of men
when he was hardly more than a boy.
and at last had laid down his life for
/ his convictions. Major harsh had the
/ diary. In It he had written under the
date Of December 2, me day he was
I killed:
The general has given me the pick
I Of all the men that can be spared ard
/ ordered me to defend the pass. I re-
7 alize what a terrible task is given me.
| And yet I feel that this is the most
/ glorious moment OF my life. What ]
/ do is done for my beloved country.
/ No sacrifice can be too great"
A private, sitting by the camp FIRE.
/ was exhibiting a handkerchief. It's
old Pillars. It's got Dolores Hosea
on the corner. I guess that was his
/ girl. Well. it's all OF with GregoriO."
Anyhow" said Private Sullivan, q
/ got his pants. He won't need EN-
any more"
The man who had the generals
shoes strobe proudly past, refusing
with scOrn a Mexican dollar and 2
pair Of shoes taken from one Of the
private insurgent soldiers A private
J sitting on a rock was examining
! golden lOcket containing a curl Of a
wOman's hair. Got the locket OF has
neck " said fhe Sofdsar
As the main column started on its
| march for the summit Of the mountain
a turn in the trail brought Us again
in sight Of the insurgent general far
. down below US. There had been no
/ time to bury him. Not even a blanket
OF q pOnchO had been thrown over
him. 1
4 crow sat on the dead mans feet
/ Another perched on his head. The fog
/ settled down upon US We could see
the body no longer.
/ We carved not a line, and we raised
not a stone.
4 But We left him alone in his glory.
And when Private Sullivan went by
in his trousers. and Snider with his
shoes, and the other man who had the
cUf buttons, and the sergeant who had
the spur, and the lieutenant who had
! the other spur, and the man that had
! the handkerchief, and another man
( that had his shoulder straps, it sud
denly occurred to me that his glory
was about all We had left him--Rich-
/ ard Henry Little in Chicago Tribune