Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1900-10-17
BENEVOLENT
ASSIMIL. ALTON.
A Republican NeWspaper Ac--
count of a Philippine
Battle.

Just past this few hundred yards
We saw solitary body lying in the
read. The. body was almost striped
OF clothing. and there were 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
line. The features were clear cut and
forehead high and shapely. l decided
the man must have been an insurgept
officer. A soldier came running down
the trail
That's old Pillar" he said. I'VE
got the old rascal. guess he's sorr;7
he ever. went up against the Thirty
third (. -
There amt no doubt about its be-
ing Pillar" ratified on the young SOL
der. We got his diary, and his let
tiers, and all his papers, and Sullivan
OF our company's got his pants, ard
Sn1der's got his shoes, but he can't
wear them because they're too small.
and sergeant in G company got one
OF his silver spurs, and lieutenant
got the other, and somebody swiped
the cuff buttons before l get here or
l would have swiped them, and all Z
got was stud button and his collar
with blood on it."
so this was the end Of Gregorio deb
Pillar. Only % years old, he manages
to make himself a leader OF mem
when he was hardly more than a boy.
and at last had laid down his lie for
his convictions. Major Marsh had the
diary. In it he had written under the.
date of December 2, Inc day he was
killed:
THE general has given me the pick,
OF all the men that can be spared and;
ordered me to defend the pass. / re-
alize what terrible task is given mea
And yet I feel that this is the most
glorious moment or my life. What I
do is done for my beloved country
No sacrifice can be too great
A private, sitting by the camp fire.
was exhibiting handkerchief. Its
old Pillars. It's got Dolores Hosea
on the corner. 1 guess that was his
girl. Well. it's all off with Gregorio."
Anyhow" said Private Sullivan. "E
got his pants. He won't need 'em
any more"
The man who had the generals
shoes strobe proudly past, refusing
with scorn Mexican dollar and a
pair of shoes taken from one of the
private insurgent soldiers. A private
sitting on a rock was examining a
golden locket containing a curl OF Z.
womans hair. Got the locket Off has
neck said the soldier
AS the main column started on it's
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
or poncho- had been thrown over
him. ~
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 line. and we raised
not a stone.
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
cuff 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 lman
that had his shoulder straps. It sud
denly occurred to me that his glory
was about all we had left him.-Rieh-
ard Henry Little in Chicago Tribune