The Newtown bee., 1900-04-13

wounded comrade and placing him on his horse. Just as he was about to ac. complish his purpose savage volley bit the air, and an officer who had sprung npon rice paddy shouted:
 "Cesse firing; he's doing a mighty game thing!'
 The limp figure was seen to collapse en- tirely and tumble back upon the ground, His would-be rescuer bent low over him again for the space of an instant, until he saw that he was dead and that his periIous dash had been in vain. Then with a movement quick BE flash of 8 startled pickeral he refined his caballo's head toward the woods again, striking him blow on the flank that started him into series of springs through the wiry grass. As the horse started his master wreathed his lank hand in the short tangled mane, vaulted from the ground and in twinkling was lying low on the animals neck, kicking it's sides, and urging 1t into @ wild race back toward the woods, while the Americans out of that sentiment of respect that brave men always feel for brave men, did not fire 8 shot in his direction.
 THE LITTLE BROWN MAN WHO WASN'T AN
 AMIGO.
 When an insurrecto Is captured in an action it is customary for him to protest that he is an amigo, and that the insur- q II nf xnhnrn 1R most sinister nature, had taken him pris- oner, and, on account of his we'll known American procliVities, had compelled him to perform the menial duties of burden bearer, until the Americans, thank God, rescued him.
 At Lipa the Thirty-eighth Regiment found an insurgent in full uniform and shot in the leg. He was put on litter and s3nt with some other prisoners to Calambs, to be taken to Manila by boat. A soldier in the detail which guarded them offered the wounded man some wat CT, saying as he did 90:
 "You amigo, eh!"
 The little hombre looked at him in "@J St1~AS W S0AA AhFC Sbu1Gu
 "No! Me Filipino soldier. Me combat Americana"
 The soldeir raised shout, Here, fell lows, here's game nigger. He says he's no amigo and Is going to fight us as soon as he gets chance."
 From that point on to Calambs the wounded captive was treated with all of the honors of war. The boys in khaki gave him hard tack, of which the natives are ludicrously fond, and would have gone thirsty themselves rather than that their prisoner should suffer. Further, they enlightened the Chino bearers that they would break them as to their heads if the little pole accidentally slipped and let the hombre down on the ground, which advice was timely. All of which caused the "Chinks" to wax wroth, and when little later some Filipinos who appeared in the road under suspicious circumstances accompanied the column by. virtue of necessity, the Mongols con- muned with themselves regarding the of Filipinos carrying 8 Fill pino. They communicated with the sol- diers along said lines, but the soldiers railed at them and said,
 "Carry him yourselves. What ig Un- cle Sam paying you for?"
 So the Chinese bore the wounded ns. tive, but didn't do it gracefully, and once or twice it is feared that they set the lit- ter down in such wise as to come peril lously near finding out if the soldiers would keep their promise. They were exhorted to hasten, that no time might be lost in getting to Calamba, and all these pains were rewarded by the insur- recto reaching Manila alive. He was operated on and his wound dressed, and then he was put on boat again and sent to the hospital at Bacoor. The soldiers of the escort on leaving him told him that he was s'bueno" andsto keep stiff upper lip. But their efforts in his be- half came to naught. He died next day in the hospital at Bacoor, in the Filipino ward of the same institution in which EY-... 4 tk. xs