Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-07-14

inside the radius. The circio contains ex-
cellent land. ard in the growth which Jolo
will have through the develC pmeit Of the
agricultural resources OF the Island of Suu
ii will be worth great zeal for building
lots, as 1t comprises the only section upon
wE.ch more houses can be built.
The buildings of Jolo are nearly all of
two stories. each having Shop on the
ground floor and liv;n.; quarters above it.
The oyster SHELL window common to the
north, Is used here, and the architecture is
about the same style as that of tie better
houses of LuZon- There are large bar
racks for the soldiers, a xell-constructed
fort, so that the troops are quite as COM
fortably quartered as They could be at
home.
The business of the town is done almost
altogether by the Chinese. there being only
one Moro merchant in Tie whole town.
Early Morning at JoIo.
One of the qucerest places in Jolo is the
market. 1t Is largely patIonizcd by the
Moros, who are the chief pcddlers md mar
ket sellers. The business begins at 6
o'clock in the morning aid 1t ends before
g. 1t begins at because the gctes are
not open before that time. l got up at 5:45
yesterday morning to SEQ the crowd of mar
ket people enter the city. The sertinels
were pacing the streets. There were two
soldiers at the gate. End in front of the
gate itself. under the tower which rises
above 1t, two Other soldiers were sleeping
Il,
l could hear only the barking of a dog the
growing of cocks. and The snoring Of the
soldiers. / craWled Laler a hammock and
mounted the steps Of the tower and from
its window looked down outside of the wall
Below me stood motley a crowd as
you VIII ind in any part of the world. The
only one / have seen which will compare
with 1t is that which gathers at the gates
of the capital of Corea market morn
ings There the crowd was of yellow
faced, Acknowledged mortils. dressed in
white gowns. Here the people are dark
faced. straight-eyed, nalf-naked MalSvs
Stand with me on the tower and let us look
"a them together. There is Moro with a
half dozen chickens. He is clad in
jacket and dirty white drawers, but he
wears a white turban and has gorgeous
red belt at the waist. Beside him stands a
black-faced boy in a broech cloth. He has
six green cocoanuts fastened to each end
of that pole, which rests upon his shoul-
ders; he Is bringing them to the. market
for sale. Further over arc t.ro Moro Wo-
men, half hiding their faces. They have
red cotton cloths wrapped about their lean
persons They are barefcotcd and almost
barelegged. and you fc&r that the wind will
blow Off their gowns. Each has a basket
OF vegetables on her head which she bal
ance3 there without touching it, waiting for
the gate to open. In the same crowd there
are pgtailed Chinese, carrying baskets of
lettuce and vegetables on poles. There are
Mohammedans with punches of oranges and
Moro boys loaded down With bananas, du-
rien and bread fruit. What variety of
hats. Here is one just below us, which is
as big as parasol, and by Its side, hiding
the head of n woman, is another the size
of a soup plate.
But there! The bugle sounds, The crowd
wakes up. as 1t were. The gates open and
all rush for the market.
Queer Market Scenes,
Let us follow and see how they buy and
sell down here in our Mohammedan land on
the edge of the tropics. We are in a low
building consisting of walls of stalls about
hollow square. But few of the stalls are
In use; the most Of the peddlers have squat
ted down on their heels in two long rows
facing each other with their wares in front
of them spread out on the ground. Some
have laid green banana leaves on the sand
of the court and upon them have placed
little piles of eggs fruit. betel nuts and
vegetables of various kinds, while others
have laid their wares in the dirt All are
chewing the betel smoking as they wait
for their customers.
Can These BE American Citixenss
Cast your eyes up and down through the
market Could you ever conceive such peo-
pie American citizens? They are more
fantastic and savage than you ever imag-
ined. Let us notice them as they squat
down before u.s. Here, under our feet is
a dark-faced woman with hair like n ne
gress. Her dress consists of a dirty brown
cotton cloth as big as a sheet, which she
has SO loosely wrapped around her shoulders
| that 1t has fallen down. She has a rag
about the waist which barely reaches her
knees. Her face shows little intelligence
The eyes are bleared and down the corners
of her mouth are streaks of the blood-like
stain of the betel. She opens her lips and
you see that her teeth are as black as your
boots She is as dirty and ugly as any old
woman Of the African wilds. As look at
is dirty and ugly as any old woman of
the African wilds. and 1t makes one almost
gag to think her his sister. AS look at
her she sees my note book and begins to
primp. combing up her wool and drawing
| in her dirty brown rags over her bosom.
Further on are more women of the same
| class. although some are better dressed.
ing the betel, and every woman and man