The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-08-06

"A short, severe war is less cruel
man q ioAg, drawn out fight" said the
Everybody knows IT. So why do the
people at home oriticise us, and libel
/ and court-mar1ial us because we use
every means in our power to prevent
! further rebellion 80
They ought to be thankful we don't
use Spanish methods" said Wilcox the
Junior member of the mess. He was
onIy SIX weeks out of his cadet gray,
and a new arrival at Camp Chicobang.
.. The captain smiled, pleasantly.
'No? he said. Haven't we a recon-
centrado system similar to theirs :?
Haven't we a blockade? We're mere
~ taking up affairs where they left
them' and following Spanish methods
In our own way When this rebellion
began, we tried 10 treat the natives
! as civilized FEATURES. Sbut, thank heav-
EN-. We're learning sense at last"
The suhaltern flushed to the roots of
his close cropped hak', DO you mean
cruel, is justified in war2I
! About that" said the captain
Z amused at the boys interest in a sub
jest which was a stale one to the rest
| or the mess. This business has eot
TO be straighteneds out, and that's ex-
aetly what you>and are here for War
- wrong; therefore il is cruel and
DrutallzIng- benevolent assimilation
talk is all rot. and as for civilized
measures used are adopted as circum-
stances arise, and must be cruel or
| oafbarous, as the necessity calls for"
= =
Wilcox was staring at him, half in
horror, half in fascination. And men
can talk that way in the twentieth
century" he murInured,
The captain smiled again. 1.-The only
way 10 carry on war with this people
is to do TO them as they first did to
US, AS long as We spare them. they're
going to think We're weakiings. ana
grow holder by result. They haven't
any honer; you can't treat them as
white men, Their own methods are
what they expect, and their own meth
DDS are the only means by which this
fighting VIII ever be stopped. 1t may
involve an awful lot OF suffering for
non -combatants, but we can't help
Enough" then the Insurgents viii lose
their support and the rebellion will be
at an end-for a while"
wilcox was playing nervously with
his fork, and biting his lips at If to
keep back words he would not speak
He was young, and his high ideals of
| the calling he had chosen had made
him blind TO the hard facts with which
he was now brought TO face. It was
impossible to believe that his own
countFymen--officers OF the United
States army-could be so cruel. SO bar
baFous- He did not care what the cap
tain said; bloody treatment must serve
only TO ALLEVIATE this struggling people.
II the rebellion had once been handled
differently, what was the cause of this
reYersion To the savage? Had the lust
of blood so crazed the white men that
they forgot their race. they civilization.
their upbringing? Wilcox. pitied the
Filipinos; they, at least were lighting
for their liberty.
s%s
by the way" said the captain, 'did
any of you fellows hear that the gem
eraI expects 10 catch Luiz Maha. who
and tried to murder the port COM
mander?
Been wounded9" asked some one.
No. but his wife had baby recent
tiers so easily. They'll shoot him on
sight
well. I hope they see him soon,"
said the medico, Hes made more
trouble for us than any other insur-
recto I'm that part OF the island"
A sudden sound of running feet was
heard through the din of the rain out
side. The door OF the mess hail rasped
open. and dripping figure appeared
on the threshold.
THE colonePs compliments TO the
commanders OF X and O troops, and
viii they please report to him inme-
diateiy? Outpost No has been cut
up by insurrectos, and Lieutenant Ell
lard and men at No. have been cap
tured."
I'm the blaekness of the night before
dawn, a long line of men, lying fiat on
the soggy ground, worned their way
through the tall rank grass. On the
crest OF q steep ascent, the leading
figures halted cautiously, and one by
one the men came to standstiil, each
with a hand on the foot OF the man
ahead. \ light was beginning to streak
f1a So r1Tk72 ne mr. Ia ~
the native guide in a soundiess coll
loquy.
What does he say?' asked Wilcox.
the subaltern. He, was wallewing. IN
the mud like carabao, and his clothes
were coated with dirt,
''The hacienda of the insurTecto conf
mandaRte IN just below u.s. returned
the captain. They'll be perfectly un-
suspeeting, and unless they've had time
70 move on, it's likely we'll find our
In the gray dawn the Ainerioans
drew their lines about the little plan
tation, and lay in an unseen circle a
stones throw from the brown uipa-
woman with two naked children go into
the shack. a tall man in ragged white
was putting out the wash to dry,
''i7y the eternal" whispered the cap
tain, eXcitedly. IL it isn't a Spaniard!
We've had rumors that the Gugus
We're keeping some prisoners up here
as slaves"
The tall man glanced toward the
jungle, and saw line OF blue and
khaki-eiad figures spring into view.
His eyes buiged from his head, and he
stood motionless with anazement.
Suddenly. with a shout of viva los
Americanos! Viva LibertadI" he
dashed forward. open-armed. A hurly
sergeant met him with a knockout blow
on the chin. and the Spaniard stag
gered back rubbing his face without
resentment. He understood that si-
lenc0 was demanded.
"OVer the hill," he cried, dancing
about with pain and excitement. They
have just left here with three Ameri-
can prisoners. Hurry and you VIII
catch theml Hurry, hurry. but take
me with you"
once more they dashed into the for
est. The subaltern, running beside the
rescued man, noticed that his shirt was
stained with blood, and the futtering
rage gave giimpses OF the raw. hayed
skin beneath.
what does that meau?Y he asked
in his schoolboy Spanish.
The man smiled, Past sorrows were
nothing to him now.
II have been two years a prisoner"
he said. lone receives many beat
ings."
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