Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1917-07-19

"HIS morning l awokc to the
crackle of reSinouS knots in
the great fireplace. The air was
cool and bracing. Outside, the
breeZes stirred the giant pines whose
mastlike trunks reached high into the
air in n vain attempt to look over the
1,000-foot cliff against which our log
resth0use nestles in bed of ferns,
writes Maynard Owen Williams to the
Christian Herald.
We are on the mountain trail of
Benguet. in northern Luzon, in the
Philippines, resting in resthouse
which deserves the name. Roughing it
in northern Luzon is what Irwin Cobb
would call ode luxe" Rich. flavory
oyster stew, fricasseed chicken, tender
peas, sweet potatoes. tea, blueberrieS
and hot biscuit and honey are all we
have had for lunch, but we had all we
could eat, and the Filipino cook Is the
best cook and the tldiest housekeeper
in the Philippines, which is going some.
To appreciate the cool shade of the
lofty pines and the clean. rustic charm
of our pine palace of repose, we must
shoot back to Manila and begin our
trip by auto in the delightful cool Of
morning.
Several men with whom / had ex-
pected to have interviews were either
out OF Manila or In the hospital, and
things seemed to be moving in circle.
Then. one morning, | read that Direc-
tor of Education MarQuardt, Prof. r..
NJ. McElroy of Princeton and others
were to make a tour of inspection Of
the schools in the IcorrOte and Ifugao
districts north of Baguio, and l pro-
ceeded as automatically as possible.
to butt In"
We are travelling in the wilds, where
few years ago head-hunters made
gruesome collections. There are
pythons here and wild boar and other
game in plenty. none Of which l have
seen trace Of as yet.
Motoring on Fine Roads.
1t is ten hours by auto from Manila
to the summer capital Of the Philip
pines at Baguio, 175 miles away and
5000 feet higher up. where blankets
are needed in summer.
For so kilometers from Manila the
big seven-passenger car in which Mr
Miller, his twelve-year-old son, Pro-
fessor McElroy and myself Travelled
rolled luxuriously over the fine
roads through towering arches of CO.
cOnut palms, mango trees and fire
trees (Which become n mass of red
blossoms) over old Spanish bridges
and modern concrete ones spanning
shady, curving streams In which der
ricklike fishing nets rose above the
boats, which lay idly mt anchor in the
warm radiance of the rIorning light
We passed thousands of nipa huts
with matched roofs. built up on stills
so as to keep them dry in the heavy
rains. and to afford II shady retreat
for the razor-backed porkers with long
| shouts like their wild ancestors, and
the spindly legged game ROSTERS with
shiny plumage, slender necks and
heads, and boastful crows-the sport
| ing animals Of the Islands.
In every town there is a Catholic
church. it's steeple topping the view
and its whitewashed or calciminet
walls crumbling through the ravages
| of time In a humid climate. Farther
on, towns are fewer, and the heat
beats into ones face in hot gusts
while the baked fields seem almost
barren, except for cogon grass OF
weeds. For miles we did not see O
house. and the only sign of life was
the wavering rush of crowded motor
cars, which dash by at frenzied speed
After passing u toll bridge, which col
lapses when the rainy season make:
heavy bamboo RATS necessary. WI
! turned aside from the main road ant
visited the North Luzon Agricultural
college at Las Munos.
Teaching the Natives Farming.
The school Is not II show place. bu
a workshop. and its director, Mr.. Moe
a graduate of the University of Wis
cOnsin, is working with ideas rathel
than expensive equipment. Tuition
Is free. and each boy earns his foot
by working ut productive labor AT tn
rate of three cents an hour, with meals
costing four cents each. The boys no
only build their own buildings. bu
have set up machine shop with ;
discarded traction engine, which COS