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AMERICAN TRAITOR
A Filipino Woman Won His Love and He Deserted His
Flag, Only to Meet Death.
From Manila comps lhe sad but true
story of an American soldier who went
out to fight the Filipinos, but who de
serted his regiment amt joined the rebels
to please the whim of a little, bewitching
Filipino woman. His end was that which
comes to many who listen to the siren's
song, and as a traitor to his country, it
was deserved.
His name was Haze—Henry Haze, Cor
poral Henry Haze, of the First Califor
nia. They didn't know very much about
him out in San Francisco, but one day
he strolled in out of nowhere, pushed a
dozen or so brawny men out of the. way,
captured the recruiting officer with the
swing of his shoulders, and enlisted. He
was a tall, straight-shouldered, good-
looking young man, with a merry eye
and a knack of singing a good song, and
a perfect genius for telling a good story.
He “drilled” like a martinet, obeyed or
ders like a machine, and took to his riile
practice like a duck takes to water. The
drill sergeant set Corporal Henry Haze
down as a “first-class fighting man,” and
every other man in the regiment swore by
him. The pretty California girls who vis
ited the camp of the ‘ gallant First” al
ways managed to meet Corporal Haze
some way. And Corporal Haze always
did the honors of the camp with great
alacrity and no little gallantry and de
votion, says the New York Journal.
When the troop ship sailed for Manila
half of California was at the water front
to bid the California boys God speed.
When the ship went down the blue, blue
bay, and past the island, and past the
Cliff house, black with people, and out
through the Golden Gate into the Pacific,
Henry Haze stood on deck with his com
rades. He lifted his cap. “Boys,” he
said, "it’s God’s country. California, and
God smiled when he made it. But we'll
make it proud of us.” And the men in the
group about him answered after the man
ner of California and said: “You bet.'”
By and by the ship reached Manila.
■ 'c r.iert ueni ^ shore and began tt' 3
life interesting. There were things to see
in Manila. Men and women, and cus
toms and manners, not like unto those of
any other known lands, for a mixture of
black and white and brown and yellow
in a man’s blood makes him do strange
and curious deeds. There are many kinds
.f women in Manila. There are Spanish
women there: thes* wear mantillas and
they flirt with their eyes. There are
Japanese women there: and they flirt
with their fans, cunningly moved with a
supple twist of a plump wrist.
There are English and French women
there: they are very pale and quiet and
do not leave the house alone. There are
black women there, who wear a linen gir
dle and a bracelet. .And there is a woman
there who is part Spanish and part native
and part French, and she is neither yel
low nor black nor white—she is brown,
like a shining brown leaf in autumn, and
she wears a loose robe and a rose in her
hair, and she flirts with the eyes like the
Spaniard, and with the fan like the
Japanese, and she can wheedle like a
French woman, and she has a cat-like
swing of the hips that she got with the
strain of black blood. She is called Chi-
quita, which being interpreted means
“little”—and little she is. and supple, and
slender and round, and wicked and know
ing, and full of all arts and subtleties for
the undoing of men. Especially can she
dance the fandango.
Corporal Henry Haze met Chiquita the
very first day he landed at Manila. She
looked at him and sighed. He looked at
her and laughed. The next day Corporal
Haze was sauntering around a narrow
turning. He met Chiquita. He lifted his
cap and smiled. She opened her big eyes
et him and swept past him like an insult
ed duchess.
Tn the evening when the band plays and
Manila comes out to say “How do you
do?” Corporal Haze met Chiquita again.
She stood under a tree peppered all over
with sickly yellowish blossoms. A man
introduced Corporal Haze to Chiquita.
Corporal Haze bowed. Chiquita stared at
him. “I don’t like men who laugh,” she
said.
Three days after that Corporal Haze
was humming a queer little fandango
tune with a jarring note in ft, like the
buzz of an angry rattlesnake. A little
Frenchman, who was sitting under a tree
close by. lifted his eyebrows.
“You must take eare of your friend, the
young man with the eyes that laugh,” he
said to a “First” map, who was with him.
“He is singing the song of Chiquita.”
“The song of Chiquita,” said the
“First” man. “What’s that?”
The little Frenchman smiled. “Do you
know the snake that rattles?” he said.
“Chiquita—some of us call her by that
name—and (he song lie is singing, your
friend there, that is the warning she
gives, like the rattle of the snake. I had
a friend who killed himself for her, and
there is a man hurled in the graveyard up
there. He was killed with a knife. It is
said he heard the song too often. It did
not agree with him. The negroes say
she is a voodoo.”
The “First” man laughed. “I guess
Haze can take care of himself.” he said.
“I don’t care for coons my own self, but
every man to his taste.”
After that Corporal Haze was only at
the camp at duty hours. When the men
of the First got around anil grumheld at
the climate and found fault with the ra
tions, and wondered how long they were
going to lie caged up there to stare a 1 the
moon. Corporal Haze was never there.
When they were homesick and sang songs
of California Corporal Haze was not j
among them. One day there was news
at the camp. Great news. There was to
he fighting at Iloilo, and Company D,
First California volunteers, was going to
Iloilo to help do that fighting. Every
man in the regiment envied the men of
company D. Every man who was going
sung, at his packing, and every map yho
Mi s -no* .Vdi’.g * ::i<OIU a'lfu . e‘c '
because he could not go.
All but Corporal Haze. He turned as
white as death when he heard about
Iloilo. Some of the men looked at him
anxiously, and one or them began to
whistle “The Girl I Loft Behind Me” in
the doleful time of a dead march. Cor
poral Haze turned and looked at the man,
and his eyes were like the eyes of a mad
dened tiger. The tune died on the whist
ler's lips.
When company D made ready to march
to the troopship Corporal Haze was miss
ing. A guard went up to the town to find
him. They hunted through every alley in
a town of alleys. They went into every
house and bade the dwellers therein
search their premises in the name of the
United States of America and find the
American soldier who was not ready to
go to Iloilo with his company. The Amer
ican soldier could not be found. On the
way back to the troopship the corporal’s
guard met the little Frenchman who had
sat under a tree and looked at Corpora!
Haze that clay in the shade. The little
Frenchman stopped.
“Do you search for some one?” ho said.
The corporal in charge of the guard
drew up his men and saluted.
“Yes. sir,” he said. “We search for ”
The little Frenchman did not wait for
the corporal to finish his sentence.
“For the young man who knows the
rattle song. Yes?” he said. “Chut. It is
of no use to look for him. He is singing
with Chiquita. He has forgotten every
thing but the song of the rattling snake.”
The troopship sailed without Corporal
Haze, and the soldiers that stayed at Ma
nila spent ail their spare time trying to
find tiie deserter, but they never found
him.
The soldiers who stayed at Manila be
gan to be busy. There were riots and
rumors of riots. And one day the Fili
pinos came out of the swamps and swoop
ed down on the American lines. The
Americans were ready for them. The
NEW YORK’S DINNER CONTROVERSY.
While not so intended, much amusement has been furnished by the controversy
over the celebration in New York of Jefferson’s birthday. Other reasons than the
juice per plate caused the trouble, hut the public will remember it as a battle between
the “one dollar dinner” and the “fen dollar dinner.” Eugene V. Brewster and Perry
Belmcnt, respectively, have been the chief sponsors of the two dinners.
New York is the happy hunting ground
of the Bohemian bachelor girl. Bos
ton has cheap apartments, it is true,
but' the rareified atmosphere is uncon
genial to the warm. impulsive na
ture of the young woman who enters
Bohemia because she must or starve.
Philadelphia—perish the thought—is con
ventional to a degree, known on the ther
mometer of fate as “impossible.” Chi
cago is too rapid. Baltimore too slow and
Washington only a panorama .if <j; t
TIIE PRINCESS SALM SALM.
Princess Salm Salm is a native of this country and was promin~ntly identified with
the Union cause dining the civil war. The governor of Illinois gave her a captain’s
commission. She is the widow of Prince Salm Salm of Germany. Her husband, as a
soldier of fortune, was oil Maximilian's staff in Mexico, and through liis wife’s influence,
was made colonel of the Eighth Now York during our civil war. The princess will
restore the regimental colors to the Eighth dnring her present stay in this country.
Washington only a -norama >i 9)^10- • f.
without by jars of milk and mysterious
parcels; within by growing plants, which
like their mistress, try to smile bravely
in the face of hard luck. The window
is at once a conservatory and a refriger
ator. .
A wnshstand, screened charitably by a
rejuvenated clothes horse, covered deftly
with Japanese chintz, and a bed which
ft.ids away like the historic tents of the
A.i-abs. comprise the necessities. The
losses of the toilet are abbreviated in
New York, then, when? competition is
fiercest, poverty greatest and money most
adored, is where the girl who must sink
or swim in life’s eddying ocean sets up
her lares and penates in the form of plas
ter casts and summer sketches. There
she finds a little rest in some old-fash
ioned mansion which saw beauties and
belles i;i its heyday, but now is only a
rookery for birds of passage, under tiie
name of a furnished-room house.
From her attic window sin* can see
chimneys and sky. Up there tiie air is
pure, the city farther away and heaven
nearer. iier window sill is adorned
California First was in the thick of the ;
light The regiment went whooping and
cheering into its first charge.
The Filipinos scattered like chaff before
tin? wind. But the Californians found
them lying dead in rows and huddled
heaps. A white man lay in a pool of
water. He had led the charge. He were
a ragged, tatterdemalion uniform of a
lieutenant of the Filipinos. One of the
Americans stopped to look at him. The
white man opened his cy *s and tried to
sit up. Something rattled in his throat.
Ho waved his hand in a foolish gesture,
like tiie twist of a woman’s hand in the
fandango.
“He’s trying to sing,” said the boy lieu
tenant.
“It’s the deserter,” said the man from
company D.
The white man laughed a little and
then he groaned, and then he lay very
still.
“Dead,” said the li111-• lieutenant.
“And good riddance,” said the man
from company D.
\nd he was dead, riddled with bullets
of his own company, from his own regi
ment. And the men who had come from
California with him vent away and left
him lying in the water, with his face to
the tropic sun and with the hlaek vul
tures circling over him. And that is what
happened to the soldier who threw.away
the flag of his country to please a little
brown Philippine woman. The little
brown Philippine woman is in Manila
now. But she sings her buzzing fan
dango songs to r.o more American sol
diers. They do not like the rattle of the
castanets.
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limes D11 Barry and Reea-
rnter. but none the le’ss re
freshing to the ingenious
genius who presides there.
She is so free, yet so busy;
so much a gypsy, yet so
much a housewife. And it
is such fun to have company
in Bohemia! The wits are
spurred and the heart touched
over the frugal board. And
what a wife she wil make
some fine day, this bachelor
girl! How cheery and sweet,
how tender and true, yet
with a level head and a
strong will—fit mate for the
0110 "'ho wins her. She will
' ' not wed any pusillanimous
n ’ an —of that you may be
sure—only one of the fighting
y cnn 'tuerors.
CONTENTS.
Page 1.—American Traitor
—The Bachelor Girl—Value
of Husbands.
Page 2.—With Lee in Y r irgin-
ia, serial.
Page 3.—Great South: News
Notes—Weclaunee— Stones
and Minerals of the South
—Bill Arp’s Letter—A Pro
gressive Town.
Page 4.—Our Household:
Here and There—In the Li
brary Corner—Tribute from
a True Friend—A Sketch
from Life—The New South
—Our Letter Box.
Page 5.—‘Household Continu
ed: A Trip to Canada—With
the Poets—A Betrousered
Biped—A Talented Woman.
Page 6.—War as a Tonic to
Literature—Some Prolific
Authors—Don’t Be Fussy—
The Mother of Loubet—
Watching Each Other—
Non-Treating C!ubs—Ch ok-
ing Easily Managed—Ste
phen Crane Under Fire—A
Calendar Complication—
History Contest.
Page 7.—Some Georgians of
Our Day, second install
ment.
Page $.—Our Boys and Girls:
A Unique Entertainment—
Just for a Kiss—Jack the
Inventor.
Page 9.—l’ouths’ Page Con
tinued: Sunday School Les
son—The Puzzler.
Page 10.—Confederate Vets’
Page: Memorial Day—The
Blue and the Gray—
Charleston Reunion—Bat
tleship Named Georgia—
Jeff Davis Camp Elects a
Sponsor—Opened the Fight
—Old Libby Prison—Mc
Kinley Will Be Present—
Senator Jones’ Prayer.
Page 11.—The Glass Dagger,
conclusion.
Page 12.—Advice to Parents,
Dr. Talmage’s Sermon.
VALUE OF HUSBANDS
The Latest Quotations as Given by Decisions in Recent
Breach=of= Promise Suits.
CONFEDERATE MONUMENT TO BE UNVEILED
AT CHICKAMUGA NATIONAL PARK, MAY 4.
Men of the present day are beginning
to realize that a promise of marriage is
a serious affair. Maidens’ hearts are not
to be dealt with ligthiy nowadays. The
modern young woman whose affections
have been trifled with betakes herself to
the law in lien of the convent of former
days, and demands cash as a balm for her
shattered faith instead of prayer, medita
tion apd poetry.
During the last few weeks an unusual
number of breach of promise cases has
come before the courts. In none are the
circujnstances, conditions or damages
claimed in any way similar.
There is the breach of promise case of
Miss Mary Gale, housekeeper for Profes
sor W. R. Dobbyn, editor of The Pro
gressive Age, against Franklin N. Miner,
principal of the State Reformation school
at St. Cloud. Minn. Tile young woman
sues for $5,000, asserting that she became
engaged to marry Professor Miner in Min
neapolis August II, and that the contract
was made in the presence of her foster
father, Professor Dobbyn. Miner married
another in Willmer September 11. He
says that although he had mentioned mat
rimony to Miss Gale it was done purely in
an abstract and not a specific case, and
that, moreover, as she was not a church
member he could not think of making her
his wife.
The jury. However, sided with Yliss Gale
and decreed that her devout and re
creant lover shoulel deliver $1,000 to the
plaintiff.
Mrs. Nellie Wallace, one of the belies
of San Francisco, on Deccfnber (>. 1S9S,
filed a suit for breach of promise. Frank
J. Capitain, one of Los Angeles's best
known capitalists, was the defendant.
Mrs. Wallace named $50,000 as the amount
which she would cheerfully accept instead
of a husband in the person of Mr. Capi-
tain. The engagement, according to Mrs.
V. Uace. iCPk | k”’-
!\ii. Ann me a•■idlrv ceremony was ar
ranged for April 12, 1S9S. The trousseau
was ready, but the bridegroom was not.
whereupon, after giving him sufficient
time to retrieve himself, and failing, Mrs.
YYailace appealed to the law. As the
young woman is most attractive and
popular, the conduct of the recreant lover
is severely criticised. He himself denies
that there ever was any engagement be
tween himself anil the plaintiff, for the
very good reason that he is already sup
plied with one wife and is quite satisfied
with the experiment. _
Two dollars a week does not sound an
extravagant amount to place upon dis-
appointe*d hopes and a blighted life. Yet
when the date of the estrangement is
placed twenty-two years back and the
plaintiff demands $2 a week satisfaction
for the time intervening, then the price
at which a woman values a husband be
comes the very respectable sum of $2 -
500. This is the amount awarded Miss
Sonhie Gehring, of Reading, Pa., in her
suit against one Daniel Mayer, baker by
trade.
Away back in IS73, when Miss Geh
ring was but twenty years old, she be
came engaged to Mayer, with the under
standing that the marriage was not to
take place until after the death of his
feeble and widowed mother.
The embarrassing condition of affairs
which ensued was that the old lady
grew daily stronger and seemed to have
found the secret of the elixir of life.
Years rolled on and Miss Gehring began
to have dim forebodings of the futility
of waiting for a dead woman's shoes.
At last, however, in 1897, a mortal illness
befell Mrs. Ylayer. and, much against her
will, she died. Then Miss Gehring nat
urally looked for the reward of her long
waiting. The lover by ths time had ar
rived at the good age of fifty, and his
sweetheart was not far behind. Never
theless, a day was set for the wedding
and preparations went on apace. As the
day approached, sad to relate, the cour
age of the prospective bridegroom oozed
and departed and he hogged a. postpone
ment, finally admitting that he had be
come so used to his state of single bless
edness that he could not bring himself to
the thought of a change.
Miss Gehring. wisely considering that
she had wasted many good opportunities
for “bettering and settling herself in
life.” while waiting the pleasures of her
early lover, demanded legal redress, and
Mr. Mayer humbly and ungallantly re
plied that he would rather pay than
marry. In his defense, however, he
claimed that he had simply been “keep
ing company” with Miss Gehring, with
no intentions of matrimony. The jury,
to their credit be it said, awarded Miss
Gehring. on the first ballot, the full
amount for which she brought suit, thus
establishing the value of a husband at $2
per week.
A refreshing change in the usual or
der of breach of promise cases developed
in Chester. ,Pa., when Erastus Johnson,
an aged negro of sixty-three years, filed
a suit against his lady love, Emmeline
Thompson, a belle of sixty. Erastus told
the alderman that he had been courting
the lady of his affections for seven
years, and that she finally had exhibit
ed the fickleness usually ascribed to the
frailer sex, and had “changed her
mind.”
"Judge,” said the disappointed lover.
"Miss Johnsing done declar’ that she’d
marry me this heah day, and' she now
done and got the nigger in her an’
won't have the cehemony perfohmed, an’
I want the law foh to make her hab
me.”
When Emmeline found, however, that
there was a prospect of her being obliged
to pay good money for not keeping her
word, she declared, “Ole Rastus ain’t
wuth iosin’ a nickel for. I'll marry him
befoah I'll pay a picayune.”
Miss Tillie Wagner, of Philadelphia,
,claims nfce bos 'os' n \ foxtup^ ■
well*as afhiisnand in tiie failure W Dr.
Robert H. Mackenzie, a recent graduate
of the University of Pennsylvania, to
keep his promise of marriage to her.
Miss Wagner seeks to recover $13,000
damages from the doctor on the ground
that in addition to the disappointment
which overwhelmed her she had spent
$2,t00 in helping the young physician to
complete his education, thinking it a
i good investment to increase the value of
her future husband. After his graduation
the doctor refused to keep his word.
There is no decision yet.
A new ruling in breach of promise
cases was made December 7 by Judge
Schuchman. New York city, who or
dered that the plaintiff must prove her
character damaged to the amount claim-
ed. The case which called forth this rul
ing was that of Miss Blanche F. Bur
nell, who is bringing suit against Wil
liam F. Coles, a wealthy young man of
good social position, for the amount of
$50,000 damages. Yliss Burnell is required
to prove that she possesses a character
worth the amount of money claimed.
The wedding day of Miss Burnell and
Mr. yoles was fixed for November 27.
1897. but was indefinitely postponed by
Mr. Coles, who, when sued by Miss Bur
nell. gave as his defense allegations
against the young woman’s character. If
Yliss Burnell can prove these charges
false, she claims that $50,000 is small re
compense for the attacks upon her good
pame, without considering the breach of
Contract of marriagt.
A complicated suit was brought in
Rock Island, 111., a few weeks ago. Mrs.
Mary Ann YlcDermott two years before
brought a breach of promise suit against
Matthias Schncll in the. Rock Island
courts for $75,000 damage^.' Mrs. YlcDer
mott says she was induced to withdraw
her suit, having been entrapped into a
marriage with another man hired by
Sehnell. As the supposed husband had
married another woman, Mrs. McDer
mott decided to renew her former suit
against Sehnell.
BRIGADIER GENERAL HARRISON GRAY OTIS.
“The pen is mightier than the sword,” said Bnlwer-Lytrton, bnt Brigadier General
Harrison Gray Otis seems to do well with both theso mighty weapons. He commands
a brigade in the Philippines and owns a paper in Los Angeles, Cal. A Manila corre
spondent says: “When not fighting General Otis is writing dispatches for his paper.”
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