Diary of John E.T. Milsaps

Tuesday, Feb. 21st, 1899

Manila, Luzon Island –Entry made in parlor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena, Tondo Dist.

In the breeze, the temperature feels cool; shut away from it, hot; one perspires freely. A peculiar climate is this.

Out of bed, first serious business reading Bible –am reading in Genesis of Abraham, Isaac & Jacob. Prayer next. My precious God revealed Himself to me last night thro’ the Holy Ghost in His wonderful character of love. Eternal praise glory and dominion be to the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost –ever blessed Three in One –amen & amen.

Cooked breakfast, washed dishes then with Rev. C. Owens went down town. First called at the Imperial Photograph Gallery. At last I succeeded in buying ($1.50 Mex) three pictures of the scenes connected with the Filipino war viz., (1) the Spanish Blockhouse overlooking the battlefield of Caloocan in which I passed 2 nights; (2) dead Filipinos in their trench at Santa Ana after the battle; (3) Third Reg’t Heavy artillery in line, Battlefield of Caloocan. Put them in a large envelope & returned immediately to the post office to catch today’s mail for the United States. Also wrote with lead pencil, enclosing 10 cents postage stamps, a letter to Mr. Hazeltine editor of Smith Bend, Wash. “Journal” for one copy of that paper in which was published a letter written by Rev. C. Owens, Edition No. 50.

Down on the Escolta purchased some beautiful seashells for my collection. Visited at same time “Freedom” editorial office, & listened to a glowing eulogy of a forthcoming book re the Philippines to be published by Hisk Judd Co. San Francisco.

Made my dinner on bread, guayara jelly, & lemonade. Cleaned some shells & read an article on 2 in London War Cry after dinner; counted cash on hand & concluded to sendf $ 10 to Ensign May Jackson at Kowloon, near Hongkong, China. She has been very sick; nigh unto death, catarrh of the stomach, vomiting blood, etc. Was lonely; Staff Capt. Symons & other Salvationists at HongKong never once came near her. Some Salvationists act remarkably strange. They toil early & late in religious work, claim to live only to bless others; are angels in human form to strangers & yet seem utterly heartless when dealing with their own comrades in the Salvation Army.

Private Perkins of Third reg’t artillery called to see me with his Krag-Jorgensen rifle & belt full of cartridges; just in from the front. Sent my regards out to the boys. Wrote Ensign May Jackson a cheering letter.

Cooked supper of ham, coca & oatmeal mush. While washing dishes was disturbed by soldiers shooting at somebody in the vicinity of No. 2.

The Filipinos did not recapture the waterworks.

Since Lt-Col. Alice Lewis wrote me to send on cost of my fare back home, I am feeling that it is about decided that the Philippines shall go to the Australasian division.