At about nine o’clock this morning, all my companions in exile boarded the ship Warren from San Francisco to Manila. It was a sad farewell and there were many who wept. We all wished them a happy trip and we hoped everyone would find the happiness that their hearts were longing for. Only Mr. Ricarte, Aquilino Randeza, my brother and I remained.
(July 23, 1864 — May 13, 1903). Lawyer, prime minister in the First Republic; exiled to Guam where he kept this diary.All Posts