In the month of March I had shooting drills and made the grade of “Marksman” and “Sharpshooter.” On Easter, the 16th of April, Lieutenant Radney from Cavalry Regiment No.2 was killed and cut to pieces. He was killed by a fanatic Moro, who was shot on the spot and thrown into the sea with a pig. On Tuesday the 18th of April, two days later, at 5 o’clock in the afternoon, our sergeant and my good friend Ferguson was attacked and cut into pieces by two fanatics right in front of the barracks, he died immediately. Both Moros were also killed on the spot. In the evening a general alarm was called and I nearly had a fatal accident while closing the windows and doors. On the second day, a chief rode in and was nearly shot at.