Thursday, April 20th, 1899

Paombong, Bulacan Province, Luzon Island – Entry made in parlor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena, Tondo

I am returned from a village about 2 miles beyod Malolos, Paombong, and feel thoroughly tired and sleepy and still hot or rather feeling the effects of walking miles in the fierce sun. Rev. Owens purposed the other day that we go today, but when the time came he had an excuse and did not go.

I got up early, read as chapter in Leviticus & a psalm, prayed, cooked breakfast & then walked down to the 8.30a.m. train and at that have rolled north to Malolos where I arrived between 11 & 12 o’ clock noon. Spoke to a soldier about a salvation on the way down to the train. On my way to the main plaza from the depot met an old Filipino woman (beggar) crawling along the street. Gave her 2 cents Mex. Made my way to Battery H. 3d Heavy Artillery. On the way out by invitation went in the hospital to sit, chat & cool off.

Then struck out again to the extreme outpost towards the bay south west of Calumpit. All the way out met acquaintances. Half a mile before reaching Paombong I struck the American outposts facing the bay or marshes on that side & a watercourse from whence that Filipinos surprise & attach came last week. The boys are alert now for anything of the kind, which is likely to come at any moment. This forenoon when our train passed Guiguinto station south of Malolos, the 13th Minnesota men informed us that an attack had been made upon them a few minutes before our arrival. This several miles in the rear of our battle line. On my return by the 4.30p.m. train south, I could see in the direction of the foreman attack clouds of smoke ascending from a burning village & farm houses.

After passing the Filipino beggar woman on the depot to the town of Malolos. I met Bro. Georgeson of Co. 1st South Dakota Vol. Inf. He is a backslider Salvationist. At one period, G. was a true Christian. Says now he tried to live a true Christian in the U.S. army but failed, can’t succeed so thinks trying is useless. Urged him earnestly to try again. Seemed more affected than any previous conversation since his downfall. G. had his gun & cartridges as if out on patrol.

Reaching the Roman Catholic church, a solid stone structure with thick walls & heavy buttresses at the base, a soldier acted as guide. I ascended thro’ some man-holes resembling passages in mines to the roof, where one or two American sentries were watching the surrounding country, at present occupied by the enemy. I saw a town in a forest. The men thinks it is Calumpit, but are not certain.

When I came down from the roof 3 men who rode up to the church on horseback were just preparing from dinner in the main entrance on an old broken bench. The men were 2 representatives of Frank Leslies’ Illustrated newspaper. Mr. and Mr. . also Dr. of A. Battery, Utah Light Artillery. The Doctor opened a can of baked beans, this with ginger snaps, soda crackers, and pea nuts (latter supplied by me) & water out of a canteen constituted our repast. These gentlemen were very friendly to me. God bless them.

On my trip I addressed salvation advice to 2 crowds of soldiers on outpost & spoke personally to Brothers, Oden, Harris, Rensberger, Hofferstine of the churches & Devine, (Landon) Frank Amie & an Army convert. Amie & I prayed together in a native hut. He brought me coffee beans and bread for dinner, but I thanked him for the food, accepting the will for the act. Devine was standing guard on the bank of a stream a few yards from where 2 of his commanders were shot last week. We talked of matters of Christ’s Kingdom as he sat in the shade of a pandamus tree. Indeed, all the men of H. battery I spoke to were on the extreme picket line.

Arrived in Manila about 5.50p.m. after a railroad trip of 42 miles. This makes my third to Malolos.

This evening’s “Times” denies that Gen. Pilar is captured.

I cooked supper after returning from the front. Did not feel like it. Rev. Owens gave me some stew. Was welcome. I am glad of the prospect of a grand night’s rest. The sweat is oozing from my body from every pore – the calming perspiration of this hot, steamy quarter of the earth.

The Christians in the batteries are keeping close to Christ. Praise God. I am very glad to learn this. Bro. Devine looks better. Is improving in health.

There is talk of another advance forward.

Friday, March 17th, 1899

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

Cloudy all day with light falls of rain. Alternately have calm oppressive spells of heat & cool breezes.

It is about 9. p.m. A squad of U.S. troops are now searching the 2 story houses occupied by Filipinos on our block about 40 feet away facing the Estero. A sentry on the bridge near the Cuartel Meisig passed word to the quarters that an unusual number of natives collected in one of the houses. So far nothing unusual has been discovered.

This afternoon for quite a while the sound of firing at the front was plainly heard at No. 2. After more than a month of fighting our troops or line of battle are still within hearing distance of my domicile.

I remained at home all day expecting Al. Scott would come as he promised to do so, but he failed to appear.

This a.m. Private Frank Amie of Battery H. 3d artillery came in with his fighting outfit from the front, looking very rough. He paid me $3.10 –Tenth League dues & $3.40. U.S. coin, of money collected from Battery H. men. God bless him. Had a brief conversation & prayer as he had to return to his command. Sent 3 S.F. War Crys back with him.

Late in the afternoon I hurried down to the Escolta to purchase some groceries as my supply had run low.

During the afternoon overhauled some contents of my trunk, and book catalogues to get an idea of the character of my library. The number of bound books catalogued is 1,908, and pamphlets, 416. Some subjects are quite rich. The following subheads will give a fair idea: History, local & general 151; History bearing on American Civil War 106; Slavery, 86; Africa, 26; Polar Regions, 13; Bibles & testaments, 26; Travels, 105; Natural History, 51; Texas, 54; Religious works, 334; Salvation Army, 23; Holiness works, 58; Biography, 95; Geology, Mineralogy, & kindred subjects, 81; Poetry, 22; Literature, 24; Art, 17; Anecdotes, 14; Music, 12; Mechanics, 19; Missions, 17; Manufactures, 15; Shells, 8; Books about books, 10 etc., etc., etc. These are works not volumes. One history French language (Rollins Ancient) embraces 60 volumes. 12 mo small, A history of China by a Jesuit priest embraces 13 quarto volumes, but both these works are counted each under one title and number. Many languages are represented in this library. This personal library which the Lord hath given me is the result of 32 years book collecting. Had more but my Texas relatives lost over 100 volumes, which included a full set of Chambers Encyclypoedia, which cost me $45.

My books & curios are now in the following places. Overland Freight Transportation & Warehouse Co., San Francisco (the largest part), my scrapbooks of personal writings –printed– & copying books (1 box) 1139 Market St. S.F. Pacific Coast Salvation Army H.Q.; 1 box Houston Heights, Texas, left with Mrs. Houston Mislaps; several boxes at Miss Simpson’s lodging house 182 –6th Ave near West 14th St. New York, & some here in Manila.

Friday, Feb. 24th, 1899

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

Cool breeze at times, but withal clammy hot. Although this is the dry season, the atmosphere is heavy with moisture.

Met 3 Salvationists today & spoke to them re the salvation (present state) of their souls: viz., Private Frank Amie of H. Batter 3 Heavy Artillery, Bro. A. Temple, Hospital Corps, 2d Reserve Hospital, and Private Geo. S. Bertrand of the 1st South Dakota vol. inf.

After Bible reading & prayer, cooked breakfast of oatmeal mush & cocoa; dinner bread lemonade & jelly, supper oatmeal mush cocoa & fried bacon. Living is getting high. eggs 15 cts. Mexican.

We are having lovely moonlight nights at present.

Have a cold in my head & a touch of influenza.

Following breakfast Rev. & Mrs. Owens & the writer walked over to the late Divisoria market adjacent ruins. Filipinos were directing water on the still burning ruins. A company of soldiers were sitting on the sidewalk ready for serious work should occasion require their service. The vicinity was full of Filipinos & Chinese humanity. A coffin was resting on a vacant space with a dead person inside. We viewed the charred remains of a Chinese in the ruins. Was past recognition. Blood was oozing from the piece of head left of the dead.

Returned to No. 2 & kept house a few minutes then away for town. Purchased back numbers of the “Times” at its office & secured back nos. of the “American” to complete my file. Also purchased groceries. Personally spoke to U.S. soldiers about salvation.

Spent some time reading then struck out with Rev. Owens again about 3 p.m. Rec’d a letter enclosing $2. postal note  from ex-Ensign Gilbert Findlay of San Francisco. Findlay is doing religious work when at leisure in connection with the Mariner’s church but his wife daughter of Rev. Powell, pastor of that church is serving God as a soldier in S.F. No. 1 corps. This couple are splendid people. When such Godly men as Gilbert Findlay resigns from the Salvation Army it is a reflection on the management of the same. Findlay told Ballington Booth personally that he (Booth) was full of self-conceit; this on the line of not suffering sin on a brother and “faithful are the wounds of a friend.” Findlay (who was a thoroughly conscientious saint & devoted officer, seemed from that time to the day of his resignation to have been under the ban of the S.A.’s chief leaders in the United States. More’s the pity.

In addition to the letter several papers came.

(A shot was just fired near by –is about 10.45 p.m. Manila is like a volcano ready to explode. The Filipinos I fear are bringing destruction upon themselves.)

To get back to the day’s narrative: Owens & I after calling at the post office walked down to the Pasig quay near the Port Captain’s office to see the 20th U.S. Infantry land. Was too late. They arrived on the “Scandia” & most of them (the soldiers) had already disembarked. We saw stone barricades across the streets in several places made by our soldiers to fight behind. Expect trouble with the natives & have already had it.

I must not forget to state that we also visited the burnt district in Santa Cruz near Calle Gandara where I resided when I first came to Manila. Looks bad, the ruins. The little Chinese boy who takes English lessons from Owens, said he had no sleep last night. Watched his father’s factory; fear the natives will set it on fire.


Saturday, Feb. 4th, 1899

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

A cool breeze reduced the temperature here to such an extent last night that one might feel justified in calling it cold. Reminded me of fall weather in southern Texas. Cloudy today but dry. Cooking breakfast & supper & taking the edge off my appetite with a cold bite at dinner, is a regular feature of everyday life in Manila as my experience runs now.

Since Mrs. Brigadier Brengle wrote me to become a member of the “Acquaintance (with God & the Bible) League”, although I have not joined, I have and am trying to give more time to prayer & bible reading each day.

This forenoon visited the post office but rec’d nothing. Wrote, copied & mailed a letter to Brig. Bruno Friedrich, chief editor of the Canadian War levy, congratulating him on his Christmas number.

Purchased some shells down on the Escolta for my collection. Private Green, B. Battery, Utah Light Artillery dropped in at No. 2. Borrowed of me $1. U.S. coin. Said he would give me $1.50 pay day. Advised him not to give the extra 50 cts. I dont want it in the shape of interest. Green said 4 more cannon were sent out to Camp Santa Mesa today: pieces belonging to the Utah artillery, and more are to follow. Says likewise that reports bring information that 3 Colorado men were killed last night out on picket by natives. War & rumors of war. G likewise said the trains going north are crowded with natives leaving the city. Why they are departing I know not; perhaps the Filipinos expect to rise & burn the city when the attack is made from the outside. Chaplain Stevenson of the Idaho vol. Infantry brought word that he head the foreign consuls have been notified of war.

x x x x

The battle so long expected, has just started. Commenced just as taps were sounding. The roar & rattle of small arms is heard on the outskirts of the city; seems to be over towards the cross-roads –where the Montana troops are stationed. This starts the war. The so-called Filipino Republic is now doomed, –Mrs. Owens is greatly excited. Three Spaniards & mestizos from the lower floor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena have come up stairs. Excepting the shooting now going on — the city is quiet. The Utah artillerymen –brass band across the street from us, are astir. –Two Filipino women have come up stairs.

The horrid din of war sounds louder. Rapid fire guns are at work. Can hear them above small arms & a call to arms us heard in the artillery qtrs. –Now the thunder of a heavy gun. xx 10.40 p.m. Infantry are now hurrying out Calle Jolo to the front. xxx A lull lasting about half an hour. Now there is disultury [desultory] small arms firing, with the occasional roar of a cannon –apparently from a war vessel. xx The Utah sentries across the street state that some small bullets struck their building –a soldier came over from the Caurtel de Meisig. Says he saw a 3rd Reg’t  artilleryman being carried in. In a different quarter the rattle of small arms accentuated with the crash of volleys is now heard. An engagement is in progress –is about 11.30 p.m.–Sleep is out of the question now with the din of war continually sounding, & men getting killed and crippled. xx The rumble of wheels is heard on the streets, probably cannon. –All the Utah cannons are out with the exception of two pieces , which have been left behind for street fighting. xx 25. min. to 12 midnight. Quiet again.

The mestizos of the first floor seem not to care to return to their own part of the house. They are remaining on our floor smoking, talking and keeping me in the qui vive as the battle progresses. xxx Mrs. Owens brought in some cake to refresh the physical man. Is very acceptable at this late hour. —

Past midnight — 12.15 a.m. All quiet, save the whistling of a locomotive over at the R.R. depot.

May God protect our precious Salvation Army comrades who this morning are facing death, likewise the dear Chistians of other denominations. I know some splendid Christians –Salvationists and church members in this 8th army corps —

The sky is clear but no moon is shining. The city electric lights are driving away the darkness & the search lights from Dewey’s fleet are busy this morning.

10 minutes of 3 a.m. Have just been awakened from an uneasy slumber by the renewed noise of battle –which as re-opened. There is a constant sputter with the roar of great guns now & again. Private Frank Amie of H. Battery 3rd Heavy Artillery is in the street below our front window doing patrol duty. Says he is cold. Have thrown him my handkerchief to tie around his neck. xx This is the holy Sabbath of the God of peace, but the awful discord of war is marring its peace. The crescent moon is now shining out brightly. xxx


Friday, Jan. 13th, 1899

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

Cloudy gloomy day, but dry and cool. This is the day season.

Was quite busy through the flying hours. Handled considerable money taking in and expending the same.

Commenced the day with bible reading & prayer as usual.

Cooked breakfast; ate thereof, washed dishes then struck out. Went to the post office in a carromata with Rev. C. Owens. He paid the fare. Bought 75 cts. (U.S. coin) worth of stamps, also 2 postal notes: viz., No. 4434 to Major Jno McFarlance, New Orleans, La., $5 U.S. gold to pay for a valise, the second, to Major Ashley Pebbles, Washington D.C. to pay for the gramophone & records & case purchased in New York. No. of postal 4435. Mailed these letters & the one to Ensign Jackson containing the $5 bill, donated her.

From the post office, I walked out to corner of San Miguel & Pascual de Casal streets & took a snap shot of the South Dakota quarters. Then called at the Montana qtrs. Met Berry & Freeman. Exchanged greeting & inquired re state of souls. Thence back to the Escolta & visited a photograph gallery to inspect their pictures. Also called at a couple of stores & purchased 4 blank note books, 65 cts Mex.

In the post office met Rev. (Chaplain) Mailie of the 1st Nebraska Vol. Inf. who inquired when I expected to come out again to Camp Santa Mesa. When I returned home, after thinking the matter over, wrote Private V. Herron of the Nebraska’s to arrange details with the Chaplain for a service next Monday night, the Lord willing. On my way down town I sent a letter into the Third Artillery barracks, Cuartel de Meisig, to meet me at the main entrance 2 p.m. or

The youngest son of my landlady, Mrs. Ysabel Wood, called for rent – No. 2 Calle Santa Elena – Paid him $35. Mex for the month of January & took her receipt.

About 2 p.m. I appeared at the main entrance of the artillery quarters. The sentry called the Sergeant & he felt disinclined to let me in without a pass. Private Frank Amie of Battery H. had been awaiting my arrival & met me inside the sentry line & according to a prearranged plan handed me a paper parcel. Returning home counted the contents which amounted to $35. 52 ½ in U.S. coin. That devoted man collected this money principally from batteries H. & K, 3d Reg’t Heavy artillery. 104 persons contributed. Wrote Annie & the men a letter of thanks.

Private D.C. Hines of the Montana vols. called to show me his photos, collected for stereopticon purposes. He brought me $3 U.S. coins from O.P. Georgeson, South Dakota Vol. Tenth League payment. With Hines I arranged as near as I could for a gramophone exhibition next week with the South Dakota troops, also Tuesday night service with the Montana men.

Visitors 3 again; prayed with them.

After supper our usual weekly holiness meeting did not materialize, only Scott, Flansberg, Rev. & Mrs. Owens & myself were present. We read paragraphically Micah IV & had prayer all around. I spoke to Flansberg about his soul; he is shaky again. Is in love with a mestizo woman against God’s will.

The U.S. troops are kept close in their barracks. In the meanwhile commissions appointed by General Otis & Aguinaldo are discussing differences. The two armies are keeping close watch on each other.

Financial standing today: Personal money (U.S.) $37.75

Salvation Army money-raised here (U.S. coin)    $77.63

Spanish money, silver & bills (S.A.) —                      $16.04

Value of S.A. money on hand as per Mex rate       $171.30

I have also on hand of Private Berry’s U.S. gold       $20.00

The Lord is causing the soldiers to assist me liberally with money, praise His dear name. The personal money is savings from my $9 weekly salary.

Thursday, Jan. 5th, 1899

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

Weather cool for this country. After breakfast was cooked, eaten & dishes washed, straightened up some matters then climbed on a street car as time pressed & called at the post office. Secured & signed for the registered letter addressed to Private Frank Amie, bought stamps & mailed 4 letters. Wrote one.

Remained at home during the afternoon as I feel tired & run down. Several comrades dropped in. Had 3 or 4 little prayer meetings with them. The troops are kept very close in their quarters; some cannot cross the street from their barracks without first securing a pass. Rumor says the Filipinos intended to rise inside Manila last Tuesday night, but a priest gave the plan away & the sudden call to quarters of the American troops upset their plans to destroy the foreigners. In some regiments troops slept all night with their clothes on. Our men are ready for an instant call to arms & there is evidently good reason for it, as all signs are now pointing to war with the insurrects. I am extremely averse to seeing it come. May God direct. Amen.

El Presidente Emilio Aguinaldo, who with his cabinet wanted peace has resigned and the war party is in power. This evening’s Manila Daily “Times” gives the new government as follows: President and Minister of Foreign Affairs, Senor Mabini (fire eater) Minister of Interior – Senor Landigo; Minister of War, Senor Baldomero – Aguinaldo (brother of ex-President Aguinaldo) Minister of Finance, Senor Trias; Minister of Public Instruction, Senor Gracio Gonzaga.

The Times yesterday p.m. published an extra giving the text of the address to the Filipinos. I bought a copy for 10 cts. Mex. The wording is remarkably smooth but means much – the assumption of government of the Philippine archipelago. We are in the swim now – the U.S.

Ex-Rev. David Brown took his baggage away today.

Visitors at No. 2, 8.

Wrote some copy for the San Francisco War Cry.

Got shaved in a Spanish barber shop. Am shaved twice a week, usually by the dons.

Wednesday, Jan. 4th, 1899

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

Feel quite weary and jaded. My stomach has not been quite right today. Have been running around & leading too many meetings of late I opine. Have been very busy. Out of bed early. Prayer and Bible reading; then cooked & ate breakfast in haste. Walked down to the Cavite ferry boat in front of the U.S. Quartermaster’s warehouse. Paid 20 cts. fare. Crossing the bay saw a tug taking 2 cascos to a transport out in the bay. I landed with soldiers dressed in “fighting brown” and co. baggage. Four steamers were at anchor receiving troops: “Salvadora”, “España” “Union” and another. The 1st Reg’t California Vol. Inf. & I hear Colorado’s. Two Spanish transports, flying Spain’s colors are also lying in the bay to take away Spanish prisoners.

In Cavite called at the post office for Frank Amie’s letter. Failed to get it. Sent to Manila. Visited fort at the point below the arsenal & took pictures, also elsewhere. Left a film with Bandsman A.J. From one of the 1st Tennessee brass band at the Arsenal. Will develop it at 10 cts. U.S. coin a picture. Each print same price. I called at the Filipino’s house, No. 1 Calle San Domingo. He developed 2 films & printed 24 Kodak pictures for $5. Mex.

Took dinner at Silver’s restaurant on Calle Real, Pd. 25 cts. Mex for my dinner.

Purchased shells for my collection.

Knew but one visitors to come to No. 2 – Comrade Georgeson,.

Did not see but one 3d Artilleryman on the street. They are shut up in the Cuartel Meisig waiting – for war. Our No. 2 place is feeling the effects. Rooms are empty.

Ex-Rev. David Brown had to look for new quarters today. Not wanted here. Gets drunk too much.

Met on the boat (Cavite) Senor J. Arevalo, dentist – Mestizo, Elizondo 4. Quiapo ward, Manila. Asked me in English if I have a Spanish Bible. Wants to purchase one. I ans’d that I have considerable literature. Will (D.V.) call at his place Friday with samples. Said he & many of his countrymen are weary of the Roman Catholic church. We had a long talk. Are (Arevalo & others) leaning towards protestantism?

Sunday, Jan. 1st, 1899


Corregidor Island –Entry made in parlor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena, Tondo.

Up early; cooked hasty breakfast. Then away for the Pasig quay down in Barrio San Nicholas. Several comrades met me there; Privates Hines, Berry & Lloyd of the 1st Montana & Private G. Scott of the 1st North Dakota. The latter paid his own & my ferry fare to Corregidor & return $1 Mex to each.

I brought with me my camera, a bundle of S.A. song book and a good supply of food. A run of 25 miles brought us to the sleepy little village of Corregidor. The 1st Colorado brass band played selections on the way across the bay. Quite a large crowd went over. The brass band spoiled our prospects for a service in the hospital & Chaplain Hunter of the 10th Pennsylvania Inf. held a service with the 2 companies of his reg’t stationed here. So we were disappointed also in that quarter. I spoke personally to several men re salvation including Brothers Stockton & Sneiderman of the 1st Colorado Vol. Inf. Stockton claims to be saved and Sneiderman is backslidder. Gave them such advice as the dear Lord directed.

Our party crossed the narrow part of the island to the cemetery – Catholic – Near by under a boat shed 2 American sentries were doing outpost duty. Sat down in the shade and lunched; shared our food with the sentries & a can nearly full of salmon gave to a Filipino family.

Visited the monument of Corregidor. It is leaning badly. His tomb is broken open & soldiers are taking his bones away for relics. Also visited the camp of the Pennsylvanians.

At 3.p.m. went on board the steamer “Manila” No. 2 again in a small boat, but before going out I called at the residence & office of Major Owens the surgeon in charge of the convalescents hospital. Had company. Came out to see me in the entrance. Was rabid. Said if he had his say, I should not land on the island. Emphatically no, said he when I asked permission to hold meetings in the town, visit the sick in the hospital etc. Would grant permission to do nothing whatever for the sick under him, nor any minister of other denomination without exception, unless specially requested by a patient to send for some particular individual. Major Owens impressed me as an aggressive infidel.

Our party landed in Manila shortly past 6.p.m.

On the boat I arranged with “General” Tarnsley for a trip to Mariveles tomorrow. God willing.

Went into meeting without supper, a couple of bananas & sip of water had to suffice me. My companions likewise took part (those who accompanied me) supplies – 8 comrades present. New year live of testimonies.

Amie & other comrades brought word tonight that the United States will formally take possession of the Philippines tomorrow at noon & call on all armed bodies other than American troops to lay down their arms.

War Crys (S.F.) sent out. Detached Squad per Scott. 4. No. 572, 6, 573 & 5 No. 574, 1st Mon. 2d & 3d battalions, 15 No. 572; 15, 573; 15, No. 574 per Hines; 1st bat Co., 26, No. 574 and 19 No. 573 per Berry; 1st South Dakota 3d battalion per Georgeson, 15 No. 573, 15 No. 574. Also 5 copies miscel. to Annie & Lloyd.

Visitors today 9.

Saturday, Dec. 31st, 1898

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

Last day of 1898. Unto the Lord my God be the glory and praise for the good accomplished. He has kept me from disaster in the perilous hour of temptation. He has protected me from physical dangers. Truly the Lord is good to me. Truly ’98 has been an eventful year to me. God has given me opportunity to preach Christ & Him crucified in both the eastern & the western hemispheres & saved souls.

Have just returned from the barracks of the 3d Battalion of the 1st South Dakota Vol. Inf. The night is distributed by the report of exploding firecrackers. My underwear is with perspiration. I led a service in the splendid ex-Spanish mansion in San Miguel St. occupied by the 3d Bat. 1st South Dakota, 12 Salvationists assisted me. Hines, Lloyd, Berry & Freeman, of the 1st Montana, Private Frank Amie 3d Artillery, H. Battery; Private Schurmerhorn 2d Oregon; Pines, Waterman, Bertrand and Georgeson 1st South Dakota; Scott North Dakota & Private Flansberg, 13th Minnesota, Vol. Inf. Audience 85.

Private Georgeson settled details for the service. When I arrived the regimental brass band was playing selections in front the main entrance. Finished about 7.30.p.m. Candles were hurriedly lighted when they were through and entering into the vast vestibule of this elegant mansion we struck up the song “the blood of Jesus cleanseth white as snow don’t you know” etc. Throughout the meeting attention splendid. No souls publicly tried to get saved. After meeting Bertrand showed me thro’ the Battalion quarters. Before service I returned to Private Berry $5 gold of the $15, he put in my care some time ago. Have still $10 of his money. Some of the other Salvationists were talking of making me their banker. This is not of my seeking. Am afraid of getting robbed.

Rev. Chas. Owens went to the post office & brought back for me a large newspaper mail & several letters (1) from Maj. Acum London en/c another from L.B. Armstrong of Barcelona. Spain who wants me to put his new Tagalog scriptures into circulation (2) Staff Capt. E.J. Symons, Hongkong endorses bill for $9.20 Mex. for printing 92 Kodak pictures; (3) Capt. Port, S.F. re sending Kodak films to Kline for me. (4) Letter from Lt.-Col. Wm Ewans with salary remittance of $18 U.S. coin. Date,       ’98. I collected the same at the post office and paid $2 to the Lord on Tenth League a/c.

Visitors today about 6.

Comrade Wm Eletson of the Flagship “Olympia” called to see me. Donated $3 Mex to assist my work. He told me interesting anecdotes re Rear Admiral Geo. Dewey that I may relate later in this diary.

I cooked breakfast, then dinner on Eletson’s a/c & last supper.

Rec’d of S.F. War Crys: No. 572, Nov. 12th copies 119

“                     “       “         “   573   “     19         “       120

“                     “       “         “  574   “     26         “       120

Sent 12 copies 4 of each edition by Eletson, for distribution aboard the “Olympian”.

Took 20 copies of No. 572 ed. with me to the 3d Bat. of 1st South Dakota Vol. Inf. & distributed them.

While at the Dakota quarters while waiting for the brass band to finish its old year work I utilized the time by arranging with the Salvationists for a squad to accompany me to Corregidor Island tomorrow. God willing.

Returning from the Dakota quarters tonight the salons were crowded with drinking, noisy American soldiers.

Well the year is almost done. It has in the main been spent in the service of God. His providence has not failed me in a single instance. I am saved & sanctified tonight because my Redeemer kept me. The Holy Ghost has been my guide & comforter. To my God, the Father, Son and Holy Ghost, I give all the glory (for it belongs to God) for whatever good has been accomplished thro’ my feeble instrumentality. I pray & trust my faithful God to keep & use me through the coming year 1899.

~ Good – bye 1898 ~