Sunday, April 30th, 1899

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

Rain last night; cloudy & comparatively cool today.

Read Leviticus & part of a psalm this morning; prayed to my precious Lord, then cooked breakfast. After eating thereof and washing dishes, looked up some songs & a bible lesson, by that time the clock marked 10.25 a.m. Prayed for God’s blessings on my prison service & walked down Paseo Azcarraga to Bilibid. Am quite well known there now & am admitted by the sentry of the 20th U.S. Infantry & the Filipino gate keeper without trouble. I found Provost-Sergeant Houser in bed complaining of feeling unwell. However, he got up & opened the wards for such prisoner as cared to attend my service. Six or eight came out & we adjourned to the civil prison, where sailors & beach “comber” are confined –- a pretty hard set are they are too. Had an audience of 22. The men (some) complained because I came just at the time they dished up their one daily meal. Some prisoners went outside but others remained inside & listened attentively. The sergeant went away & looked the irongate behind him leading into the yard & left me alone with the prisoners. At the conclusion of the service, in which I had to do everything alone except distribute song books & sing I bade them adieu. One asked me for 30 cts. I gave the men 2 New Testaments. The military prisoners who came in with me pulled some of the iron rods serving for pickets out of their sock, etc. I squeezed thro’ the opening & got into the main yard. One of the prisoners, a backslider Baptist & I had a talk re his soul; also spoke to another backslider; both seem interested.

Leaving Bilibid walked back via Paseo Azcarraga house. I saw my portrait, cut from a San Francisco War Cry, stuck on the wall of the civil prison over a bunk, with 2 pieces of green ribbons decorating the bottom. Where they secured the picture in a mystery to me.

Arriving home I was surprised to meet 2 U.S. soldiers 9th Reg’t regular waiting to see me –- Bro. (Private) Walter I. Mason of Co. D. & an unconverted friend. I spoke to the latter advising him to be come a Christian. Mason is member of Boston 1 Corps. (Mass.) Saved 3 years. Said Lt.-Col. W J. Cozens & Staff Capt. Sam Wood of Boston send regards to me. We had a long conversation & parted with prayer.

Must not neglect to state that on my return –- passing down Azcarraga, I was stopped by a 20th U.S. Infantry soldier, who introduced himself -– Private Wm Clark Co. M. Was converted in Philadelphia I Corps. (Penn.) 2 years since. Claims to be saved but smokes. Promised to call & see me. After my company left commenced writing more copy for “All the World” magazine. Private Clayton Scott dropped in & I ceased writing. At close of our conversation we prayed together & went down to Binondo Dist., beyond Puerta General Blanco to the “Old Folks at House” restaurant for supper. Three negroes, a Chinese & a white man are connected with this establishment in various capacities. The dinner was so inferior compared to the price charged that we concluded that this our second visit shall be our last. Scott intended to stand treat but his money was not equal to the bill, $1.20 Mex. The 20 cts I paid.

After dark Orderly Kelch of the 3d artillery called with a companion. He (Kelch) brought a letter from Private M. L. Devine (Landon) of K. battery 3d written at Malolos Apr 30th requesting the loan of $5 or $6 Mex. as he is unwell & the food is wretched. I sent by Kelch $3 American silver, also a letter. God bless Landon & the other boys.

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, April 14th , 1899

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

Up & out of bed early. Read a chapter in Leviticus, prayed then cooked breakfast in a hurry. Bid “muchacho” good-bye. He sails for the island of Cebu today. Last night paid him $1 for doing a few chores for me, then added a dollar more as a gift.

Hastened down to the train on the wharf & after showing my pass rolled out for Manila in the 8.30 a.m. train. As usual the cars were full of soldiers. Arrived in Malolos about noon without anything unusual happening. Smoke still rose from piles of burning rice. In open fields — “paddy” fields — stood like lone sentinel, the range poles of the Filipino army. They are tall poles of bamboos surmounted by a section of nipa palm resembling a flag. Passed a train load of 10th Pennsylvania men en route to Manila from the front, a train load of 51st Iowa men went to the front this afternoon to take their place in the battle line. The wear & tear of constant service is telling on the troops; is wearing them out.

The sun was very hot when I stepped off the cars at Barasoain y Malolos (the name on the depot sign) but with umbrella overheard walked up to the main plaza, about half a mile. Met several acquaintances, first of note Ernest Tarr. Had a short talk. Then crossed over to the Filipino wooden artillery – 3 pieces, which I took a snap shot of with Bro. Tarr. These guns are made of wood with gas pipe cone or inside of barrel with iron bands around the outside to strengthen them. Private A.M. Walcott of the McArthur came up & introduced himself to me. Walcott was until the Manila expedition touched at Hawaii a successful teacher on the islands but united with the 8th Army corps (U.S.) He was the first man to accompany me on my trips to the war vessels to hold services. Walcott invited me to take dinner with his detachment. Did so. Walcott said that General (Brigadier) McArthur remarked when he saw me crossing the plaza that I ought to go out to the front & negotiate a peace with the Filipinos. After dinner, Walcott took me down past the General’s Headquarters to see the large buried modern rifle buried by the Filipinos. Has been uncovered by the Americans but lies in its grave. Is a fine gun. At the west end of town lies its mate. They fire 6 inch projectiles. Took a picture of the first gun, then the ruins (interior) of Aguinaldo’s erstwhile headquarters. Private Ernest Tarr rejoined me & together we walked out a street leading west from town. Visited the late Filipino prison. Saw the following names written on the wall in the rear yard: H. Huber, Jan’y 27th 1899, E. Honnyman Jan’y 30th Wm Bruce, Corp. A. Nevada Cavalry; J.O. Brien.

We tarried on the site of a burnt building where I saw a lot of papers & pamphlets scattered in the ashes. Here I secured 26 copies of the daily Filipino paper “La Independencia” for January & February 1899. I have quite a lot of these papers. The editions secured today will help to complete my file since the war began. Also secured several extras.

About one mile from The Plaza we came to the camp of K. Battery 3d Reg’t Heavy artillery. The men rec’d me cordially. I went out to see Bro. M. L. Devine (Landon) Salvationist, especially. He came up shook hands & then hurried off, making the plea that he had to go on guard this evening & wanted to clean his gun. I carried away the impression that he wanted to evade me. After greeting & talking to a number of artillerymen & visited Private O. Harris who gave me the warmest welcome. God bless him. Together Harris, Tarr, & myself knelt down beneath the [____] shelter & in prayer remembered God. Again I started out to look for Devine. Went to the swimming place – in the deserted village called (I think) Bayamban. Looked again on my return, but failed & felt disappointed. Met Captain Hobb who had a pleasant conversation. Everybody treated me well. Devine ceased cooking today and returned to duty in the field. Is still troubled with dysentery.

Walked back thro’ the hot sun to the railroad depot.

Waited an hour or two for the train. Met & spoke to Lieut. Kessler of the 3d artillery. Also Lieut. J. H. Hubbard. Co. E. 1st South Dakota Vol. Inf. The latter is a zealous Christian. God bless him. Here too dropped in rather unexpectedly upon me, Messrs Jackson and Glunz of the Christian Commission. They were dressed like soldiers, each carrying a revolver with belts full of cartridges. We occupied the same section in the passenger car back to Manila. The train slowed up when passing the Manila depot. Here I jumped off & struck out for home.

Spoke to several men personally about salvation. Called at the Cuartel Meisig (3d artillery reg’t) for my Evening “Times”. Received 4 copies. Private Stahl of Houston, Texas saw me. Is now acting as cook. Treated me to a supper of fried rice fritters, tea and stewed peaches.

Arriving at home found the house empty. The Owens had gone out on the bay for a visit to friends to stay over night.

The U.S. transport “Sheridan” arrived today with 1768 troops – 12th Infantry 1318 & battalion of the 17th Infantry 450 men. The vessel was 54 days from New York via the Suez canal.

Friday, March 31st, 1899

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

Good Friday. Looks like Sunday in Manila. All the stores are closed in the Escolta. Religious holidays cut quite an important figure in this country.

I remained at home all day until after 4 p.m. Put in time writing on my War Cry article. Do not feel much like writing because my wrist hurts me.

Brother Devine of K. Battery 3d Artillery called, as did a member of Utah artillery who before he was wounded in battle delivered the “American” to me. I engaged to take same back numbers of “Freedom” of him. He is out of hospital now. Kept my promise & paid him $1.50 for the same.

Heavy clouds and shower again today; weather warm.

News came in that the Filipinos evacuated Malolos & it was captured today by the Americans at 10.15 a.m.

Rev. Owens & I called at the post office. A letter came to me from the Comrade Tom Conlin of 1139 Market St., San Francisco (Headquarter) who inquired re one Arthur McDuffie one of his wife’s cousins. McDuffie was reported killed; they wanted to know if the report is true. From the post office O & I walked down to Pasig quay where the Dagupan train stops to see the car came in from Malolos & learn the news. There I met Private Hugh P. Hallett of the Hospital Corps, who is on the same detachment with McDuffie; thro’ H I learned that McD is O.K. Hallett also informed me that Major (Doctor) Owens of the Convalescent Hospital at Corregidor Is. who is is so opposed to religious worker visiting his patients is under orders for the United States. Thank God. This man was or is rabid-up to my last knowledge of him.

Down on the wharf I met another man – an acquaintance of 12 years standing, who knew me when I was at San Francisco. No. 1 Salvation Army corps. – Mr. Wm Richards, Third Officer of the U.S. Transport “Sherman” now in port. Inquired if he is making such a record for Jesus that he will be a candidate for promotion in the next life. No. Richards said he expected same such question of me.

Spoke to several men to today about Christ & His salvation personally. My desire is to make every single day tell for Jesus, hence a restless, uneasy feeling takes possession of me if a day slips by without something practical being done for my Savior.

Bible reading this morning Exodus, Ephesians & Philippians, prayer. My God is precious to me & is good to me for beyond my deservings, praise to His dear name.

Cooked breakfast & supper. Cold dinner. My meals are very frugal.

Wrote & copied a letter tonight to Tom Conlin, re McDuffie.

I heard cannonading at Mariquina this forenoon. Report says the natives attacked our troops at the waterworks. Since the left wing of the Filipino army has been forced back we do not hear so much firing anymore as we did previous to the advance of our troops.

The American troops are fond of giving nicknames to the enemy: they call the Filipinos “goo-goos’. “cacayacs” and “nigger”. The last name is the one most used.

Thursday, March 30th, 1899

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

Heavy shower this afternoon. The weather now reminds me of the climate of last August with its daily rains & masses of black clouds. Have seen but little lightning & heard thunder but rarely during the past 3 months. As usual started the day with Bible reading – Exodus and Psalms. Prayed.

Cooked breakfast. Mrs. Owens gave me some fried beefsteak. It was highly appreciated. Good beef is a rarity down here.

I was agreeably surprised to behold Private M.L. Devine (Landon) of K. Battery 3d Right Heavy Artillery walk into No. 2. His face was somewhat thin. Just in from Corregidor Island. Been discharged from the hospital cured. Was troubled with malaria not dysentery. Spent a couple or 3 hours with me. We did not fail to talk about religious matters.

Reports himself in good spiritual trim praise God. Before saying good-bye he requested me to pray with him. Did so. Devine paid me $5 U.S. gold –Tenth League payment & donation. Gave him writing paper & envelopes to send to Corregidor.

Started a War Cry (San Francisco) narrative of my Philippine Island experiences. Wrote 4 pages.

Rev. Chas Owens & I took the Jolo Street car & called for mail. The writer rec’d several home papers. The “American” (daily) failed to get a frequent experience. The publishers have much trouble to get the paper into the hands of its patrons. The San Francisco “Call” of Feb 22d, prints a cablegram from Major-General E.S. Otis to the Government at Washington repeating a document sent out by Aguinaldo’s government to his followers in Manila, ordering the Territorial militia to rise with bolos’, revolvers, etc. & exterminate all white people. Filipino families only should be spared. The 2d paragraph partly reads “All other individuals of whatever race they be, will be exterminated without any compassion after the extermination of the army occupation.” The prisoners of Bilibid were to be released, armed & set to butchering. The work was to commence the evening & night of Feb. 15th. On the 22d (see this diary) an effort was made in the Tondo District to commence operations. The same, Thank God, ended disastrously to them.

This afternoon Rev. Owens & I on our way home dropped into the Binondo Roman Catholic church at the terminus of Calle del Rosario, when we observed the preparations for Good Friday. Many Filipinos, male & female, were down on their knees on the pavement performing their devotional exercises. Music, many lighted tapers behind the altar & glitter of bright metal made of spectacular display for the eye – but for the heart there was nothing.

Wednesday, March 15th, 1899

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

Cloudy all day with light showers at intervals. Bible reading in Exodus prayer; breakfast –cooked, partaken of, dishes washed; then in company with Rev. Chas Owens walked down town. While Owens was bargaining for some thread I sat down on a stool to rest in a “Chino” store on Calle del Rosario.  One of the firm (evidently) hurried over to me with a book in his hand and without a word of apology set me to work teaching him English. The Chinese could read quite well. It was amusing how quickly he utilized a fragment of time and an opportunity to educate himself. Such a man must excel. We called at the Hacienda de Administracion where crowds of Filipino men blocked the sidewalks on both sides of the street waiting for their turn to get out Cedulas –personal identification paper. Some have waited 3 days. Owens got me past the American sentry in a few minutes.

Purchased groceries at a Spanish store & sent the same home by “Muchacho” –our Biscayan [Visayan] Filipino servant boy. Then went on to the post office where I rec’d fifty copies of “El Evangelista” Aña [Año] XVI. Feb. 1899. No. 182. & 19 copies “El Amigo de la Infancia”, Jan’y 1, 1899.

Got shaved in a Spanish barber shop.

Returned home to dinner & passed the afternoon reading, etc. Wrote a letter to Private M.L. Devine (Landon) who I heard thro’ Mrs. Owens is over on Corregidor Island in the U.S. hospital down with dysentery. Privates Hummer & Harris of the 3d Reg’t, heavy artillery, brought the news. They came while we were absent. Brother Glunz (Christian Commission) also called. Had a long talk with him. The Commission tent has been taken down. Glunz says considerable difficulty attends his efforts to do good, especially over at the Brigade or General Hospital, where a different physician is in charge of every ward, & a different “officer of the day” –doctor– is changed every day whose sanction must be obtained to visiting a patient. Said also he does not go there often on account of so many restrictions. From what I have heard & see in these military hospitals, they are exceedingly poor places to reach a patient with the Gospel of Jesus. The time to seek Christ & salvation is while in health.

Coo Piaco, the Chinese boy who for some time has been in the habit of coming to No. 2 to take English lessons of Rev. Owens is the son of a manufacturing tobacconist. Told Owens that just on the eve of the Filipino-American war, when Filipino recruits & sympathizers were leaving the city, they bought $500. worth cigarettes in one day! Perhaps cigarettes here considered necessaries of life.

Mrs. Ysabel Wood, my mestizo landlady, sent her youngest boy up stairs this evening with a rent receipt, which meant that she wanted me to pay up. I did so. Handed over to the boy 35 Mexican silver dollars, which pays the rent of casa No. 2 Calle Santa Elena, for the month of March. It is now about 9.30 p.m. I hear the rapid sputter of firing out on the front. Sounds as if the “scrap” is going on at or near Malibon [Malabon].

Tuesday, March 14, 1899

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

Weather somewhat cool, with heavy clouds hanging overhead. Like this weather.

Remained at home all day.

As usual Scripture reading & prayer began the morning hours’ serious business.

Wrote & copied Weekly Letter No 19 to Lt-Col. Alice Lewis No. 124 W. 14th St. New York.

Private Hummer of H. Battery 3d Artillery-heavy called. A long talk on the war & God in history followed closing with prayer. Later Private Joe Stahl of the same regiment, a Texan & fellow town’sman of mine –that is of Houston. Gave him some Houston, Texas semi-weekly “Posts” & had quite a conversation re the aforesaid city & it’s affairs. Stahl said he was at one time an alderman & engineered thro’ the city council the scheme to pave Main street with asphalt. Hummer brought me word that Bro. Devine (Landon) is in the General Hospital down with dysentery.

Rev. Owens brought me, from the post office some periodical mail, especially from Madrid Spain, the following: 40 copies of a children’s paper printed in Spanish –“El Amigo de la Infancia.” Año XXVI-No. 296, Jan’y 1st 1899.

Last night the sawmill, a large building about 200 feet from my Headquarters was set on fire. Chinese extinguished the same. Last Sunday, some clothing was discovered buring in the house occupied by me. Tonight the sky is red again from a conflagration somewhere in the distance.

Rev. C. Owens paid me $17. rent today, Mex. money, for 3 rooms & a kitchen in No. 2, which pays up to tomorrow. The right wing of the American army is now sweeping the Filipinos towards Malolos, between Manila, Pasig river & Laguna de Bay.

Thursday, March 2d, 1899

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

Quite early soldiers commended arriving and dropped in almost all day.

Bible reading, prayer, breakfast cooked and partaken of, & dishes was introduced me to an ordinary day. Fixed myself to go down town. Private Devine came in from the front –near Caloocan. Had a talk with him & prayer; to refresh him prepared a tin cup full of lemonade. Private Herron of the Nebraska volunteers, infantry called. His regiment is several miles beyond Camp Santa Mesa at the City water pumping plant. Claims as did Devine, to be keeping saved, but confessed that he noticed a bad spirit in a developing desire to kill Filipinos. Gave him a spiritual talk and prayed with him. I feel encouraged in Herron’s case.

With Rev. Owens called at the post office. He visited Bishop Thoburn at the English hotel & I dropped in a Spanish barber shop on the Escolta for a shave. Fell in with Private Clayton Scott who was discharged from the General Hospital today & returns to his work as mounted orderly for the U.S. Quartermaster’s Dep’t. Scott returned home with me about noon. I bought a pie, a box of guayrar jelly, & made some lemonade which was made to answer for dinner. Scott had money in deposit with me. He withdrew all today & made me a payment of $3. U.S. coin for Tenth League dues/ So I have no money on deposit now for anybody. Keeping money is ticklish work just now, in this period of house burning, shooting & civil war. I heard that the banks keep their money on a vessel in the Bay.

Visitors 4. All soldiers.

Rev. Owens had a chill.

Soldiers say the Insurrectos are starving. On outpost they lay aside their cartridge & guns, come over to American sentries, to chat, smoke cigarettes and beg food.


Friday, Feb. 3rd, 1899

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

Breakfast time Sergeant Fisher of the U.S. Engineering corps called at No. 2. Calle Santa Elena to see Rev. Owens. He & 4 privates had just arrived from Malolos. These 5 American soldiers while engaged completing a survey of Manila inside our lines were captured by Aguinaldo’s troops. An armed body of insurrectos crossed the American line and getting behind Fisher & his men made the latter march before them into the Filipino camp. The Americans were without arms. They were made a show in the Filipino army. Were taken thro’ the Igorote reinforcements. A body of savages from the interior of Luzon armed with spears, bows & arrows, & shields. Fisher & his men were held prisoners until an American officer was sent over to Malolos to demand their release. On demand they were put on the train and returned this morning. Fisher called at our place with a message from ex. Rev. David Brown who roomed in No. 2 a short time since. This gentleman while under the influence of strong drink wandered into the Filipino camp & was made a prisoner & is one now. He wants liberty. Sergeant Fisher told me the foregoing story re the capture of himself and comrades.

Private C.H. Goetz of K Co., 14th U.S. Inf. called & paid me $2. Mex. for the package I left for him yesterday at the regimental quarters, viz., 22 pamphlets, assorted, of Spurgeon’s sermons, Spanish; 2 “El
Evangelista’s” bound in paper covers; 10 copies St. Mark & 10 copies St. Luke. The price was nominal. I made Goetz a present of 15 copies of “El Evangelista”, No. 180, Dec. ’98, additional to the first lot. We had a long talk re affairs of the Savior’s Kingdom & prayed before separating.

Private Devine (Landon) of the 3rd artillery, K. battery, requested 30 copies of the Tagalog gospels — 15 of each kind to sell. Supplied him. Says the artillerymen will be shut in their quarters again after tomorrow. The troops are held like prisoners. Wrote & copied 2 letters: Nathan W. More, Sta. Rosa, here, and to Ensign W. J. Dart, 1419 Market St., San Francisco.

Mr. Randall said he will rent one room of me in No. 2. Is a colportens for British & American Bible Societies.

I feel tired and sleepy today but not sick.

The Holy Ghost manifested His presence in my soul last night and gave me a baptism of God’s love: praise & glory be to my precious Creator. May eternal dominion be to my God for He is worthy to reign in every heart. Private Devine returned just before dark & turned over to me $2.70 Mexican having sold to the Filipinos 27 Tagalog gospels — Mark & Luke & gave one copy away. He came back rejoicing. We are trying to get these scriptures circulated without unnecessary loss of time. We who have these & the Spanish & putting them out. I am the only person in the Philippines who can supply the latter, or I should say, the Tagalog scriptures — new translation now being made.

Vistors 5.

Cooked breakfast & supper of cocoa, oatmeal mush and fried bacon. Made dinner of bread guayara jelly & lemonade.

My usual Friday night holiness meeting was small. The comrades had to get into their barracks by 8 p.m. Present myself — leading — Rev. & Mrs. Owens, & Privates Devine, Amie and Oden. Each read verses from the 2 chapter of 1st Peter & prayed. The privates all belong to the 3rd artillery in the Cuartel de Meisig.

Tonight’s evening “Times” says that yesterday Aguinaldo & his generals had a council. The generals advised him to declare war against the United States. Refused stating that he promised the foreign consuls in Manila to give them 24 hours warning previous to declaring war.