On sick call with my head. Slept most of time –all done up. Wrote to Tops and sent her some photos. Cool winds. A good deal of sharpshooting at the church. They are using a cannon, too –but it has yet done any damage. The boys are having a parade and a Salvation Army Rally with a captured brass band of 30 or 40 pieces. It’s a fine concert.
Manila, Luzon Island – Entry made in parlor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena, Tondo
Copper change is getting very scarce. Yesterday I traveled once on a street car without paying fare and today twice because the conducted when collecting fare could not make change. The reason for the scarcity given that this copper money is worth more in Spain than it is here, hence speculators are sending the coin out of the country.
Yesterday I saw standing on the Escolta a white man dressed in a Salvation Army uniform, i.e. every thing save the cap, band, badge and S. buttons. If he is a Salvationist he is trying to hide his identity. I was told that that Salvationist dressed in uniform came here, by an outsider who claimed to have come over on the same boat with him.
Wrote & copied three letters this forenoon (1) farewell to Bro. Wm Eletson of the Flagship “Olympia” (2) to Mrs. Lt. Col. Brewer, Newark, N. Jersey putting her in Eletson’s trail to secure a biographical sketch of him by “Harbor Lights” when he arrives in New York (3) Bro. Geo. Berry, Hospital, Corregidor island, asking him to let me know by Saturday’s mail what arrangements can be made for lodging & food 2 nights & one day in case I came over by next Tuesday to hold a meeting there.
Went down to the post office & mailed the letters. While on the car, looking out of the car window I saw Bro. Hans Verweibe coming down the Escolta going towards the bridge of Spain with another man. Verweibe did not come to see me as I expected he would.
Purchased more shells from a Filipino man for my collection, which is assuming respectable proportions. This afternoon Bro. J. Merritt dropped in to see me. I was agreeably surprised. Asked me to go out for a walk with him as he wanted to learn the city. I escorted him through the notorious Tondo district & explained the points of interest to him as far as the Isabel 2d canal monument; also asked him about the state of his soul. Said he is getting along well spiritually. We prayed together before starting out. I was greatly & agreeably surprised to learn that he is doing well for which I praise God.
God the Holy Ghost blessed me with His love in my soul that night; praise to His glorious name.
Paid $35 Mex. rent to Mrs. Isabel Wood for month of May.
Rev. & Mrs. Owens had a candy pulling to commemorate the 7th Anniversary of their marriage. The Presbyterian missionary, Rev. Rodgers, Bro. Glunz & several other men were present.
Manila, Luzon Island – Entry made in parlor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena, Tondo
The time is after 9 p.m. The rain is falling, the thunder muttering and lightning illumining the prevailing blackness.
The U.S. mail leaves tomorrow & I have remained close at home all day, sticking to this table, first writing with a lead pencil & afterwards copying with in an article for the Salvation Army monthly published in New York City entitled “Harbor Lights”. The heading to the article is “Five Memorable Nights on the Philippines”. Company was scarce today much to my gratification, as I was thus able to give my thoughts uninterruptedly to literary work.
Cooked breakfast and supper mush, bacon & cocoa.
Tonight while I was sitting at this table writing, the Kragg Jorgensen rifle of a Utah sentry across the way was discharged accidentally. Seemed to hit this house the bullet. The sentry was playing with the breech apparatus.
Manila, Luzon Island – Entry made in parlor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena, Tondo
Dry weather; a God-send it is too to our troops. The Filipinos are keeping them busy – little “scraps” and skirmishes. The train had trouble. The Filipinos slipped in to the rail road at Guiguinto between Manila and Malolos and tore up the rails of the Dagupan line. A fight followed. Several of our boys of the 2d Oregon Vols. And 13th Minnesota Vols. were killed and quite a few wounded. The natives suffered severely. Much killing was done over at Santa Cruz on Laguna de Bay of Filipinos.
Rev. Owens & I went to the post office where a letter was handed me of more than ordinary interest. Is from Major Ashley Pebbles, Washington D. C. dated Feb. 21st 1899. Mr. Geo F. [Connery] the post master, volunteered the gift of some old Filipino stamps. Accepted the offer.
On the Escolta met one of the sailors confined in Bilibid. Asked me for money; gave him one paseta. Said Frank [Carson], who professed conversion in prison Sunday, April 2d is all right, and is talking to the men in prison about salvation night & day.
Major Pebbles’ letter brought me astonishing news. Himself & wife are appointed to the Texas and Arkansas Division, a new division just formed for him, with headquarters at Dallas, but may move it to Houston. I feel that this move is on a line with preceding anti-American moves. The plan as I understand it is to send American officers away, lift them out of important field commands and put them into departments or relegate them into small divisions. But aside from this appointment of which Pebbles makes no complaint, I will quote from his letter re other matters of national importance:
“There is an awful feeling of dissatisfaction at National Headquarters & several have left; among them Mc Larren, Russell, Irwin & others. I understand that the Consul was jealous of Elizabeth Clark, Adjutant, & froze her out & she has resigned. Clark got into a great many places where the Consul tried and failed. The Consul especially has become odious; she has asserted here authority over the commander & others very much of later. She does not allow the Com. to pass anything for the Cry, & she overrules his decisions often. The spirit of dissatisfaction has spread from National H.Q. to all parts of the field in proportion to distance & resignations are so common that we do not pass a remark when we hear of them; in fact it is getting hard to officer the corps’ & I fear we are rapidly on the decrease in corps & officers. x x The [Cry] is down. The building (Headquarters) has three mortgages & Col. Brewer told me that $100,000 would not begin to clear the National Headquarters of debt. About $10,000 was lost on the General’s last visit. x x I learned that there is a secret plan on foot among the C.D.O’s (Chief Divisional Officer) to petition the General to send [ ______ ] to save the concern. xx Col. Higgins has just returned from International Headquarters. No one seems to know what he went there for; however he started an Insurance Department in this country in connection with the “Metropolitan Insurance Co”, & Brigadier (W. H.) Cox has charge of that department. Brewer is Editor in Chief. I think they are crucifying him, for he is very dissatisfied. He told me that he did not think he could hold out much longer, unless something was done to give the thing a more hopeful appearance.”
So the chief officer of the Salvation Army in the United States have grown weary of the Booth-Tucker. This feeling has been growing some time. Am tired of the whole Booth tribe; [____} seems to be no end of them. We had Ballington Booth & wife of years, then Eva Booth & now Booth – Tucker & wife. I hope the country will not be afflicted with another Booth. I shall await news from home with great interest. If the C.D.O.’s demand the recall of the Booth-Tuckers, the S.A world will be astonished & the London Booths will be (I fear) paralyzed, for such a request strikes at the family, & threatens their position.
I answered the foregoing letter immediately. Wrote 9 pages. Did not say a word in defense of the Booths for I can not, but urged Pebbles to do all he can to hold the Salvation Army together for God & humanity’s sake & for the sake of the many years we have toiled in its ranks. We must not permit our labors to be destroyed. I ardently hope & pray that the Booths will step down & give the Army a chance to become something.
Private D.G. Hines called. Is in from the front suffering from sunstroke. Asked him to rest himself. He did so. I fried ham, bought bread & made lemonade for the two of us from dinner. Prayed with him when he departed for his quarter.
Manila, Luzon Island –Entry made in parlor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena, Tondo.
General William Booth is 70 years of age today. A most remarkable man is he, in my opinion the most remarkable since the days of St. Paul. Half a century of hard work he has given to religious work. About 34 years ago Wm Booth stood, so to speak, alone on Mile End Waste, London, England, to preach the gospel to the poor and outcast, since that eventful day in July 1865. God has used him & thousands of others to evolve the marvelous organization, so well known to the world as the Salvation Army. Seldom if ever has a more remarkable family come upon the stage of time than the Booth family. Mrs. Catherine Booth & her children were and are as a rule above the average. Their Godliness, ability, courage and zeal made them during the years agone what we considered worthy leaders of such an organization as this one is of which I write. We had the most implicit confidence in them. No matter who else did wrong, we somehow believed they were above doing wrong. Others might make mistakes but not the Booths. All along the years we heard and read of valiant warriors, men and women mighty in deed and word, getting at outs with the Booths and dropping out of the Salvation Army. We thought them, no matter who or how many, always blameworthy as a matter of course; but I do not think so now. I believe the Booths are no better than other Christians, and a great deal worse than many known to me, whose names are not so well known to the world at large. The wonderful success of Gen. Booth will dazzle mankind, and biographers of the future will probably think him more than mortal. Indeed there are not one or two persons in the Salvation Army at the present time, but a crowd, who because of expected favors laud him and the members of his family to the skies. The most extravagant language is used to describe his or their doings & the most fulsome praise given. If such writings were the effusions of sycophants who endeavored to outcry each other to attract attention to themselves the case would not bear as hard upon the Booths, but they want such extravagant laudation. I believe in honoring leaders & strengthening them (if they are worthy) with the public, but beyond a certain point one cannot go. I know of no parallel to the extravagant praise given the Booths. I believe they were true & good at one time & as self sacrificing as any of their followers but not so now. I am convinced they regard the Salvation Army & its following as family property – real estate, money & bodies and souls of men & women – their own to be bequeathed by the elder Booth to his children. A number of prominent Salvationists think so, if I mistake not.
I fear a great storm is coming for this organization. I do not want the Salvation Army wrecked. I want it to hold together and preach Christ to the nations. Nothing better in the religious world exists, but the Booths have become a heavy load to carry. They no longer command our confidence as in former years. My heart is sad because of this fact. I tremble for the future of the Salvation Army if the Booth administration continues. If they want to appropriate it as their own, they are the greatest enemies of the organization on the earth & the most dangerous because they have the power in their hands and have the prestige of being the makers (so far as men can see with the eye of sense) of the great concern. I hope my fears are groundless & that my opinion is at fault regarding the family but while I have these fears & hold the opinion I now do, I write as I am now writing. May God direct the future of the Salvation Army, & raise up the right leaders regardless of name or family connections. Amen, and may the General if he has lost ground in his soul, recover it. It would be a thousand pities if a man like Gen’l Booth who served his generations so faithfully should at the close of his long life spoil his record.
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As usual Bible reading & prayer. Cooked breakfast & supper.
Arranged my files of Manila newspapers.
Bro. M. Turner & family of the Ecclesia mission called. We had an extended conversation re mission work & kindred subjects. Private D. G. Hines of E. Co. 1st Montana Vol. Inf. came in on sick leave from having been sun-struck last week near Calumpit.
He overhauled his curios & gave me a Roman string of beads with cross, charm etc.; also presented me with a splendid dress trimmed with lace – a Filipino woman’s dress. He thinks the latter is from Polo & the former from Malolos. Before Hines left for his quarter we prayed together.
Called at the post office & received the Houston “Post”.
Rev. Owens went out today to look for a house. Wants to rent a place & start a school. He appears to be in a quandary whether to remain on the Islands or return to the U.S.
Rumor says the troops will start out again in two or three days for a thirty days campaign against the Filipinos. Perhaps that campaign will finish the war.
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Manila, Luzon Island –Entry made in parlor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena.
Day alternately clear & cloudy, but comparatively cool. We Americans are not suffering from heat now. Mrs. Rev. Owens is down with the measles. God gives me excellent health; praise to His name. Last night God revealed His love to me in my soul. The infinite goodness of my Creator is truly marvelous.
God’s love is the only true comfort possessed by me. I suffer myself to be ordered about the world by people in whom I have little or no confidence. Since I have lost faith in the rectitude of the Booth administration I cannot take the same pleasure I once did in the work of building up the Salvation Army. In days not far back I thought the Booths were as willing to sacrifice themselves for the glory of God & the advancement of His cause as to sacrifice us for that purpose, but I do not think that way now. Three great prizes sought after eagerly on different lines of effort by the unregenerate are, fame, power and wealth. Many seek these prizes thro’ the church & with that object they do not hesitate to sacrifice themselves; the Booths I feel are doing the same for the aggrandizement of their family. The name of Booth now is synonymous with imperialism. If a man marries a Booth girl he is required to add the word Booth as a prefix to his own surname, as witness the marriages of Commissioners Clibborn, and Hellberg, and Judge Tucker –We have these men styled Booth-Clibborn, Booth-Hellberg and Booth-Tucker. Exceedingly modest is such an example on the part of the meek & lowly Booths. Custom is reversed again in favor of the Booth girls when they marry. They do not act on the principle of love & honor & obey their husbands, but the case stands the other way, at least in the last two instances cited, for the reason, presumably, that the General appoints his own daughters to the oversight of natives & not their husbands save as the second in command. We have the case of Merachale Booth-Clibborn in Holland & Belgium, Consul Booth-Tucker in the United States & Lucy Booth-Hellberg in France & Switzerland. Field Commissioner Evangeline Booth (unmarried) is in command of British America. When a male Booth marries a woman custom is allowed to hold its usual sway: vide, Commandant Herbert H. Booth, Australasia who married a Dutch girl –Shoch; Ballington Booth who took to wife Miss. Maud Charlesworth & W. Bramwell Booth. When the General caps the climax of family self-abnegation by apppointing a member of his own family (which I fully expect) his successor as general of the Salvation Army, then we shall have such a beautiful example of the never-mind me or mine spirit as the world has not been treated to for centuries. Will he do it?
At the time of the Ballington Booth split in New York, I was editor of the national War Cry published there. I was appointed to receive the New York newspaper reporters to furnish them S.A. news. A reporter attached to the New York “Post” sprung a surprise upon me by inquiring why General Booth appointed his own children to all the important S.A. commands in the world. The question was a stunner, for I knew they filled the chief places. When hardly more than boys and girls they were appointed to positions of trust & promoted in rank far above old officers, who had rendered years of faithful service.
The Salvation Army in my opinion is the grandest religious agency every devised to bless humanity, and embraces in its ranks the noblest spirits that I have ever known on earth, but the heaviest weight carried by this God-raised organization today is the Booth family. I am exceedingly sorry to put such thoughts on paper, but such is my opinion, formed after a service of sixteen years. Nothing would please me better than to change my opinion for the better, but as matters stand I cannot help having them. They are not pleasant to me.
This forenoon after Bible reading, prayer, cooking etc. etc. added another page to War Cry copy wrote & copied a letter to Lt-Col. Wm Evans & sent the same away by todays U.S. mail. To do this I hastened down to the post office with it. Two Kodak pictures were sent: Clayton Scott & ruins of Ft. Canacao [Cañacao] at Sangley Point. Subheads of article: “Keeping Early Hours,” “Prepared for a Siege,” “With the Fifty-First” & “In Prison.”
Private A. Lloyd, Co E. 1st Montana vol. inf. came in from the front with his accoutrements of war. Had a talk & did not forget to have prayer together. He claims to be in good spiritual condition. This is very encouraging to me for which I praise His dear name. Lloyd presented me with 4 Filipino “Republica” stamps without me asking for them: 2, 2 cent stamps, maroon color are telegrafos; 2 cents, red, is postage, the fourth is 50 cents, blue, telegrafos. The central design is a large triangle with a star in each corner & a sun surrounded by rays in the middle. They will probably be very valuable in future years.
I saw a fine balloon after dark this p.m., probably sent up by Filipinos.
Manila, Luzon Island –Entry made in parlor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena, Tondo District.
Cool breeze. Three visitors today. Gave part of my time to conversation with visitors. Prayed with two. Cooked breakfast of coca, oatmeal mush and fried bacon. Dinner & supper together was supplied by Rev. & Mrs. Owens. Put in a little time reading. Wrote three letters & copied them.
(1) Ly-Col. Wm Evans (2) Gilbert Findlay S.F. with his letter at his request, also wrote a one page address to his Sunday School class, Mariner’s church S.F. (3) Lieut-Col. J.J. Keppel in answer to his re his reason for leaving the Salvation Army. In the letter I did not blame him for leaving the S.A. neither did I encourage him. Kept my thoughts re the Booth’s & my opinion of them to myself as I do not wish to injure the leaders of the S.A. in the eyes of other people. Although at times feeling heart sick and ashamed because of the bad treatment of Americans by the Booth’s, I do not pass my thoughts beyond my own mind. Wish to keep peace in the S.A. & prevent discord if possible, even when selfish officers like these great religious leaders sacrifice the hearts, and brains and time & strength and lives of thousands of devoted subordinates to the Moloch of their unworthy ambition. My hope and trust is that God will over rule their doings & make the wrath of man to praise Him & the balance restrain. I have often to myself wondered at the articles written for S.A. publications & the public platform addresses of these people –the Booths– feeling as I have that their public utterances were so foreign to their practice. (Oh, my God I do hope that my conclusions regarding the Booths are not correct!) How gladly I would avail myself of an opportunity to alter my opinion of them! Time was when I thought the Booth family above doing wrong or making mistakes. Wrong doing was always laid at the door of lesser lights. As the years passed by, & officer after officer was pushed aside, many of them of long service & some of world-wide reputation as soul-savers, I always blamed the subordinates and never the Booths, but alas have learned that their heartless elbowing of faithful officers out of the S.A. because they (the officers) did not always think as they thought, showed a very un-Christ like spirit.
Wrote 6 pages note size MS. for the S.F. War Cry –narrative of the War & my experiences in the Philippines.
Manila, Luzon Island –Entry made in parlor of No. 2 Calle Santa Elena, Tondo District.
Busy getting over ground today, which always means (usually) new scenes and new experiences. As usual started the day with Bible reading & prayer cooked breakfast and washed dishes. After this Rev. C. Owens & myself started out. Took Calle Jolo street car. Saw Private Lloyd of E. company 1st Montana, driving a poney cart with a chest in the same. Motioned to me that he was taking his baggage to store in my house, yelled back as the car passed him “all right.”
At the post office I received more letters and papers.
Next called at the Imperial photo gallery to see if they had any new battle pictures. None. Next dropped in the California eating & drinking house. I stood treat for dinner. Paid $1.20 Mex. for 2 wretched meals. I patronized the house for the sake of a Syrian friend (one of the 17 Calle Gandara colony) who is clerking there.
Dinner over took street car over the Bridge of Spain to old Manila within the walls (Intramuros). Met a number of 20th U.S. Infantry men strolling about sight seeing. These troops served in the Cuban campaign. They arrived on the Scandia. Feel greatly relieved because they have come. We left the walled city by the Santa Lucia gate & walked down thro’ the hot sun to Malecon at the foot of the Luneta –Manila’s fashionable drive. Talked to some of the men & took a photo of their encampment.
Next walked out to Malate late 14th U.S. Infantry barracks, where I hired a carromata because I was tired of walking thro’ the hot sun. Paid 70 cts Mex. for the same –near 2 hour’s use. Called at the 2d Reserve hospital. Had a short talk with Bro. A. Temple of the same & visited a Christian, brother Herbert Foulkes, Co. C. 14th U.S. Infantry. Talked & prayed with him. Bro. Foulkes is in the surgical ward. Was wounded in the first battle with the Insurrectos thro’ the leg. Artery cut. His foot is black.
From the Second Reserve Hospital drove to the General or Brigade Hospital. Saw Private Clayton Scott of the North Dakotas. Left the hospital too soon & was sent back. Gave him $2. U.S. coin of the money he deposited with me. In the 2 hospitals & elsewhere, spoke (the writer) to individuals about salvation personally. The sentries at both hospitals allowed us to pass without showing passes.
Returned home in the carromata –Owens & I– paid the Filipino driver. Took supper with Rev. & Mrs. Owens.
The influenza has stopped up my head made my voice hoarse, but not otherwise caused any inconvenience.
So far as the the war is concerned everything seemed quiet today. Heard no firing. Rumor says insurrectos are massing troops in front of our lines evidently for a battle. —
My 16th weekly letter to Lt-Col. Alice Lewis, written last night I mailed today.
Drew at the post office $2. donated me by ex-Ensign Gilbert Findlay.
Rec’d several papers & monthlies –S.A. & secular.
Four letters arrived: (1) Lt-Col. Wm Evans of S.F. enclosing one from W.E. Duncan Jr. Att’y & Counsellor at Law, Oroville, Butte Co. California. This gentleman is doing legal business gratis for the S.A. trying to secure property bequeathed to it. Wants me to collect curios historical & otherwise for him. Send quite a formidable list. Evans suggests that I try to accomodate him. I dread this job. (3) Chas R. Fletcher, Auxiliary 3768. He read my article re the Philippines in the Xmas Canadian War Cry, which interested him much. Fletcher was introduced to me at 886 Washington St. Boston, Mass. when I was specializing in New England. Took dinner with him. Is a zealous Christian; a splendid man. Fletcher is a chemical engineer. Was formerly lecturer on metallurgy in Boston University & Mass. state assayer of ores & metals. Writes that he sent my article to a U.S. Senator at Washington D.C. (4) Is headed “The Volunteers of America,” from Grand Rapids, Mich., & is signed J.J. Keppel, who but a short time since was the Divisional Commander of the Pacific Coast Chief Division. He is now runing the Grand Rapids “Post” & in command of a “regiment” of 10 or 11 posts. Is serving under General Ballington Booth. Keppel’s letter is an answer to mine inquiring why he resigned from the Salvation Army. Keppel makes some exceedingly grave charges against the Booth family at large, including the present administration at New York Commander & Consul Booth-Tucker & their cabinet. I quote from the letter: “I left the S.A. because I could no longer endorse the actions of the owners of it. My experience at National Headquarters was such a revelation of the insincerity of the leaders of it, that my conscience forced me out, even when I tried by going out on the field again to overcome the difficulty. To make the story short I objected in a respectful manner to something they were introducing in this country (United States) x x I was not only carpeted for daring to have a mind of my own, but I was informed that my position was only possible & practicable so long as I enjoyed their confidence. (The italics are Keppel’s) Of course I knew as we all knew, that we were employees of the Booth family, from a human standpoint anyway, but when I found them resorting to deceit & intrigue, (lying and policy) to carry their plans, I could no longer as a conscientious man, represent them, & allow my dear officers to think I was a loyal officer when I was not; so I left. x x x x x The Booth family are going to be the ruin of the Salvation Army as sure as the devil tempts the souls of men and women to self seeking, exaltation & power, for they are doing it now, & American officers will not stay in the concern, for they are not wanted. Look at the Chief Divisional Officers of this country today; who are they? Every one of them are from the S.A. milling establishments in England, except Gifford. As you know Brewer is now off the field & is Editor in Chief, & since I am out Gifford is the last one.They have brought over two or three more Divisional Officers since you went away & they are shipping in a lot more field officers, making the U.S. pay London for their training as well as travelling.”
Keppel’s letter strikes the Booth family a severe blow, but he a short while since was assistant secretary for the United States. Other high officials think as Keppel does. When the Ballington Booth split was coming to a head, Brigadier Wm H. Cox, then Editor in Chief of all American S.A. publications, told me that the Booths & their chief aids would never promote any American to a high office who had not been to England. More than one important officer in the United States has said to me & to others that an anti-American policy was being pursued by Gen Booth & the Booth-Tucker’s since the advent of the latter in the U.S. Americans seem to be backseated. My confidence in the family has been very much shaken. The conviction has been gaining headway in my mind, to my sorrow of heart, since the time I edited the New York War Cry, that success has changed the Booth’s from the simplicity, Godliness, & self-sacrificing devotion of other days into self-seeking, lying, foxy intrigues. I do not want to think thus & have often hoped & do hope now that I am mistaken.
I would gladly change my opinion, but such is the settle conviction formed in my mind from personal contact with the following members of that remarkable family. (I regard Gen’l Wm Booth as the most remarkable man who has figured on the stage of time since the days of Paul.) Gen. Wm Booth, Ballington & Mrs. Maud Booth, Commandant H.H. Booth, Field Commissioner Eva Booth, and Commander & Consul F. De Latour Booth-Tucker.I am convinced that success has turned their heads. That the Salvation Army is regarded the property of the Booth family. That General Booth wants his family to remain perpetually a religio-royal family. That all the chief commands are to be divided among themselves, & for such officers as will support the ambitions of the family on that line. That the General wishes to appoint a member of his own family the next general, & have the succession of generals to run in that family perpetually.
The one cloud now rising above the horizon to threaten the General’s darling plans is the increasing strength of the S.A. in the United States. The S.A. threatens to become stronger in the U.S. than it is in England. With a majority of Americans in the organization, he fears that American ideas and an American policy will shape the course of the future Salvation Army. In such case the Booth family will lose its grip & the generals be elected from the army by the leaders of the army. This woulds kill imperialism, and with it depart the glory, power, prestige and money which are concomitants of the great organization. Lest Americans have too much power & thus become dangerous to the next general in case the present one dies, American officers of high rank (comparatively speaking) are quietly being relieved of power & put in such positions that they cannot imperil the prospect of Booth succession in case they feel so inclined. That is how the present situation and policy appears to my mind. I would gladly change my views & would like to discover that they (the Booths) have been misjudged. I want the S.A. to hold together, not to aggrandize the Booth’s, but to glorify God & by its marvelous machinery & high standard of practical Christianity, win the world to the Lord Jesus Christ thro’ the power of the Holy Ghost. If this is done, I do not care what the name of the General may be, whether Booth or something else.
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.