Pa _-- sie sions AEA ROA NS, : E QOQUTLA / RY xX B on His Sister's Hasband, Chino Pier at Jol Jolo, Where Murder Took Place & LIVING PERSONS * eos ADVENTURES 'OLD BY AND OF Sd (Copyright, 2011, by the New York flarstd Co All = HIS is the story of how Jikirl, untutored More lnborer fo the Quartermastier's Depart ment of the United States Army, Department of Mindanao, became an outlaw with a price upon his head, a leader of bandits dreaded throughout the Island of Sulu, a strategist who baf fled and eluded United States troops for (wo years Jiki¥i was clean cut physically, large for a Moro and intelligent. That his connection with govern ment entailed the blistering of hands and the blunt ing of-FHe shiny edge of a stee] spade in the consifue- tion of a ditch at Jolo Jolo detracted ho whit from Jikirl's plehsant consciousness that a share of the re gponsthilities of the great Republic across the seas rested upon his shoulders. If Jikirl was ever thought of at all, It was merely as a good laborer. The sergeant who inspected his work every day and ordered him about like a dog would never have dreamed that the bullet headed, flat savage eared Moro would one day make for him- self a name to frighten peaceful natives with, a nae known throughout the islands, a name which meant blood and war and carnege. In a litle nipa but at Jolo Jolo lived Jikiri's wife with Mié year oid baby girl and hls sister. Jikitl wus fond of his family and went to his home whenever he had the leave, In front of the door th Lis little hut be used to sit and smoke, gazing with an mingled pity and cofitempt on the children, gaunt and short shirted, playing in the dust. He was sorry for them, brats of ordinary Moros. Happily he dreamed of the future of his own little girl, who enjoyed the distinction of baving a father in the great Americano army Then, in the fulness of all his pride, Jikiri's sister married a Chinese. It was a cruel stroke and Jikir bowed under it. For his sister to marry a Chino brought disgrace to his entire family. "The very clil- dren playing in the muddy cam'no would shun his girl. Fingers of scorn would be pointed at him and his. He went about his work listless!y, unable to hold up his head among men, He bad felt a pride in his position, in his work, 'Humble as it was, but now this was all as noth- ing beside the awful of his sister's mar tiage. And greater even than these was sorrow for the woman, It was his sister who had brought down dishonor on him and his, but he pitied her, sorrowed for the companion with whom he had played in child- hood and whe bad been always dear to him with a love greater than ix usual between brother and sister. In the ojd days the matter would have been simple enough. He would have gone to the Chine Pier, where his sister lived ln a tumibledown shack with her husband, and he would have cut his throat. Dut the tenets of the new civilization forbade that. He rebelled against the new order of things, and yet there was the pride in his work and the new feeling that he was a man with a purpose. The Americanos were great and powerful and he was proud of his connection with them. i It was a struggle within the Moro between the East and the West, and the breeding of centuries was if, the balance on the side of the Orient. At last there leaked into his mind & feeling of rebellion, a question- ing of {he right of these foreigners to settlé down in his o%o country and tell him what aud how he should do and (orbid him to respect and live up to the tradi tions of his fathers. The brown Kbak! suit which had before been a mark of havor dnd distinction became to Jikird a gall: ing sign of eppfessibn and submission to servitude. He longed 'to révenge his sister, but he knew what it would mean, and be waited. _ He did not now entertalu a condescending sympathy for the children of his Beighburs, but rather pitied his own little girl, whose whole life would be blighted by the fact that Ger father's sister had been married to a Chino. Patiently, sullenly, eating his wrath, he wait: ed, brooding always over his own dishonor and sor- shame , anger Il these almost but, most of all, 'he pitied sister, whom he really loved with of his nature. Bitterly as he felt, be 's to mention her with dizrespe f. + Jikiri was sitting before his nipa poise his mind with the vilest of acquaintance who lived near the 'along the camino and spoke to iy ubLappy." be said. | k of her," replied Jikirl. abuses lier." continued the other quarter is sha b sights reserved.) prely for the sake wiatk- Vengeance on ole gue, something, This seemed too much te bear, that his sister that Jikiri was should be abused, and by a tasteless Chino and and like a madman, so that his acquaintance removed swore raved to a safe distance and prepared for flight. Not until Jikirl's wife cae from the hut and pacified him did the friend return. "Can you see this Chino®" asked Jikiri, "Yes," said his friend. "I will go to him if you wish me to." "Tell him," said the Moro, "that I "now of ard that if I hear un; he Jikivi, will pay him a his nbhuses has injured my and ! will cat off his quete Ther began again the unending. tedlons waiting. Heartily, way down in lLjs juner consciousness, Jikiri wished that the Cuno would aitempt act of ife He kuew what it would mean if he left bis conunaud at Jolo dole to go to the Chino Pier. He vas awnre that- it meant desertion from the United States Army and that he would be considered a ragiegade nud a murderer fle would be hunted throagh the s from one ead of the land th the other, and the very thought of it sent his mind crashing back through the ages until he became as a wild beast eager to fight, soite violence against his w to tear and to Kill, even if the inevitable end was death. Hungrily he lusted for the opportuiity to slay the man whe had brought all the disgrace to him and his tamiiy and misery to his sister. He had never visited her since the marriage, but he kept himself iuformed and knew that her life was wretched, Nightly he pol ished and cared for his deadly bolo, cherishing it like a thing alive aud loving it for the knowledge that one day It would do its work. If only his brother-in-law would once more overstep the hounds! Slowly, slowly, the tradition and heritage of cen turies was asserting itself in Jikiri's wind. Sowe way be felt that if only he could east aside the khaki sult he would be free again. It was with a positive feellug of relief that hie heard at last that his sister's husband had beaten her agai She was kept a prisoner In the Chine's miserable iit tie hut, he was told. Murder of the Chino. Like hounds released on a warts scent, the bar barous passions of hate and revenge and blood 'ust swarmed into Jikiri's soul and his semi-civilization crumbled into nothingless. With all the fanaticism of his Mohammedan nature he hated the one man whe had caused all his tribulation, and because he knew that the hands of ail men would be against him be hated all men. In the qitiet of dusk he crept from his quarters. For hours be lay hidden in the woodsome thickets until ft was dark and he was able to evade the guards Armed with' a bolo which had done service in the Jikiri family from times shadowed in myth, he slunk and scurried through the darkness toward the Chino Pier tu Jolo Jolo. " : Sometimes he ran, heat veer close to the ground. Somethizes he lay hidden for countless seconds while a police officer or a passerby crossed his path. He was not afraid of any of thew. He would as soon kill one as another. but it was the Chino he wanied Graf. After that it dil not matter. He would fight, fight to the end, but first of all he must accomplish Lis revenge and wipe the stain of dishonor from his name. ; Once ou the pier be redoubled his cantiousness. Like a thousand tongues whispering in the blackness of the night the little wavelets lapped against the spiles of the old ramshackle pier where it julted out into the Sulu Sea. Jikicl heard them. with gladness. To his ears they were softly singing praises of his prowess, rejoicing that he had cast aside the scruples posed upon him by the gringo government and be # man agin. Afier ali, the old way, the way of , Was the better. The A were great and powerful, but after all i es Ser Xi -r and His Dramatic Death Then the Wicked Knife Descended His Transition from Moro Laboicr to Band THE DAILY BRITISH WHIG, WTEPYTSDAY, MAY 18, 1012, it Leader with a Price Upon Ais Head, Johnston, Killed in Fight with Jikiri wel with ao shaine in kis hear: ao gloried in the he wax a re a murderer nt caline Every wgade such A night when JiKirl wa In 2410 » faced lay de suaich asd % the inevitable He knew thai end wonld death, 4 1 to hin and bis, but he w into the nex. world eriged ie ni » jo Juae whose th ne thie had been 3 wl Sch gr a K, nO wed at Jolo Iri was hidden mountain of Mab ind hat it would be syrroura smd cap tle bard whica led to five nan and the + years old he Soluck boys acted interpreter in toe em he muanjeipal gov ! (wo the men, girl, One other eneral in com f the Department of Mivdanao despatched a de tachment of the Rixth cay. al and a squad from Bat talicn E of the Second Fleld Cave from Which Jikiri Fought Troopers So thought Jikirl as he crawled: past the filth and squalor of the Chino settlement almost to the end of the pier where his sister lived. It 15 not preity, the story of how Jikiri achis venge. Iie kept his promise to his brother-in ont off his queue below the ears. There was never a chance for an outery While the Chino slept the bolo cid its work in a single mighty stroke. Thi a for a ut he stood, aitrgpenting He was a murde i deserfer, a renegade, but he could hold up his head among men. real men, his own men of the jungle. For him death turked in every corner, always ready to snatch him, Troops would pursues him refentlessly, be knew that, but the grin goes should learn to dread him And so, for that matter, should all men. for lls heart wax turned again all of them. Nowhere could he be A price would be put upon his head and all meu vould be ready to sell him. He reasoned quickly. There was bLut open to hime Boch news gs he Lad created t ely ike wildiive and Jikirk Bad no time to spare. W oiTKe stealthibitess he entered the hut where the hody of his dead brother-in-law lay, apd Hbernted his sister. Then leaving her. for he knew (hat women would be a hindrance in the Tife he was to lead. he Burcked to his but and with his wife akd baby daughter fled into the movntains. F iis wife wotild be a burden in the wild forced night marches that would be neces. sary, but Jkici conld pot hear to abandon her Days they lay closé, hiding. and daring the night Jikiri scouted. gathering ahout il a few of his faith ful friends. From them be learned that news of the murder had travelled fast and that a price was on his head. < When he gathered some twenty followers ahont him he lesrped that thelr hidin place had been diseoverad, and thws Degan a man chase which etdired for two agonb:iog vedas, ved re law. He stlent, ne course The troopers tracked him futo places where a snake could not live and Jikirf eluded them Whole cvin- panies were sent inlo the high mwoubtains and the Halarinl swamp th exterminate the little score of Mdros. Drow rime ta time after an hilnd fight in a forest, the very reek of which speiled death, the body of adore would be found, but it was never that of Jikirl. His eompanions believed hm immune ty gringo builets. Many a guilant brown clad trooper and many a galiang officer was wrapped in a flag and left in the jungie beneath a shaple weod headpiece while Jikiri sifli run free. in the swamps many died of fever, Aud this because a Morh's sister had married a Chino. For twe years cursing, sweating dyivg troopers hunted Jikiel and his Jitte band. and for twe years Jikiri conthmied to engage servants for the life to come, according to his religion, which teaches that in Daradise & man is served by bis enemies Killed in tle, ' Through all Jkirl's wife snd daughter bad shared his fortunes aud the men of the fast dwindling camp becanie devoisd to the child. Many times Jikirl pleaded with his wife to seek safety with the Ameri capes. bot she steadfastly vefused to abandon him. | Sometimes going for ws with little to drink and next to nothing to ent, Jikiri fought bis grim battie te. He had reverted to the Artillery with two machine guns Under the eom mand of Captain Byram and with 1 Schuck boys acting ax guides the little company set out to capture exterminate JiKiri and his band of outlaws. Through wiles of a torrid, lusect pestered trail they toiled and sweated, shoving and bauling on the wheeis » guns, which were sometimes half w ay to the md or they found Jikiri had outmanceuvred them sgain, and only scattered ashes, trampled gretnd and broken brush showed that the little Moro party had been there v Jikivi bad escaped again, but the government was arcused American lives enough had been sacrificed Iu the fruitless guerilla warfare. The commandant at Jolo fumed and swore when he réceived the news. Telegraph wires buzzed and some one higher up issued orders that the detachment was to proceed and Kill or capture the dreaded Moro warrior and his ues. Jolo Facing the Machine Guns. It was Jearnéfl from natives that Jikiri had fled to the Ixiand of Pata with his followers in pancas, or canoes. On July 3 the guns were transported on Drives and the wearying chase was continned. Ou the following day mile.afier mile of feffd forest was traversed, until at last the tronps were drawn np in crescent formation before the mouth of a cave where JK war making ds last stand. The machine gous were irained on the entrance (0 the grotto, Scores of soldiery were Iu readiness for the five tiger hearted men of the jungle, hut Jikivi did Bot quail . One of the Rchuck boys who was with the soldiers was sent to offer Jikiri apd bis wen an opportunity i» surtender. That was once when Jikirh was on the point of breaking down. Not bécause of his own plight, not because he wap afraid, but because the faithful four refused to leave him. "Go tell the damned grifigees." he roared at the Sehigek hoy, "thal If wy "igen" holds ont long enough. { will exterminate them. Tell thens that if they send ¥ou back I will cut your throat like 1 would a pig's." As the messenger turned 16 leave, Jikiri called him back. He stopped, but eyed the troops s "The gringoes are soft hearted," said Jikirl. "They do pot war on women awd children, whivh is good. Take my wife and daughter buck with you." : The woman, who had been standing behind ber hus- band, sprang to his side; her eyes Hashing with savage splendor. "Have I been untrue that I deserve this?" she cried - angrily. "1 will die with you as 1 have If will not stay alone." , y - "ed, and § Nmothering the child with kisses. she held it up for Jikiri to caress, then thrust it from ber with an vicious gesture, into the arms of Schhck, who ear- ried the girl to the Alerican lines. where cared for and sheltered from the buBets sap to spread Sonth 8 American sob looked soberly and with sinking hearts. They wished that the unequal comtest could ended differently. Showing through surrender, ih the 4 was 2s _pourad over the face Udder orders the machine guns opened fire on the wouth of the cave Loosened stones rattied and of the cliff like spray, but the hidden behind a bend in the tnnne!, were un harmed tefore Lhe vibrations of the first volley of awinl steelelad death had subsided a clackling of shots from the cave had the troopers lying fiat in the tall grass, apd Gouneand. who had been sighting a machine gun, rolled sprawling on his back, arme ed out, a horrid ved trickle wetting his chin aus disappearing under the collar of hls flannel shirt. Licutenant Miller ordéred Sergeant Collier, one of the bravest meu in his comwand, to take Gougeawd's place. Collier had been chasing Jikiri for motiths and had grown to Roow the courage and the tengeity with which he fought. There was more than one man in the force who admired the plucky More and whe had cursed at having to hunt him out lke a rat Collier stepped to the gun, tried the breech, then turned to the Heutenant and, smasiDug disciptiye into atoms, reported: "The breech is blocked, sir, and it would be folly to attempt repairs under the withering fire," "Put that man under arrest!" thundered Lieutenast Miller, and himself sprang to the gun, but while be was in the act Captain Byram ordered a charge As the men leaped fram the grass, MeConuell, a trooper, plunged forward, arms dragging on the ground for three steps, then buried his face iu the dusty grass, lying still. Hauser, a corporal of the Rixth cavalry, stumbled over Lis body and lay, grinning in pain, while his comrades swept over him in the charge. Rergeant Jobndon, of the artillery, flung his arms backward and, crying "I've got it," crumpled up, The two men died three days later in the military hospital at Jolo. The distance to the cave was short, but half of 1 Was not traversed when five wild, brown figures cat dpulted from the mouth of the cavern and rushed at the troopers. Swinging thelr -boloz with identical pre cision, as though they were but part of the same ma chine, they rushed to dealli~with a cry that sounded glad on their lips, Jikiri singled out the first pair of leather puttees whieh be saw and rushed upon Lien tenant Kennedy, who wore them. It was the only vay he conld tell the officer the enlisted men, wink wéar regulation canvas le Hs Honnedy was not quick enough and the Moro had by we haly, the deadly bolo raised ready io 14 The soldier's eves hulged and he struggled to cateh the savages wrist, but the awful wrench on his Bair made hh powerles From the corper of his eye Be saw Lieutenant Wilson, In an agony of hurry, coming to his ald. Then the wicked knife descended and as Jikiri freed his grasp ou his victim Kennedy toppled 1imp and senseless to the ground, with a great ragged slash across his check and his neck ¢ut dan gerously near the jugular. Jiri had been too hard. With almost a continued motion of his bolo, complet- ing the cirele of the first stroke, he turned and gashed Lieutenant Wilson in the neck and shoulder, reducing the number of his antagonisis by one more. Martin, a trooper, had freed himself from two Mores, who were both shot, and attacked JIKiri with the savagery of a beast. The Moro was expecting him and the bolo sang hungrily as it sought its human food. Mar- tin was sprightly and ducked his head, missing death by inches, but the Keen blade almost severed his left wrist His teeth closed cruelly ou his under lip. Without a cry be grappled the Moro, holding his body fran- tically with the almost handless arm and managing to clutch the wrist that held the bolo. Back and forth the two men swung in a struggle which meant death for the first to loosen his hold, and the troopers, for seconds which seemed eternity, could not shoot. The Death Struggle. Like two active lightweight wrestlers, the men rolled over aud over, changing grips franticglly, wildly Jabbing with knees and elbows, Jikiri felt incessantly for the other's throat, but Martin managed to, wrench his head aside, pressing his chin close in and down- ward. Two or three of the troopers crowded around, watching for an opportunity to end the struggle, but in the midst of the seething mass of anlmalisiw Jikir! wiradulousiy evaded knives and revolver butts. Finally, with a last heartbreaking yank, Martin freed hig good hand and his revolver barrel flashed through the air, the butt crashing onto the Moro's close cropped skull. The clinch was broken, Jikirt staggered, fum- bling with his bolo, which his fingers scarcely held Plunging into the midst of the little group, Lieu. tenant Baer, who bad just despatched the last of Jikirl's little brown men, took lightning aim with his Colt. Jikirt spun round on his heels and dropped, stone cold, dead. From the mouth of the cave sounded a yell, brain spligting, demontacal. and the woman, Jikirl's wife. slashing with a belo, was upon the whole company of soldiers. A lurking spirit of poksibly misplaced chiv- aley made the men rather dodge her blows thay re ure them and in a few seconds she had two of then stretched on the ground They closed with her, but, wriggling like a python and with the strength of a panther, she broke away, and (wo more men were aie aside by comrades. Officers and men pressed close about the woman and finally, by sheer force of mumbers, she was cap tu disarmed and bound. Later she was sent to a. Ferrier, Van Vliet, Cgarnackle and MecClel- ian. of the artillery, had been killed in the last on- slanght. 2 The work of caring for the wounded and remeov the dead from the field was begun, and it was a Moros coolest, fron & Le