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and datos and taos took turns plowing, the river for the vinta (boat) races; and harrowing, and cultivating. The wilder here the Moros, in the presence of the the people were, the more interest they general, the governor, and the hundred showed. Dato Ampatuan, who less than chiefs, outshone even themselves. Then a year before was fighting us, showed the came the foot-races, and although the taos how to plow, the Sultan of Maguin- Moro can outrow all others, he cannot danao worked the forge, Dato Ynuk man- run with the Tiruray, whose fear makes aged the cultivator, and the Tirurays har- him Aeet. The competitors were to run rowed. The cultivators and harrows at- to a line and return. The slowest one in tracted most interest, as with these the the race kept running until he saw the most ground can be covered with the least leaders turn; then he turned, and easily effort. All were inquiring the prices of beat the swiftest to the starting-point; the implements, and Ynuk wanted to buy and he took away a prize, for his trick a cultivator and half a harrow.

was not seen by the native judges. To enliven things, field-events were Then came the Cotabato Carnival Proincluded in the exercises. First, a sack- cession, some afoot, some in bull-carts, race occurred, the contestants being Moro, some in mule-carts, and some astride. Filipino, Tiruray, and Chinese boys. This This merged into theatricals, in which the event caused some excitement, but it was Conquest of Jolo was portrayed. nothing to that aroused by the tug of war. Toward evening, the headmen, datos, The Moros on one side, with my orderly, timuays, and chiefs met with the provinSaligidan, as captain, and the Tirurays on cial and district governors in a large, open the other, with some army officers backing room to talk of peace, prosperity, and govthem, settled down for a steady pull. It

It ernment by law. They listened and rewas quite even, first one side hauled the plied; they asked questions and were inmark a trifle and then the other. The structed. And, while so engaged, in came excitement spread. Would the sons of the pagan Cinkala. He entered in halfMohammed be outdone by the Pagan Tir- naked, native dignity, walked clear around urays? But the Tirurays were big fel- them all, passed in front of the two sullows, and held like posts. The Moros tans, and approached the governor. The yelled at one another and then at their sultans frowned, and two Moros got him team. Still the Tirurays held. This was and set him in his place beside the door. unbearable. Hot temper came as a wave. The hundred chiefs then took the talk Allah! they must beat the pagans! They away and brought it to the subject of the closed their black, concavely filed teeth coming marriage of the Sultan Magueeand, mad with fury, willed to win. A A guin with the princessa. And, because Tiruray shifted his foot ever so little, and they had no more important subject than the mark moved Moroward; then a ner- this to discuss, we concluded that they vous pull, and it moved farther; then, were contented with the government given with one heart-ruining effort, the mark to them, and that they believed in our enpassed the line, and the Moros yelled like deavors to better their condition. demons over their victory.

On this last night an eclipse of the Then Moro girls from the princessa's moon occurred. The night was clear. household came and danced. With hair No one failed to witness it. The Moros piled high in peaks, pink-stained finger- believed a great fight was on between the nails inches long, cheeks and lips painted sun and the moon, and that the moon was red, these girls appeared in pairs. To the being eaten up. They got tom-toms, deafening tom-toms they posed, and moved, drums, kettles, pans, and horns, anything and struck their shapely toes, backs down, to make a noise, anything to help the upon the mat, gracefully waving handker

The night air became saturated chiefs on the left, while on the right they with sound. The din was awful; but passed to and fro their spangled fans. finally the moon was saved. It came out

Next day the Scout Band called the peo- whole and uneaten. The Moros had the ple together to learn the uses of American satisfaction of believing that they had tools. When they had seen them, and all helped in this. So homeward they went, the tools were purchased, they drifted to tired and content.

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THO wish no worlds to conquer, they are craven men and churls,

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Who rot at home in quiet over tasks but fit for girls,

Nor heed the wild sea crying where white the billows run.
The spirit of our fathers that stirs our blood to fire,

The heritage of courage, the mighty gift of brawn
That dowered us from the cradle, they were not meant for hire,

Or to waste in idle chafing, when the battle-lot is drawn.
Who wish no worlds to conquer, let them stay and till the fields,

Let them bend their backs in labor while we launch upon the foam, For the salt is in our nostrils, and the magic that it wields

Is sweeping from the western sea to urge us from our home. To bask in tropic sunshine; to battle with the storm;

The wealth of fabled islands; and distant, unknown lands, Where the shady palm-groves greet us or glistening icebergs form;

They are beckoning and calling, and our ships are on the sands. Who wish no worlds to conquer, they will welcome us again,

They will glory in our conquests, and will wonder at our gifts. The salt is in our nostrils, and the sea is whipped with rain,

And our ships are slipping westward where the breaking fog-bank lifts.

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KASHA AND THE YOUNG PRINCE

BY EDITH M. THOMAS

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LL fatherless and motherless she came,
A wind-blown blossom from the

The mobile color of her chee
And on this world of wonder, pri
Her guileless, so sweet eyes w
wide.
The rest? It was upon a day in

forest-side;

It was as though a rose, changed into flame, Fate brought her to the castle of

1 Adapted from the Polish of L. Rydel, a contemporary poet.

WITH PICTURES BY WLADYSLAW BENDA

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And when the hunt was up, and forth he

went,
With men and hounds, to chase the

fleeing deer, What was it to the attic Kasha sent, Save that the woody country, far and

near,

Behind a screen of pleached vine and

thorn She hid herself and wept - the mossy

ground

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