The Adventures of a Boy ReporterMorrison, Harry Steele
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The Adventures of a Boy Reporter
Morrison, Harry Steele
Reporters and reporting -- Juvenile fiction
In looking out of the window Archie perceived that the town looked very
different this morning than when he saw it the evening before. Instead
of drawn blinds and shuttered windows, there was everywhere an evident
attempt at decoration in honour of the coming army. The streets were
crowded with a throng in holiday garb, and some of the soldiers of the
rebel army had already arrived, as they could be easily distinguished by
their ragged dress and ridiculous airs, walking up and down the street.
It was all such a scene as Archie had never seen before, and would have
made a great success as the scenario for a comic opera. But as a welcome
to an army, supposedly victorious, it was a dismal failure, and Archie
wondered what General Aguinaldo would think when he entered the town and
saw such shoddy patriotism everywhere. He hadn’t long to wait,
however, before seeing the famous rebel and the effect upon him of the
celebration in his honour. It was about ten o’clock in the morning when
he rode into the public square, followed by about two hundred ragged
Filipinos, armed with all sorts of guns and pistols. Archie saw the
arrival from the roof of the building which was his mock prison, and he
could scarcely refrain from laughing outright when he saw the boasted
Filipino “army.” It was the poorest excuse for a body of troops that he
could imagine.
Aguinaldo rode a fine bay horse, as did several of his followers, but by
far the majority of the regiment, if such it could be called, was afoot,
and most of them were barefooted, too. The rebel leader looked very much
like most of his pictures, with the exception that he had an older look,
and some gray hairs about the temples. He was attired in a gaudy uniform
of some sort, with epaulets and a Spanish general’s hat, and he carried
himself with great dignity of manner. Dismounting from his horse, he
entered the administration building, where he held a conference with the
town officials, and probably made them pay over whatever money was in
the treasury “for the cause.” He remained within for two hours or more,
and all this time Archie stood upon the roof and watched the remarkable
scene in the streets below. The troops had scattered, and were engaged
in robbing the housewives of whatever they had in their houses to eat.
And the women seemed willing to provide them with whatever they could
afford, and there was much enthusiasm evident everywhere. But the
celebration was very quiet, in spite of the friendly reception, There
were no bands of music, no cheering, and no singing of battle-hymns.
The whole affair reminded Archie of some camp of a section of the famous
Coxey army, when he had seen it long ago. The soldiers were no better
dressed than tramps, and there was but little more discipline among
them.
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