The hero of the Filipinos : $b The story of José Rizal, poet, patriot and martyrRussell, Charles Edward
History
The hero of the Filipinos : $b The story of José Rizal, poet, patriot and martyr
Russell, Charles Edward
Rizal, José, 1861-1896
Don’t gamble.
Don’t be a drunkard.
Don’t break the laws.
Don’t be cruel in any way.
Don’t be a rabid partisan.
Don’t be merely a fault-finding critic.
Don’t put yourself in the way of humiliation.
Don’t treat any one with haughtiness or contempt.
Don’t condemn any man without first hearing his side.
Don’t abandon the poor man that has right on his side.
Don’t forget those that although worthy have come to want.
Don’t fail those without means that show application and ability.
Don’t associate with immoral persons or with persons of bad habits.
Don’t overlook the value to your country of new machinery and
industries.
Don’t cease at any time to work for the prosperity and welfare of
our native land.
CHAPTER XIV
THE EXILE OF DAPITAN
About this was nothing sinister, illegal, revolutionary, affrighting,
or incendiary, but the Spanish colony chose to view it with alarm. If
Rizal had organized a prayer meeting or a branch of the Young Men’s
Christian Association these nervous folk would have seen in it only
treason, stratagems, and spoils. On the Filipinos the effect was
different. To the deliberate judgment of the intelligentsia the plan of
the league appealed as the first practical suggestion of relief through
peaceful agitation. With a novel sensation of hope, they took it to
their bosoms. [170] Rapidly the membership increased; at last there was
a promise of union and directed effort. And then the powers that stood
behind the puppet governor-general and manipulated his movements
decided that the ripe time had come to spring the trap; before this
dangerous man should have back of him an organization able to realize
his dreams he must be put to silence. Despujol sent for Rizal, leaped
upon him as if from a machine with the leaflet, “The Poor Friars,” that
men said had been found in Lucia’s baggage, and without trial or
hearing ordered him to prison. From the spot where he stood in the
governor-general’s office a guard took him to Fort Santiago and thrust
him into a cell. Another generation will not believe that this was
done; and even in our own era, in which invasions of personal rights at
times of great public excitement are not unknown, an act of such rank
and impudent despotism seems improbable. There was not even a pretense
of any legal proceeding, no warrant, no magistrate, no commitment.
“Take this man to jail!” commands the governor-general. With an
obedient start the guard sweeps away the prisoner, helpless in a square
of rifles. It is enough to cause us to wonder if democracy and liberty
are or can be more than veneer upon any old frame of European monarchy
and whether time, in this conception of human society, must not
necessarily stand stock-still.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account