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FILIPINOS ARE STANDING FIRM. FOUGHT #OB THEIR IN DEPENDENCE They "Are Unwilling to Surrender It to Strangers"--Either No An nexation or a Bloody War. - Hong Kong, Jan. 6-The news papers here publish the following dis patch from l oilo, evidently from -Filipino source: "When the Americans arrived at lo lo they found absolutely no loot ing upon the part of the Filipino force, or conduct of any kind un worthy of civilized people. In con formity with their agreement with the Spaniards, the Filipinos entered lioilo in an orderly manner and for mally hoisted the Filipino flag. The Americans found a good government and meeting with the c mplete ap proval of the foreign residents The .postoSce, cnstoms and other depart ments were working smoothly under the control of the Filipinos. This disposes of the allegations of the in clination of the Filipinos to loot and kiil The Filipinos occupied lioilo on lite same humane pxinciple which nave guided their actions against their Spanish oppressors.'' The correspondent adds that the reports of an opposition republic hav ing been established are refuted by the fact that the governor and gen eral commanding at lioilo have as sured the American delegation from the warships that they could settle nothing wi tho ot orders from the na tional government at Malolos. SITUATION SEEMS GRAVE. Manila, Jan. 6.-A dispatch to The Independencia from Malolos, the seat of the so-called Filipino govern .jaect, says the governors of all the "provinces of Luzon have assembled | st M al los for the purpose of offering their fives and property in adhesion to the policy of the president and government. Continuing, the dis patch sa*s: "They say they fought only 1er the independence of ihe Filipinos and are unwilling to sur* j-eoder to strangers * Commenting upon President Mc Kinley's proclamation to the Fili pinos issued on Wednesday by Gen. Otis, The Independencia, which is a native paper, says the problem pre sented is most grave. It admits that there are only two.solutions possible, namely, the Americans' abandonment of their annexation policy, claiming that the people here are not desirious of absorption into their nationality, or prolonged and bloody war. It then cites the example of the "noble patriots of lioilo defying Gen Mil 1er" and expresses hope for a pacific termination of the crisis, but hints of trouble. The official organ, The Republican, is less aggressive, but indisposed to accept tho suggestions of Gen Otis in their entirety. The Spanish papers are evidently afraid to comment on the situation. The California regiment is still on board the transports here awaiting orders. Gov Ellerbe has determined to borrw money to defray the expenses of dealing with the smallpox in Sum ter county He bad declined to take action in the matter as he had no funds for the purpose, but Senator Manning wrote him that the negroes afflicted with the disease "attend meetings'- aod "the white people sie appalled/-* This settled the mat ter. The governor couldn't bear the thought of the white people's being appalled " It is not stated whether the meetings are disorderly or not, but it is to be presumed that it is some kind of disorder that the people are "appalled" at Nor ia any information given as to the means to be used to keep the negroes from "attending meet ings." Small pox itself formerly kept people away from meetings, bot it neems that it now has the opposite effect. They might try vaccination; in many cases it is sufficient to keep people from attending meetings, bot it is attended with considerable dan ger If it is not convenient to confine these negroes afflicted with the mania for "attending meetings,*' otherwise called smallpox, a less dangerous nd more effective measure would be to cut their hamstrings. There were a few cases of the same disease among the negroes in this county last year, and we noticed that they were in dined to "attend meetings," but it was soon found that they did not mean any barm by it In onr jndg ment Dr. Evans should use the larger part of the borrowed money in means to allay the "appalled5* condition of he white people-Chester Lantern. Successful Physicians. We hes'-tily recommend I)r. Hathaway &? Co. *f '4 S road St., Atlanta, Ga., as being per fectly reiiaoleand remarkably successful ia tho treatment of chronic disease^ of men and women. 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It was, I say, in large mea exe my fault, because if I had not 2c . -my head the greater part of the troub xseed never have happened; bot r serres were upset by seeing the wretc |?d woman as she lay huddled de ?pen the pavement, and the sight Fenton standing crouched, like a m - ?orror struck, above her, made up shock under which I think few won have remained! unmoved. POT a foll mina te I stood the watching him in silent horror, he tl ^hile eying me with frightened sid long glances, but without speech. Th? words came from me like a torrent. "O God!" I ..tinted ont "Yt have murdered her! Yon devil, y< have killed the woman ! What have ye done it foxV% George Fenton rose from the bod; facing me. "Great beavens!" he cried. "Ye ?ere, Duncan? You saw me?" "How could I help it? What unlucfe fete brought me here to loor, at yoi ghastly work I do not. know, but hei I am, and there is no getting over it Fenton stared at me heavily wi thor ?speaking, and then his,eyes wandere ?S my face to something he held in hi hanuV-a something of metal with th glitter of glass at the end of it In dim way I seemed to remember bavin seen the thing before myself, bnt cool oct recollect when or where. I will ow that I was too confused to think clearly and while my mind was still hunt ing dully for some memory of the obgec in George's hand he straightened him .self with a sobbing gasp, and then, cry ing like a frightened child, he ran awa; into the night I watched him go along the wet mir ror cf the pavement under the yellov glow of the gas lamps until he doublet round the corner, and then I turned t< the woman who was lying huddled 02 the ground and lifted her hand. Then was no trace of a pulse. I placed mi fingers over her heart. There was not i Sicker of movement, but instead I fonnc something else. It cut me like glass. It was glass. I stooped down and saw tia glimmer cf it with my eyes, and th ex with a start I recalled what George Fenton was clutching in his hand when he ran away from me. It was the metal hilt of a Venetian dagger, with the blade half broken on. The rest of that missing white glass blade wai) sheathed in the life cen te:: of the unhappy woman who lay at my feet I knew the dagger welL It was a rare curio which had hong cn the wall of Fen ton's room. I stooped down and again passed my hand over the place of that ghastly death thrust The tailing rain was be? ginning to drench the woman's clothes, but round the projecting end of the dag? ger all was dry. Not a drop of the poor creature's lifeblood had oozed from the ip wound. She had been stabbed with a Single blow, and the hilt had been bro? ken cxT with a snap. The Venetian dag? ger had done its work. I was so utterly overcome by the hor? ror of my discovery that for some mo? ments I knelt there absolutely dazed, staring at the murdered woman, whose / lace was surely not whiter than my own. So dazed was I that I did not hear footsteps approaching me down the pavement and did net know that any . one had come along this secluded back street until I heard a voice speaking be? hind my elbow. I looked up and saw a long, lean, dissipated looking individual clad from? head to foot in seedy black. He held au mn brella over his head, which let the lamplight through many of its seams, and a bunch of dirty gray cotton showed through the toe of one of his boots. He spoke in jerks. "Lady tainted?" I heard him say. "Eless 'em, they will do these things! Intense heat, intense cold, moderate temperature-equal result all around. Sometimes other things - excessive moisture this time, I should think, sir. A. most interesting case. Allow me, -""5tr. -, I forget your name, though I i cart see you axe a gentleman-present myself, a medical man, sir. Dr. Fitz . gerald of T. C. D. and County Water? ford. Although I say it, sir, a well V known practitioner in London, although I've given np my practice in Harley street." By this time he had doubled up his great length beside me like some un? couth six foot rule of humanity and was passing his long, lean fingers rapidly over the woman's body. I saw the fin? gers closing over her watch and chain. "Own ticker left at home on grand piano, " be said in an explanatory jerk. "Lady's ticker no doubt in perfect con? dition. No use feeling pulse without technical appliance." He was proceeding to put the watch in his pocket when I gripped him by the wrist and wrenched it from his hand. The coarse knavishness of the man acted upon me like a drink of spirits. My flurry and excitement passed away like a flash, and I saw the facts of the case Iclearly and dispassionately. I hit the fellow an upward blow in the chest that sent him staggering and gasping against . . - the wall. "You scoundrel!" said L "Get out of this or 1*11 break your thievish neck !' ' "Ho!" said the man, glowering at ma "Open for more business? One murder per noctem not enough for you?" ."I'll give you in charge to the first policeman that comes, as a thief," I said to him. "And I, 34r. Thingumbob, will de? nounce you to the first guardian of the public morals I can come across as a murderer-a red handed murderer, caught in the very act. Yes, sir, I'll . stake my medical reputation on that " And off he ran in the direction of South Audley street, howling "Murderl" at the top of his thin, cracked voice. I stood ?til] beside the woman's body. I didn't know what on earth to dc whether to fly or whether to stay be? side her. A hundred thoughts flashed across my mind, but chiefly I cursed myself for being there at all. It was all the fa-a lt, I suppose, of being in love. On the strength of new promotion I had gone that night to the girl whom I had levee! long before she had left the schoolroom, and had become formally engaged to her. I ' left the house in a maze of joy, her kisses fresh upon my lips. I was staying at the First Avenue hotel, in Holborn, and my most natural route was along Piccadilly and Shaftes? bury avenue; but, lost as I was in hap? piest thought, from old associations I turned down Park lane and was some distance up before I discovered my whereabouts. I had sense enough left to remember that two sides of a triangle are greater than the third, and hastened to retrace my steps, intending tb cut off a corner by taking down Curzon street and one of the many branches into Pic? cadilly. As my ill luck would have it ? chose Back Saville street, and there, half way down tbat deserted way, I; came across George Fenton and his deed af darkness. And now, as I stood there hesitating, thinking I ought to stay, much more than half inclined to take to my heels, I heard footsteps approach? ing, and before I knew who had come a policeman was standing at my side. Behind him was the tall, lean man of the seedy black suit and the broken, um? brella. "There you are, Robert, " said the latter. "Caught in the very act Rob? bery and murder, He's got the watch in his hand this minute, jeweled in 17 holes, and please to remember that it was me that gave the information, and I'm the man that wants the reward. Dr. Fitzgerald's my name of T. C. D. and County Waterford. I haven't got a card on me at present, but don't forget the name." The policeman stolidly waved the shabby man asida > "I hereby warn you, " said he to me, with massive slowness, "that anything you may say now is liable to be used against you afterward." "Why, you confounded ass,"Irap? ped out, "you don't mean to say you are fool enough to believe what that loafer tells you. I had nothing to do with killing this woman 1 I simply found her!" "You hear, Robert," said the shabby man. "He simply found her!" "Where did you get that watch and chain from?" asked the policeman, ig? noring the last remark. "That blackguard who brought you here attempted to rob the poor woman's ''You scoundrel!" said X. body,:' I said, "and I took it from him. Here," I added, "take it yourself I suppose you are the proper person to have it " The policeman lifted the skirt of his heavy coat and deposited the watch in his trousers pocket. "And Robert," cut in the shabby man, "in addition to the charge of mur? der against this fellow, I shall bring an action for defamation of character. You will kindly take note of his language. As a professional man of high standing it is more than 1 can put up with. As I told you, my name is Dr. Fitzgerald, T. C. D.. and County Waterford." "Look here," said the policeman, "you Dr. Fitzgerald, or whatevw your name is, if you don't mind what you are up to, I'll run you in toa " The sound of footsteps drawing rapid? ly near made themselves heard from the direction of South Audley street. The policeman fumbled for his whistle, put it up to his lips and blew shrilly. "Now, look here!" said he to me. "Of course I've got to take you in charge for this 'ere job, so you had best come quietly and make no bones about it." On the natural impulse of the mo? ment, I started away from bim. His hand shot out with more quickness than 1 should have given him credit fer, and dropped upon my sleeve with a t: professional grip. "It's no use your trying that rao^ said he to me, "and let me tell you more you struggles the wuss it loi The station is quite a respectable p I or I should not be there myself, an I you are innocent it won't hurt yoi I come along with me. If you ain't ir cent, you are making yourself look ! the blacker by resisting." i I saw there was reason in what man said, and agreed to go with 1 quietly aa soon as the woman's b was taken care of, but before this co be done a new aspect was put upon face of matters. The crowd which J been rapidly collecting now sur round us thickly. I had no idea t such a ravenous horde existed wit miles. They all seemed wet, squ? and hungry. Their clothes were black, and above the solid barrier clothes was an array of white, sic faces. I had never seen such a crowe confess the aspect of it frightened i Then a shout arose, and I thought recognized the thin, cracked tones the individual who called himself Fitzgerald. "He's been murdering a worn; boys! Let's lynch him!" The crowd sent up a yell of cruel : pr oval and surged forward. I saw t white, haggard faces lit up with h and the lust of revenge. The poi?cemi without leaving go of my arm, dr out a truncheon with his spare ha and backed up against the wall of 1 houses. I went with him willing enough, for I felt that in another n ment I might have to fight for my 1 with a crew of wild human beasts. As regards the policeman, the ero1 was not ill natured. The innate resp* which every Briton has for the li showed itself even at this momei They jostled him certainly and tried separate him from his capture, but th did not strike him and confined tb? efforts to aiming blows at myse Weapons seemed to come into thi hands as if by magic-sticks, um bm handles and missiles of all descriptioi They even picked up garbage from t road and threw that The policema with a wooden courage, defended t pair of us manfully. He was perfect cool and hit out with his truncheon all directions, and from the remar with which his blows were received gathered he did not hit lightly. F myself I remained for some time on i. defensive only, but the shower of bloi thickened, and the pain of them ma dened me. At last I snatched a bludgei from the hands of a great ruffian, wJ was most incessant in his attacks, ai set myself to work to hack and thru with all the frenzy of a man who fe that he was fighting for his life. Ho it would have ended had we been le there to fight it out there could be i doubt The crowd was overwhelmir in its numbers and was increasing evei moment The foremost members of i with whom the pair of ns were engage* were getting furious under the pain < our blows and maddened with the lu of battle. If either of ns had gone dowi he would not have risen again. In sai age rage the mob would have trodde and torn him out of all semblance 1 humanity. But relief was at hand. Jd captor's whistle had been heard. It ha been repeated down the beats, and ha. a dozen sturdy police were elbowiD their way through the crowd. Their a] proach was heralded by the querulor complaints of those whose feet wei trodden on and those whose ribs wei crushed. But. the warcry of the mo was silenced. Until then the fraati yells of "Lynch him-lynch him!: were echoing high between the we walls of the houses. 44Come now, get back, the lot c you," said the foremost of the newcom ers, and the crowd surged back invol untarily. 44Hello 1 What's this? A worn an down and you've been trampling OJ her? You brutes!" The crowd surged back farther, but i \ did not stand away from us long. New . comers kept pouring - in by regiment j from behind, and the news spread ti them, and once more the cry arose o ' "Lynch him!" The police dragged th< ! woman's body to my feet and formet j round manfully. Though they wer? j strong men, yet they were a mere hand ful compared with the teeming fifties o: the mob. Inch by inch they were beat-ex back, struggling and gasping, and foi myself death had never loomed so near, j But I was not frightened then. I wai cod and collected, and, if the truth bi told, not half averse to death. What J had seen during the last few minutes nae dealt me a shock which seemed to havt soured my life. George Fenton had beer to me as a brother, and now I knew him to be a brutal murderer. But, as it happened, I was not des? tined to come by my end in that ob scure street in Mayfair. The police showed more powers of strategy than j! gave them credit for. One of them forced open the door at our backs and hastily lugged me in the passage be? yond. Two of them drew in the dead body of the woman and closed the door. The others remained outside. The house? holder came to us out cf a side room, half alarmed and very angry. "What the devil do you mean by bringing your riot in here?" said he. 14 To prevent another murder being: done," retorted the policeman "I ?hould think," he added, "that one murder is enough to bring this street all the notoriety it has got any use for. " 4iOhJ" said the man. "What do you expect me to do now? Give you lodging for the night?" "I'll trouble you, *'said the police? man, 44 to try no jokes on ma I am rep? resenting the law here, and I want you to show me across to your front door and bail a four wheeler as quick as it can be done. The sooner you are shut of us*V he added significantly, 44 the less chance there will be of having your house pulled down about your ears." The man shuffled off quickly down the oilcloth covered passage. '. I remember being struck by the terri? ble time he took, fumbling with the colts and chain of his front door. He was evidently very much scared lest rhe iecuritV Of his castle 6hould be further invaded. I remember, too, how horribly j long a spaco elapsed before the cab came round, though, ID point of fact, as I have learned since, it rattled np to the door in less than a minute from its call. It carno none too soon, either, for the tail end of the mob had begun to suspect our maneuver and had crossed round from the back street. We drove off at a tearing gallop, amid a perfect hurricane of yells and hoots, and I believe, too, th3t some missiles were thrown, for I heard the wretched driver of the cab yell out in pain. CHAPTER IL ARRESTED. I had now time to collect my thoughts, and a most bewildering set they were. Here was I, Duncan Brett, commander of her majesty's navy, a man of regular and law respecting habits, quietly walk? ing to the First Avenue hotel in Hol? born, absolutely at peace with the whole world, half dizzy with happiness, and within half an hour of leaving the house at which I had spent the most eventful evening of my life I had con rs Another great crowd collected to see VA alight. trived to get arrested by the police and almost lynched by a furious mob. I was suspected of murder of the foulest kind, and the only way of clearing myself was by implicating George Fenton, the man whom of all others in the world I had reason to wish well by. The per? spiration stood thick upon my brow. The whole chain of circumstances seem? ed too horrible to be real. I could have thought myself the victim of some ex? traordinary hallucination had not the presence of the policemen with me in the cab been tangible evidence of the stern reality of my position. I was still brooding over this terrible position when we drew np at the police station. Another great crowd collected to see us alight. London teemed full bf crowds that awful night. In a few min? utes I was taken before the superintend? ent on duty, who, after duly cautioning me, asked if I wished to make any statement I didn't see that I could do any good by withholding my le, so I gave him a full and most minute ac? count of my doings since leaving De Vere Gardens at half past 10 that night Keeping back only George Fenton's name, I said that the murderer was a man whom I had met with suddenly in Back Saville street; that he was of dark complexion and of middle height ; that he was standing over the body with the hilt of a weapon in his hand ; that when I accused him he fled away, making in? to the darkness, and Anally that I had not followed him and didn't know where he had gone, except that his direction was toward Oxford street. "Did you know the man?" the super? intendent asked. I had my answer ready and gave it coolly and without hesitation. "I should know bim again in an in? stant if I saw him. " The superintendent made a note of this. "And then?" he questioned. "When the mani took to be the mur? derer ran away, I stooped to examine the body. The woman seemed to me stone dead, and there was nothing to be done for her. At that moment a seedy looking individual, who gave his name as Dr. Fitzgerald, came up and tried to rifle the body. That I prevented and struck him, and in revenge he denounc? ed me to the police as the murderer. That is all I have to add to what your own officers have told you already." "You are sure," said the superin? tendent, "there is nothing more you wish to add?" "No," said L "That ie my plain tale, and my only comment is that you have made a mistake in arresting me. Here is my card, and if you go to any of the service clubs you can hear about me. " The superintendent looked at the pasteboard. "It's a very unfortunate position for you to be in, Captain Brett, and in my civil capacity, as it might easily have heppened to myself, I can sympathize with you extremely, but at the same time my duty forbids me to let you go at present We shall push in? quiries in the morning, go through the formality of verifying your tale, and find out the identity of the unlucky wo? man who has been murdered. Yon have no suggestion to make as to the reason for this outrage?" "How should I have?" 1 answered. "I never saw the wretched woman in my life before." "No, I don't mean that," said the superintendent. "What I was wanting to know was, did you hear any sounds of a quarrel or a scuffle as you came down Back Saville street?" "No," I answered, "and if there had been any such sounds I don't think I should have heard them. My mind was very fully occupied with something else. Indeed if it had not been I should not : have come that way at all. To be pre? cise, I had lost my road. " "Very well. Captain Brett, I think we have nothing more to say to one an? other, but if I were you I would writo . to some friends to appear here tomorrow ! to give evidence both as to your move ? ments this evening and to bear testi ! mony to your reputation. Your solicitor i would probably be very useful to you. I I'm afraid I shall only be able to give 1 you poor accommodation for the night, bat you must blame our regulations for j ?fe and not mp " I thanked the worthy official for his courtesy, and, acting on his advice, wrote to Butterton, my legal man, and to half a dozen friends I knew I could rely upon if they were in town. I was then conducted to a cheerless cell. On my way thither ? passed the body of the murdered woman, now lying upon a stretcher and covered with a sheet. This sight completed the unstringing of my nerves, and I passed the night feverish? ly pacing my room, never even trying to court sleep. As I walked to and fro between the cold, bleak walls on that horrible night my feelings might indeed be better im? agined than described. Event had fol? lowed event with sickening rapidity, and now, to crown all, I was the neigh? bor of thieves and rogues, under lock and key at a police station. The papers of the morning would tell the whole world of my arrest. The ir?ws would carry consternation to the hearte^of my relatives, and my friends would be aghast at the tidings. Some there were who would be ready to believe the worst, but there were others I knew who could not doubt my innocence. One dear heart would bleed for me. That such an event should happen at all was bad enough, but that it should occur on the night when a world of bliss had seemingly opened for ns both was hor? rible indeed. And the awfulness lay in the fact that my innocence could alone be proved by evidence of George Fen ton's guilt. George Fenton a murderer! The thought was terrible. What m heaven's i name could have impelled him to such a deed of blackness? And who was the woman? Stop! Of course ir, must be. Why had I not guessed it before? She was in all probability the one who had caused so much heartburning in the Fen? ton family. The unfortunate fellow had fallen in love with a girl much below him in station-one who was, intact; in domestic service. His infatuation had been (?seo ver ed at home, but all the protests and entreaties of his family had failed to induce him to take a san9 view of matters. He loved her and would not give her np. Then why had he murder? ed her? Indeed what grounds had I for thinking this was the woman? My thoughts were in a hopeless jumble. They crowded one on the other in des? perate confusion, and I felt as if I were going mad. At last, and not too soon, relief came. As the dawn was breaking nature could no longer hold out under the strain, and I sank on the coarse mat? tress in a fitful sleep. The first to greet me in the morning was Bntterton. He had hurried to me directly he had read the news in the papers, and before my letter had reached him. A few words were enough to ex? plain my position to him, and he left me to do what he could to procure my release. The police had been active overnight. ThT> result of their inquiries at De Vere Gardens bore out my statement ; but, above all, traces of the murderer were not wanting. It appears that the un? happy man only left me to be pursued. He tried to get rid of the broken hilt, but it was picked up on the pavement. He managed to outdistance his pursuers; he was heard of afterward in Oxford street, and there, fer the nonce, the trace was lost. These incidents were circumstantial evidence of my inno? cence. Indeed all against me was the word of a questionable character who had disappeared. 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