A recent campaign in Puerto Rico by the Independent Regular Brigade under the command of BrigGeneral Schwan . ral times before ; but I, for one,never grew tired of it. It was for all theworld like being in the procession of a greatcircus. The sidewalks, balconies, windows,and roof-tops were packed with wide-eyedhumanity, of all ages and conditions, hues,sizes, and degrees of beauty. At everystreet corner, and in every square, greatcrowds of the lower classes rent the air withvivas and bravos, regulating their enthusi-asm by the size of the guns that swung pastthem. It is easy enough for some g
A recent campaign in Puerto Rico by the Independent Regular Brigade under the command of BrigGeneral Schwan . ral times before ; but I, for one,never grew tired of it. It was for all theworld like being in the procession of a greatcircus. The sidewalks, balconies, windows,and roof-tops were packed with wide-eyedhumanity, of all ages and conditions, hues,sizes, and degrees of beauty. At everystreet corner, and in every square, greatcrowds of the lower classes rent the air withvivas and bravos, regulating their enthusi-asm by the size of the guns that swung pastthem. It is easy enough for some gradesof mankind to cheer with frenzy the appear-ance of a victor, no matter who he be; anda Chinese host would have been receivedwith just as much acclaim as we were, hadthey come as conquering heroes. The housesof the aristocrats sent us no demonstrationof feeling one way or the other, with a singlestartling and highly dramatic exception. Wehad turned from the Calle Mirasol into theCalle Candalaria, and the head of the columnhad almost reached the Plaza band had just crashed into The Stars. I YAUCO TO LAS MARIAS 69 and Stripes Forever. Suddenly the crowdon an upper balcony of a stately house tothe left was seen to sway violently; and amoment later a beautiful young girl, tearsstreaming from her eyes, leant far out overthe rail, and waved a crudely made OldGlory over the ragged ranks below. For abreath we were struck dumb by this appari-tion. Then every hat came off; and for thefirst time that day we split the heavens witha cheer,— lustily and long. The outbreakwas infectious, and from every side the clamorswelled and burst till it seemed as if the uni-verse had vaulted into mad tumult at thetouch of a girls hand. Her name wasCatalina Palmer, and she has since marriedan American lieutenant. But that, as Kip-ling would say, is another story. At one corner a richly dressed old womanthrew handful after handful of small silvercoins among us. In several places we tro
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