The expedition is complete and after being inspected by the Commanding
General is not only complimented by him on their general uniformity and
appearances, but are also pronounced fit to compete with the most
sanguineous and daring adversary.
At 8 a.m. the command "Forward March" was heard by every anxious
soldier who was to be a participant in the coming event, and amid the
cheers, farewells, and good wishes of our comrades, we advanced in
single file from the camp over the now well known trail leading to the
territories of the Sultan of Maciu.
The expedition was composed of the same troops as that of the preceding
campaign, except in addition there was Troop "A," 15th Cavalry.
The men were by this time beginning to grow accustomed to this singular
style of marching from previous experiences, and that, together with the
impatient anxiety they had to meet Maciu's tribe in battle, added new
strength and vigor to every man as onward they pressed over high hills,
through deep ravines and swift-flowing rivers until, with the fire of
military and true national determination written on every face, the
column arrived and halted once again on the hill-top overlooking the now
fallen stronghold of Bayubao with which the reader is already familiar.