CHAPTER X

"Consummatum Est"

NOTICE of the granting of his request came to Rizal just when

repeated disappointments had caused him to prepare for staying

in Dapitan. Immediately he disposed of his salable possessions,

including a Japanese tea set and large mirror now among the Rizal

relics preserved by the government, and a piece of outlying land,

the deed for which is also among the Rizalana in the Philippines

library. Some half-finished busts were thrown into the pool behind

the dam. Despite the short notice all was ready for the trip in time,

and, attended by some of his schoolboys as well as by Josefina and

Rizal's niece, the daughter of his youngest sister, Soledad, whom

Josefina wished to adopt, the party set out for Manila.

The journey was not an uneventful one; at Dumaguete Rizal was the

guest of a Spanish judge at dinner; in Cebu he operated successfully

upon the eyes of a foreign merchant; and in Iloilo the local newspaper

made much of his presence.

The steamer from Dapitan reached Manila a little too late for the mail

boat for Spain, and Rizal obtained permission to await the next sailing

on board the cruiser Castilla, in the bay. Here he was treated like a

guest and more than once the Spanish captain invited members of Rizal's

family to be his guests at dinner--Josefina with little Maria Luisa,

the niece and the schoolboys, for whom positions had been obtained,

in Manila.

The alleged uprising of the Katipunan occurred during this time. A

Tondo curate, with an eye to promotion, professed to have discovered

a gigantic conspiracy. Incited by him, the lower class of Spaniards

in Manila made demonstrations against Blanco and tried to force

that ordinarily sensible and humane executive into bloodthirsty

measures, which should terrorize the Filipinos. Blanco had known of

the Katipunan but realized that so long as interested parties were

using it as a source of revenue, its activities would not go much

beyond speechmaking. The rabble was not so far-seeing, and from high

authorities came advice that the country was in a fever and could

only be saved by blood-letting.

Wholesale arrests filled every possible place for prisoners in

Manila. The guilt of one suspect consisted in having visited the

American consul to secure the address of a New York medical journal,

and other charges were just as frivolous. There was a reign of terror

in Luzon and, to save themselves, members of the Katipunan resorted to

that open warfare which, had Blanco's prudent counsels been regarded,

would probably have been avoided.

While the excitement was at its height, with a number of executions

failing to satisfy the blood-hunger, Rizal sailed for Spain,

bearing letters of recommendation from Blanco. These vouched for his

exemplary conduct during his exile and stated that he had in no way

been implicated in the conspiracies then disturbing the Islands.

The Spanish mail boat upon which Rizal finally sailed had among its

passengers a sick Jesuit, to whose care Rizal devoted himself, and

though most of the passengers were openly hostile to one whom they

supposed responsible for the existing outbreak, his professional

skill led several to avail themselves of his services. These were

given with a deference to the ship's doctor which made that official

an admirer and champion of his colleague.

Three only of the passengers, however, were really friendly--one

Juan Utor y Fernandez, a prominent Mason and republican, another

ex-official in the Philippines who shared Utor's liberal views,

and a young man whose father was republican.

But if Rizal's chief adversaries were content that he should go where

he would not molest them or longer jeopardize their interests, the

rabble that had been excited by the hired newspaper advocates was

not so easily calmed. Every one who felt that his picture had been

painted among the lower Spanish types portrayed in "Noli Me Tangere"

was loud for revenge. The clamor grew so great that it seemed possible

to take advantage of it to displace General Blanco, who was not a

convenient tool for the interests.

So his promotion was bought, it is said, to get one Polavieja,

a willing tool, in his place. As soon as this scheme was arranged,

a cablegram ordering Rizal's arrest was sent; it overtook the steamer

at Suez. Thus as a prisoner he completed his journey.

But this had not been entirely unforeseen, for when the steamer reached

Singapore, Rizal's companion on board, the Filipino millionaire Pedro

P. Roxas, had deserted the ship, urging the ex-exile to follow his

example. Rizal demurred, and said such flight would be considered

confession of guilt, but he was not fully satisfied in his mind that

he was safe. At each port of call his uncertainty as to what course

to pursue manifested itself, for though he considered his duty to his

country already done, and his life now his own, he would do nothing

that suggested an uneasy conscience despite his lack of confidence

in Spanish justice.

At first, not knowing the course of events in Manila, he very naturally

blamed Governor-General Blanco for bad faith, and spoke rather harshly

of him in a letter to Doctor Blumentritt, an opinion which he changed

later when the truth was revealed to him in Manila.

Upon the arrival of the steamer in Barcelona the prisoner was

transferred to Montjuich Castle, a political prison associated with

many cruelties, there to await the sailing that very day of the

Philippine mail boat. The Captain-General was the same Despujol

who had decoyed Rizal into the power of the Spaniards four years

before. An interesting interview of some hours' duration took place

between the governor and the prisoner, in which the clear conscience

of the latter seems to have stirred some sense of shame in the man

who had so dishonorably deceived him.

He never heard of the effort of London friends to deliver him at

Singapore by means of habeas-corpus proceedings. Mr. Regidor furnished

the legal inspiration and Mr. Baustead the funds for getting an opinion

as to Rizal's status as a prisoner when in British waters, from Sir

Edward Clarke, ex-solicitor-general of Great Britain. Captain Camus, a

Filipino living in Singapore, was cabled to, money was made available

in the Chartered Bank of Singapore, as Mr. Baustead's father's

firm was in business in that city, and a lawyer, now Sir Hugh Fort,

K.C., of London, was retained. Secretly, in order that the attempt,

if unsuccessful, might not jeopardize the prisoner, a petition was

presented to the Supreme Court of the Straits Settlements reciting the

facts that Doctor Jose Rizal, according to the Philippine practice of

punishing Freemasons without trial, was being deprived of his liberty

without warrant of law upon a ship then within the jurisdiction of

the court.

According to Spanish law Rizal was being illegally held on the Spanish

mail steamer Colon, for the Constitution of Spain forbade detention

except on a judge's order, but like most Spanish laws the Constitution

was not much respected by Spanish officials. Rizal had never had a

hearing before any judge, nor had any charge yet been placed against

him. The writ of habeas corpus was justified, provided the Colon were

a merchant ship that would be subject to British law when in British

port, but the mail steamer that carried Rizal also had on board Spanish

soldiers and flew the royal flag as if it were a national transport. No

one was willing to deny that this condition made the ship floating

Spanish territory, and the judge declined to issue the writ.

Rizal reached Manila on November 3 and was at once transferred to

Fort Santiago, at first being held in a dungeon "incomunicado" and

later occupying a small cell on the ground floor. Its furnishings

had to be supplied by himself and they consisted of a small rattan

table, a high-backed chair, a steamer chair of the same material,

and a cot of the kind used by Spanish officers--canvas top and

collapsible frame which closed up lengthwise. His meals were sent in

by his family, being carried by one of his former pupils at Dapitan,

and such cooking or heating as was necessary was done on an alcohol

lamp which had been presented to him in Paris by Mrs. Tavera.

An unsuccessful effort had been made earlier to get evidence against

Rizal by torturing his brother Paciano. For hours the elder brother had

been seated at a table in the headquarters of the political police,

a thumbscrew on one hand and pen in the other, while before him

was a confession which would implicate Jose Rizal in the Katipunan

uprising. The paper remained unsigned, though Paciano was hung up by

the elbows till he was insensible, and then cut down that the fall

might revive him. Three days of this maltreatment made him so ill

that there was no possibility of his signing anything, and he was

carted home.

It would not be strictly accurate to say that at the close of the

nineteenth century the Spaniards of Manila were using the same tortures

that had made their name abhorrent in Europe three centuries earlier,

for there was some progress; electricity was employed at times as

an improved method of causing anguish, and the thumbscrews were much

more neatly finished than those used by the Dons of the Dark Ages.

Rizal did not approve of the rebellion and desired to issue a manifesto

to those of his countrymen who had been deceived into believing that

he was their leader. But the proclamation was not politic, for it

contained none of those fulsomely flattering phrases which passed

for patriotism in the feverish days of 1896. The address was not

allowed to be made public but it was passed on to the prosecutor to

form another count in the indictment of Jose Rizal for not esteeming

Spanish civilization.

The following address to some Filipinos shows more clearly and

unmistakably than any words of mine exactly what was the state of

Rizal's mind in this matter.

COUNTRYMEN:

On my return from Spain I learned that my name had been in use,

among some who were in arms, as a war-cry. The news came as a painful

surprise, but, believing it already closed, I kept silent over an

incident which I considered irremediable. Now I notice indications of

the disturbances continuing and if any still, in good or bad faith, are

availing themselves of my name, to stop this abuse and undeceive the

unwary I hasten to address you these lines that the truth may be known.

From the very beginning, when I first had notice of what was being

planned, I opposed it, fought it, and demonstrated its absolute

impossibility. This is the fact, and witnesses to my words are now

living. I was convinced that the scheme was utterly absurd, and,

what was worse, would bring great suffering.

I did even more. When later, against my advice, the movement

materialized, of my own accord I offered not alone my good offices,

but my very life, and even my name, to be used in whatever way

might seem best, toward stifling the rebellion; for, convinced of

the ills which it would bring, I considered myself fortunate if, at

any sacrifice, I could prevent such useless misfortunes. This equally

is of record. My countrymen, I have given proofs that I am one most

anxious for liberties for our country, and I am still desirous of

them. But I place as a prior condition the education of the people,

that by means of instruction and industry our country may have an

individuality of its own and make itself worthy of these liberties. I

have recommended in my writings the study of the civic virtues,

without which there is no redemption. I have written likewise (and I

repeat my words) that reforms, to be beneficial, must come from above,

that those which come from below are irregularly gained and uncertain.

Holding these ideas, I cannot do less than condemn, and I do condemn

this uprising--as absurd, savage, and plotted behind my back--which

dishonors us Filipinos and discredits those who could plead our

cause. I abhor its criminal methods and disclaim all part in it,

pitying from the bottom of my heart the unwary who have been deceived.

Return, then, to your homes, and may God pardon those who have worked

in bad faith!

Jose Rizal.

Fort Santiago, December 15, 1896.

Finally a court-martial was convened for Rizal's trial, in the

Cuartel de Espana. No trained counsel was allowed to defend him,

but a list of young army officers was presented from which he might

select a nominal defender. Among the names was one which was familiar,

Luis Taviel de Andrade, and he proved to be the brother of Rizal's

companion during his visit to the Philippines in 1887-88. The young

man did his best and risked unpopularity in order to be loyal to

his client. His defense reads pitiably weak in these days but it was

risky then to say even so much.

The judge advocate in a ridiculously bombastic effusion gave an

alleged sketch of Rizal's life which showed ignorance of almost every

material event, and then formulated the first precise charge against

the prisoner, which was that he had founded an illegal society,

alleging that the Liga Filipina had for its sole object to commit

the crime of rebellion.

The second charge was that Rizal was responsible for the existing

rebellion, having caused it, bringing it on by his unceasing labors. An

aggravating circumstance was found in the prisoner's being a native

of the Philippines.

The penalty of death was asked of the court, and in the event of pardon

being granted by the crown, the prisoner should at least remain under

surveillance for the rest of his life and pay as damages 20,000 pesos.

The arguments are so absurd, the bias of the court so palpable, that

it is not worth while to discuss them. The parallel proceedings in

the military trial and execution of Francisco Ferret in Barcelona in

1909 caused worldwide indignation, and the illegality of almost every

step, according to Spanish law, was shown in numerous articles in

the European and American press. Rizal's case was even more brazenly

unfair, but Manila was too remote and the news too carefully censored

for the facts to become known.

The prisoner's arms were tied, corded from elbow to elbow behind

his back, and thus he sat through the weary trial while the public

jeered him and clamored for his condemnation as the bloodthirsty

crowds jeered and clamored in the French Reign of terror.

Then came the verdict and the prisoner was invited to acknowledge

the regularity of the proceedings in the farcical trial by signing

the record. To this Rizal demurred, but after a vain protest, affixed

his signature.

He was at once transferred to the Fort chapel, there to pass the last

twenty-four hours of his life in preparing for death. The military

chaplain offered his services, which were courteously declined, but

when the Jesuits came, those instructors of his youth were eagerly

welcomed.

Rizal's trial had awakened great interest and accounts of everything

about the prisoner were cabled by eager correspondents to the Madrid

newspapers. One of the newspaper men who visited Rizal in his cell

mentions the courtesy of his reception, and relates how the prisoner

played the host and insisted on showing his visitor those attentions

which Spanish politeness considers due to a guest, saying that these

must be permitted, for he was in his own home. The interviewer found

the prisoner perfectly calm and natural, serious of course, but not

at all overwhelmed by the near prospect of death, and in discussing

his career Rizal displayed that dispassionate attitude toward his

own doings that was characteristic of him. Almost as though speaking

of a stranger he mentioned that if Archbishop Nozaleda's sane view

had been taken and "Noli Me Tangere" not preached against, he would

not have been in prison, and perhaps the rebellion would never have

occurred. It is easy for us to recognize that the author referred to

the misconception of his novel, which had arisen from the publication

of the censor's extracts, which consisted of whatever could be

construed into coming under one of the three headings of attacks on

religion, attacks on government, and reflections on Spanish character,

without the slightest regard to the context.

But the interviewer, quite honestly, reported Rizal to be regretting

his novel instead of regretting its miscomprehension, and he seems

to have been equally in error in the way he mistook Rizal's meaning

about the republicans in Spain having led him astray.

Rizal's exact words are not given in the newspaper account, but it is

not likely that a man would make admissions in a newspaper interview,

which if made formally, would have saved his life. Rizal's memory

has one safeguard against the misrepresentations which the absence

of any witnesses favorable to him make possible regarding his last

moments: a political retraction would have prevented his execution,

and since the execution did take place, it is reasonable to believe

that Rizal died holding the views for which he had expressed himself

willing to suffer martyrdom.

Yet this view does not reflect upon the good faith of the reporter. It

is probable that the prisoner was calling attention to the illogical

result that, though he had disregarded the advice of the radical

Spaniards who urged him to violent measures, his peaceable agitation

had been misunderstood and brought him to the same situation as though

he had actually headed a rebellion by arms. His slighting opinion

of his great novel was the view he had always held, for like all

men who do really great things, he was the reverse of a braggart,

and in his remark that he had attempted to do great things without

the capacity for gaining success, one recognizes his remembrance of

his mother's angry prophecy foretelling failure in all he undertook.

His family waited long outside the Governor-General's place to ask

a pardon, but in vain; General Polavieja had to pay the price of his

appointment and refused to see them.

The mother and sisters, however, were permitted to say farewell to

Rizal in the chapel, under the eyes of the death-watch. The prisoner

had been given the unusual privilege of not being tied, but he was

not allowed to approach near his relatives, really for fear that

he might pass some writing to them--the pretext was made that Rizal

might thus obtain the means for committing suicide.

To his sister Trinidad Rizal spoke of having nothing to give her

by way of remembrance except the alcohol cooking lamp which he had

been using, a gift, as he mentioned, from Mrs. Tavera. Then he added

quickly, in English, so that the listening guard would not understand,

"There is something inside."

The other events of Rizal's last twenty-four hours, for he went in to

the chapel at seven in the morning of the day preceding his execution,

are perplexing. What purported to be a detailed account was promptly

published in Barcelona, on Jesuit authority, but one must not forget

that Spaniards are not of the phlegmatic disposition which makes for

accuracy in minute matters and even when writing history they are

dramatically ificlined. So while the truthfulness, that is the intent

to be fair, may not be questioned, it would not be strange if those who

wrote of what happened in the chapel in Fort Santiago during Rizal's

last hours did not escape entirely from the influence of the national

characteristics. In the main their narrative is to be accepted,

but the possibility of unconscious coloring should not be disregarded.

In substance it is alleged that Rizal greeted his old instructors

and other past acquaintances in a friendly way. He asked for copies

of the Gospels and the writings of Thomas-a-Kempis, desired to be

formally married to Josefina, and asked to be allowed to confess. The

Jesuits responded that first it would be necessary to investigate

how far his beliefs conformed to the Roman Catholic teachings. Their

catechizing convinced them that he was not orthodox and a religious

debate ensued in which Rizal, after advancing all known arguments,

was completely vanquished. His marriage was made contingent upon his

signing a retraction of his published heresies.

The Archbishop had prepared a form which the Jesuits believed

Rizal would be little likely to sign, and they secured permission

to substitute a shorter one of their own which included only the

absolute essentials for reconciliation with the Church, and avoided all

political references. They say that Rizal objected only to a disavowal

of Freemasonry, stating that in England, where he held his membership,

the Masonic institution was not hostile to the Church. After some

argument, he waived this point and wrote out, at a Jesuit's dictation,

the needed retraction, adding some words to strengthen it in parts,

indicating his Catholic education and that the act was of his own

free will and accord.

The prisoner, the priests, and all the Spanish officials present knelt

at the altar, at Rizal's suggestion, while he read his retraction

aloud. Afterwards he put on a blue scapular, kissed the image of

the Sacred Heart he had carved years before, heard mass as when

a student in the Ateneo, took communion, and read his a-Kempis or

prayed in the intervals. He took breakfast with the Spanish officers,

who now regarded him very differently. At six Josefina entered and

was married to him by Father Balanguer.

Now in this narrative there are some apparent discrepancies. Mention is

made of Rizal having in an access of devotion signed in a devotionary

all the acts of faith, and it is said that this book was given to one

of his sisters. His chapel gifts to his family have been examined,

but though there is a book of devotion, "The Anchor of Faith," it

contains no other signature than the presentation on a flyleaf. As

to the religious controversy: while in Dapitan Rizal carried on with

Father Pio Pi, the Jesuit superior, a lengthy discussion involving the

interchange of many letters, but he succeeded in fairly maintaining

his views, and these views would hardly have caused him to be called

Protestant in the Roman Catholic churches of America. Then the

theatrical reading aloud of his retraction before the altar does not

conform to Rizal's known character. As to the anti-Masonic arguments,

these appear to be from a work by Monsignor Dupanloup and therefore

were not new to Rizal; furthermore, the book was in his own library.

Again, it seems strange that Rizal should have asserted that his

Masonic membership was in London when in visiting St. John's Lodge,

Scotch Constitution, in Hongkong in November of 1891, since which

date he had not been in London, he registered as from "Temple du

honneur de les amis francais," an old-established Paris lodge.

Also the sister Lucia, who was said to have been a witness of the

marriage, is not positive that it occurred, having only seen the

priest at the altar in his vestments. The record of the marriage

has been stated to be in the Manila Cathedral, but it is not there,

and as the Jesuit in officiating would have been representing the

military chaplain, the entry should have been in the Fort register,

now in Madrid. Rizal's burial, too, does not indicate that he died

in the faith, yet it with the marriage has been used as an argument

for proving that the retraction must have been made.

The retraction itself appears in two versions, with slight

differences. No one outside the Spanish faction has ever seen

the original, though the family nearly got into trouble by their

persistence in trying to get sight of it after its first publication.

The foregoing might suggest some disbelief, but in fact they are only

proofs of the remarks already made about the Spanish carelessness in

details and liking for the dramatic.

The writer believes Rizal made a retraction, was married canonically,

and was given what was intended to be Christian burial.

The grounds for this belief rest upon the fact that he seems never

to have been estranged in faith from the Roman Catholic Church,

but he objected only to certain political and mercenary abuses. The

first retraction is written in his style and it certainly contains

nothing he could not have signed in Dapitan. In fact, Father Obach

says that when he wanted to marry Josefina on her first arrival there,

Rizal prepared a practically similar statement. Possibly the report of

that priest aided in outlining the draft which the Jesuits substituted

for the Archbishop's form. There is no mention of evasions or mental

reservations and Rizal's renunciation of Masonry might have been

qualified by the quibble that it was "the Masonry which was an enemy

of the Church" that he was renouncing. Then since his association

(not affiliation) had been with Masons not hostile to religion,

he was not abandoning these.

The possibility of this line of thought having suggested itself to

him appears in his evasions on the witness-stand at his trial. Though

he answered with absolute frankness whatever concerned himself and in

everyday life was almost quixotically truthful, when cross-examined

about others who would be jeopardized by admitting his acquaintance

with them, he used the subterfuge of the symbolic names of his Masonic

acquaintances. Thus he would say, "I know no one by that name," since

care was always taken to employ the symbolic names in introductions

and conversations.

Rizal's own symbolic name was "Dimas Alang"--Tagalog for "Noli

Me Tangere"--and his nom de plume in some of his controversial

publications. The use of that name by one of his companions on the

railroad trip to Tarlac entirely mystified a station master, as appears

in the secret report of the espionage of that trip, which just preceded

his deportation to Dapitan. Another possible explanation is that, since

Freemasonry professes not to disturb the duties which its members owe

to God, their country or their families, he may have considered himself

as a good Mason under obligation to do whatever was demanded by these

superior interests, all three of which were at this time involved.

The argument that it was his pride that restrained him suggested to

Rizal the possibility of his being unconsciously under an influence

which during his whole life he had been combating, and he may have

considered that his duty toward God required the sacrifice of this

pride.

For his country his sacrifice would have been blemished were any

religious stigma to attach to it. He himself had always been careful

of his own good name, and as we have said elsewhere, he told his

companions that in their country's cause whatever they offered on the

altars of patriotism must be as spotless as the sacrificial lambs of

Levitical law.

Furthermore, his work for a tranquil future for his family would be

unfulfilled were he to die outside the Church. Josefina's anomalous

status, justifiable when all the facts were known, would be sure

to bring criticism upon her unless corrected by the better defined

position of a wife by a church marriage. Then the aged parents and

the numerous children of his sisters would by his act be saved the

scandal that in a country so mediaevally pious as the Philippines

would come from having their relative die "an unrepentant heretic."

Rizal had received from the Jesuits, while in prison, several religious

books and pictures, which he used as remembrances for members of his

family, writing brief dedications upon them. Then he said good-by to

Josefina, asking in a low voice some question to which she answered

in English, "Yes, yes," and aloud inquiring how she would be able to

gain a living, since all his property had been seized by the Spanish

government to satisfy the 20,000 pesetas costs which was included in

the sentence of death against him. Her reply was that she could earn

money giving lessons in English.

The journey from the Fort to the place of execution, then Bagumbayan

Field, now called the Luneta, was on foot. His arms were tied tightly

behind his back, and he was surrounded by a heavy guard. The Jesuits

accompanied him and some of his Dapitan schoolboys were in the crowd,

while one friendly voice, that of a Scotch merchant still resident

in Manila, called out in English, "Good-by, Rizal."

The route was along the Malecon Drive where as a college student he

had walked with his fiancee, Leonora. Above the city walls showed the

twin towers of the Ateneo, and when he asked about them, for they were

not there in his boyhood days, he spoke of the happy years that he

had spent in the old school. The beauty of the morning, too, appealed

to him, and may have recalled an experience of his '87 visit when he

said to a friend whom he met on the beach during an early morning walk:

"Do you know that I have a sort of foreboding that some such sunshiny

morning as this I shall be out here facing a firing squad?"

Troops held back the crowds and left a large square for the tragedy,

while artillery behind them was ready for suppressing any attempt at

rescuing the prisoner. None came, however, for though Rizal's brother

Paciano had joined the insurrectionary forces in Cavite when the death

sentence showed there was no more hope for Jose, he had discouraged

the demonstration that had been planned as soon as he learned how

scantily the insurgents were armed, hardly a score of serviceable

firearms being in the possession of their entire "army."

The firing squad was of Filipino soldiers, while behind them, better

armed, were Spaniards in case these tried to evade the fratricidal

part assigned them. Rizal's composure aroused the curiosity of a

Spanish military surgeon standing by and he asked, "Colleague, may

I feel your pulse?" Without other reply the prisoner twisted one of

his hands as far from his body as the cords which bound him allowed,

so that the other doctor could place his fingers on the wrist. The

beats were steady and showed neither excitement nor fear, was the

report made later.

His request to be allowed to face his executioners was denied as being

out of the power of the commanding officer to grant, though Rizal

declared that he did not deserve such a death, for he was no traitor

to Spain. It was promised, however, that his head should be respected,

and as unblindfolded and erect Rizal turned his back to receive their

bullets, he twisted a hand to indicate under the shoulder where the

soldiers should aim so as to reach his heart. Then as the volley came,

with a last supreme effort of will power, he turned and fell face

upwards, thus receiving the subsequent "shots of grace" which ended his

life, so that in form as well as fact he did not die a traitor's death.

The Spanish national air was played, that march of Cadiz which should

have recalled a violated constitution, for by the laws of Spain itself

Rizal was illegally executed.

Vivas, laughter and applause were heard, for it had been the social

event of the day, with breakfasting parties on the walls and on

the carriages, full of interested onlookers of both sexes, lined up

conveniently near for the sightseeing.

The troops defiled past the dead body, as though reviewed by it,

for the most commanding figure of all was that which lay lifeless,

but the center of all eyes. An officer, realizing the decency due to

death, drew his handkerchief from the dead man's pocket and spread

the silk over the calm face. A crimson stain soon marked the whiteness

emblematic of the pure life that had just ended, and with the glorious

blue overhead, the tricolor of Liberty, which had just claimed another

martyr, was revealed in its richest beauty.

Sir Hugh Clifford (now Governor of Ceylon), in Blackwood's Magazine,

"The Story of Jose Rizal, the Filipino; A Fragment of Recent Asiatic

History," comments as follows on the disgraceful doing of that day:

"It was," he writes, "early morning, December 30, 1896, and the bright

sunshine of the tropics streamed down upon the open space, casting

hard fantastic shadows, and drenching with its splendor two crowds

of sightseers. The one was composed of Filipinos, cowed, melancholy,

sullen, gazing through hopeless eyes at the final scene in the life of

their great countryman--the man who had dared to champion their cause,

and to tell the world the story of their miseries; the other was blithe

of air, gay with the uniforms of officers and the bright dresses of

Spanish ladies, the men jesting and laughing, the women shamelessly

applauding with waving handkerchiefs and clapping palms, all alike

triumphing openly in the death of the hated 'Indian,' the 'brother

of the water-buffalo,' whose insolence had wounded their pride.

* * * Turning away, sick at heart, from the contemplation of this

bitter tragedy, it is with a thrill of almost vindictive satisfaction

that one remembers that less than eighteen months later the Luneta

echoed once more to the sound of a mightier fusillade--the roar of

the great guns with which the battle of Manila Bay was fought and won.

* * * And if in the moment of his last supreme agony the power to probe

the future had been vouchsafed to Jose Rizal, would he not have died

happy in the knowledge that the land he loved so dearly was very soon

to be transferred into such safekeeping?"

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