CHAPTER XXVIII
   Correspondence
   			Cada uno habla de la feria como le va en ella. [82]
   As nothing of importance to our characters happened during thefirst two days, we should gladly pass on to the third and last,were it not that perhaps some foreign reader may wish to know how theFilipinos celebrate their fiestas. For this reason we shall faithfullyreproduce in this chapter several letters, one of them being thatof the correspondent of a noted Manila newspaper, respected for itsgrave tone and deep seriousness. Our readers will correct some naturaland trifling slips of the pen. Thus the worthy correspondent of therespectable newspaper wrote:
       "TO THE EDITOR, MY DISTINGUISHED FRIEND,--Never did I witness,    nor had I ever expected to see in the provinces, a religious    fiesta so solemn, so splendid, and so impressive as that    now being celebrated in this town by the Most Reverend and    virtuous Franciscan Fathers.
       "Great crowds are in attendance. I have here had the pleasure    of greeting nearly all the Spaniards who reside in this    province, three Reverend Augustinian Fathers from the province    of Batangas, and two Reverend Dominican Fathers. One of the    latter is the Very Reverend Fray Hernando Sibyla, who has come    to honor this town with his presence, a distinction which its    worthy inhabitants should never forget. I have also seen a    great number of the best people of Cavite and Pampanga, many    wealthy persons from Manila, and many bands of music,--among    these the very artistic one of Pagsanhan belonging to    the escribano, Don Miguel Guevara,--swarms of Chinamen and    Indians, who, with the curiosity of the former and the piety    of the latter, awaited anxiously the day on which was to be    celebrated the comic-mimic-lyric-lightning-change-dramatic    spectacle, for which a large and spacious theater had been    erected in the middle of the plaza.
       "At nine on the night of the 10th, the eve of the fiesta,    after a succulent dinner set before us by the _hermano mayor_,    the attention of all the Spaniards and friars in the convento    was attracted by strains of music from a surging multitude    which, with the noise of bombs and rockets, preceded by    the leading citizens of the town, came to the convento to    escort us to the place prepared and arranged for us that we    might witness the spectacle. Such a courteous offer we had to    accept, although I should have preferred to rest in the arms    of Morpheus and repose my weary limbs, which were aching,    thanks to the joltings of the vehicle furnished us by the    gobernadorcillo of B----.
       "Accordingly we joined them and proceeded to look for our    companions, who were dining in the house, owned here by the    pious and wealthy Don Santiago de los Santos. The curate of    the town, the Very Reverend Fray Bernardo Salvi, and the Very    Reverend Fray Damaso Verdolagas, who is now by the special    favor of Heaven recovered from the suffering caused him by    an impious hand, in company with the Very Reverend Fray    Hernando Sibyla and the virtuous curate of Tanawan, with    other Spaniards, were guests in the house of the Filipino    Croesus. There we had the good fortune of admiring not only    the luxury and good taste of the host, which are not usual    among the natives, but also the beauty of the charming    and wealthy heiress, who showed herself to be a polished    disciple of St. Cecelia by playing on her elegant piano,    with a mastery that recalled Galvez to me, the best German    and Italian compositions. It is a matter of regret that such    a charming young lady should be so excessively modest as to    hide her talents from a society which has only admiration    for her. Nor should I leave unwritten that in the house    of our host there were set before us champagne and fine    liqueurs with the profusion and splendor that characterize    the well-known capitalist.
       "We attended the spectacle. You already know our artists,    Ratia, Carvajal, and Fernandez, whose cleverness was    comprehended by us alone, since the uncultured crowd did    not understand a jot of it. Chananay and Balbino were very    good, though a little hoarse; the latter made one break,    but together, and as regards earnest effort, they were    admirable. The Indians were greatly pleased with the Tagalog    drama, especially the gobernadorcillo, who rubbed his hands    and informed us that it was a pity that they had not made the    princess join in combat with the giant who had stolen her    away, which in his opinion would have been more marvelous,    especially if the giant had been represented as vulnerable    only in the navel, like a certain Ferragus of whom the stories    of the Paladins tell. The Very Reverend Fray Damaso, in his    customary goodness of heart, concurred in this opinion, and    added that in such case the princess should be made to discover    the giant's weak spot and give him the _coup de grace_.
       "Needless to tell you that during the show the affability    of the Filipino Rothschild allowed nothing to be lacking:    ice-cream, lemonade, wines, and refreshments of all kinds    circulated profusely among us. A matter of reasonable and    special note was the absence of the well-known and cultured    youth, Don Juan Crisostomo Ibarra, who, as you know, will    tomorrow preside at the laying of the corner-stone for the    great edifice which he is so philanthropically erecting. This    worthy descendant of the Pelayos and Elcanos (for I have    learned that one of his paternal ancestors was from our heroic    and noble northern provinces, perhaps one of the companions    of Magellan or Legazpi) did not show himself during the    entire day, owing to a slight indisposition. His name runs    from mouth to mouth, being uttered with praises that can only    reflect glory upon Spain and true Spaniards like ourselves,    who never deny our blood, however mixed it may be.
       "Today, at eleven o'clock in the morning, we attended a    deeply-moving spectacle. Today, as is generally known, is    the fiesta of the Virgin of Peace and is being observed by    the Brethren of the Holy Rosary. Tomorrow will occur the    fiesta of the patron, San Diego, and it will be observed    principally by the Venerable Tertiary Order. Between these    two societies there exists a pious rivalry in serving God,    which piety has reached the extreme of holy quarrels among    them, as has just happened in the dispute over the preacher of    acknowledged fame, the oft-mentioned Very Reverend Fray Damaso,    who tomorrow will occupy the pulpit of the Holy Ghost with    a sermon, which, according to general expectation, will be    a literary and religious event.
       "So, _as we were saying_, we attended a highly edifying    and moving spectacle. Six pious youths, three to recite the    mass and three for acolytes, marched out of the sacristy and    prostrated themselves before the altar, while the officiating    priest, the Very Reverend Fray Hernando Sibyla, chanted the    _Surge Domine_--the signal for commencing the procession    around the church--with the magnificent voice and religious    unction that all recognize and that make him so worthy of    general admiration. When the _Surge Domine_ was concluded,    the gobernadorcillo, in a frock coat, carrying the standard    and followed by four acolytes with incense-burners, headed    the procession. Behind them came the tall silver candelabra,    the municipal corporation, the precious images dressed in satin    and gold, representing St. Dominic and the Virgin of Peace in a    magnificent blue robe trimmed with gilded silver, the gift of    the pious ex-gobernadorcillo, the so-worthy-of-being-imitated    and never-sufficiently-praised Don Santiago de los Santos. All    these images were borne on silver cars. Behind the Mother of    God came the Spaniards and the rest of the clergy, while the    officiating priest was protected by a canopy carried by the    cabezas de barangay, and the procession was closed by a squad    of the worthy Civil Guard. I believe it unnecessary to state    that a multitude of Indians, carrying lighted candles with    great devotion, formed the two lines of the procession. The    musicians played religious marches, while bombs and pinwheels    furnished repeated salutes. It causes admiration to see the    modesty and the fervor which these ceremonies inspire in the    hearts of the true believers, the grand, pure faith professed    for the Virgin of Peace, the solemnity and fervent devotion    with which such ceremonies are performed by those of us who    have had the good fortune to be born under the sacrosanct    and immaculate banner o 
					     					 			f Spain.
       "The procession concluded, there began the mass rendered by    the orchestra and the theatrical artists. After the reading    of the Gospel, the Very Reverend Fray Manuel Martin, an    Augustinian from the province of Batangas, ascended the    pulpit and kept the whole audience enraptured and hanging    on his words, especially the Spaniards, during the exordium    in Castilian, as he spoke with vigor and in such flowing    and well-rounded periods that our hearts were filled with    fervor and enthusiasm. This indeed is the term that should    be used for what is felt, or what we feel, when the Virgin    of our beloved Spain is considered, and above all when there    can be intercalated in the text, if the subject permits,    the ideas of a prince of the Church, the _Senor Monescillo_,    [83] which are surely those of all Spaniards.
       "At the conclusion of the services all of us went up into    the convento with the leading citizens of the town and other    persons of note. There we were especially honored by the    refinement, attention, and prodigality that characterize the    Very Reverend Fray Salvi, there being set before us cigars    and an abundant lunch which the _hermano mayor_ had prepared    under the convento for all who might feel the necessity for    appeasing the cravings of their stomachs.
       "During the day nothing has been lacking to make the fiesta    joyous and to preserve the animation so characteristic of    Spaniards, and which it is impossible to restrain on such    occasions as this, showing itself sometimes in singing and    dancing, at other times in simple and merry diversions of    so strong and noble a nature that all sorrow is driven away,    and it is enough for three Spaniards to be gathered together    in one place in order that sadness and ill-humor be banished    thence. Then homage was paid to Terpsichore in many homes,    but especially in that of the cultured Filipino millionaire,    where we were all invited to dine. Needless to say, the    banquet, which was sumptuous and elegantly served, was a    second edition of the wedding-feast in Cana, or of Camacho,    [84] corrected and enlarged. While we were enjoying the meal,    which was directed by a cook from 'La Campana,' an orchestra    played harmonious melodies. The beautiful young lady of the    house, in a mestiza gown [85] and a cascade of diamonds,    was as ever the queen of the feast.. All of us deplored from    the bottom of our hearts a light sprain in her shapely foot    that deprived her of the pleasures of the dance, for if we    have to judge by her other conspicuous perfections, the young    lady must dance like a sylph.
       "The alcalde of the province arrived this afternoon for    the purpose of honoring with his presence the ceremony of    tomorrow. He has expressed regret over the poor health of the    distinguished landlord, Senor Ibarra, who in God's mercy is    now, according to report, somewhat recovered.
       "Tonight there was a solemn procession, but of that I will    speak in my letter tomorrow, because in addition to the    explosions that have bewildered me and made me somewhat deaf    I am tired and falling over with sleep. While, therefore,    I recover my strength in the arms of Morpheus--or rather on    a cot in the convento--I desire for you, my distinguished    friend, a pleasant night and take leave of you until tomorrow,    which will be the great day.
       Your affectionate friend,
       SAN DIEGO, November 11.
       THE CORRESPONDENT."
   Thus wrote the worthy correspondent. Now let us see what CapitanMartin wrote to his friend, Luis Chiquito:
       "DEAR CHOY,--Come a-running if you can, for there's something    doing at the fiesta. Just imagine, Capitan Joaquin is almost    broke. Capitan Tiago has doubled up on him three times and    won at the first turn of the cards each time, so that Capitan    Manuel, the owner of the house, is growing smaller every    minute from sheer joy. Padre Damaso smashed a lamp with his    fist because up to now he hasn't won on a single card. The    Consul has lost on his cocks and in the bank all that he won    from us at the fiesta of Binan and at that of the Virgin of    the Pillar in Santa Cruz.
       "We expected Capitan Tiago to bring us his future son-in-law,    the rich heir of Don Rafael, but it seems that he wishes to    imitate his father, for he does not even show himself. It's    a pity, for it seems he never will be any use to us.
       "Carlos the Chinaman is making a big fortune with the    _liam-po_. I suspect that he carries something hidden,    probably a charm, for he complains constantly of headaches and    keeps his head bandaged, and when the wheel of the _liam-po_    is slowing down he leans over, almost touching it, as if he    were looking at it closely. I am shocked, because I know more    stories of the same kind.
       "Good-by, Choy. My birds are well and my wife is happy and    having a good time.
       Your friend,
       MARTIN ARISTORENAS."
   Ibarra had received a perfumed note which Andeng, Maria Clara'sfoster-sister, delivered to him on the evening of the first day ofthe fiesta. This note said:
       "CRISOSTOMO,--It has been over a day since you have shown    yourself. I have heard that you are ill and have prayed for    you and lighted two candles, although papa says that you are    not seriously ill. Last night and today I've been bored by    requests to play on the piano and by invitations to dance. I    didn't know before that there are so many tiresome people    in the world! If it were not for Padre Damaso, who tries to    entertain me by talking to me and telling me many things, I    would have shut myself up in my room and gone to sleep. Write    me what the matter is with you and I'll tell papa to visit    you. For the present I send Andeng to make you some tea,    as she knows how to prepare it well, probably better than    your servants do.
       MARIA CLARA."
       "P.S. If you don't come tomorrow, I won't go to the    ceremony. _Vale!_"