WHIIE % RI II I E"TQ AND BOLOS $ DS • 685 \'} W58 X- si" ;'» £ &S? ^y ^AR^5 COLONEL JOHN R. WHITE BULLETS and BOLOS FIFTEEN YEARS IN THE PHILIPPINE ISLANDS JOHN B^WHITE COLONEL PHILIPPINE CONSTABULARY, RETIRED ILLUSTRATED WITH PHOTOGRAPHS AND MAP Ufl THE CENTURY CO. ffi(§w y<rrk London Copyright, 1928, by The Century Co. First Printing, July, 1928 PRINTED IN U. S. A. TO THOSE WHO DIED ALONG AMERICA S FURTHEST FRONTIERS IN THE PHILIPPINES THESE REMINISCENCES ARE AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATED BY ONE WHO LIVED FOREWORD The Philippine Constabulary, of which this book is an epic, was born twenty-six years ago in a world that acknowledged an obligation that Kipling called the White Man's Burden. American altruism was the marvel of a hard-boiled world. We were too internationally ladylike to speak of anything so ordinary as Oriental trade and markets. We acknowledged no interest in the new insular possessions unless it were the desire to extend to them the tutelage of a gifted people who had brought the art of governing themselves to very high perfection. Some of the least competent statesmen our country had pro- duced in a century and a quarter were horrified at the idea of governing anyone who did not wish to be governed. The first echoes of what was later called self-determina- tion of subject peoples sounded an uncertainty and par- tizanship in our policy toward the Filipinos that has lasted and crippled its efficiency to this day. We have quite successfully demonstrated that our form of government is not adapted to governing colonies, or peoples living in territory not acceptable for future statehood. Civil Government in the Islands must not be delayed though active insurrection still raged in many provinces vii viii FOREWORD in 1 90 1. The Army, which had brought such peace as ex- isted and made it possible for the new Government to function, was called upon to surrender the reins. It feeemed a little inconsistent after elbowing the military- governor out of his chair to begin at once asking for troops to keep on subduing the Insurrection. Yet it was many years before any considerable disorder in the Philip- pines took other form than insurrection and the declara- tion of numerous little republics. A new army was therefore created by the Philippine Commission as the new civil government was called. This native army was given civil powers, and, as its name of Constabulary implies, consisted of peace officers charged with enforcing order and suppressing brigandage and un- lawful assemblies. It was organized and administered as native infantry, and continuously operated as such somewhere in those lovely islands of the Eastern Seas. Its enlisted strength was native. From its organiza- tion in 1902 until the World War, its senior chiefs were officers of the United States Army. The remainder of its commissioned strength was made up at first from the best of the American volunteers who had remained in the Islands after Civil Government was established, to whom were added occasional appointments from the line of the regular army, and in later years many graduates of Amer- ican colleges sent out by the War Department. A few Filipino officers entered the lower commissioned grades and these gradually increased in numbers and rank. The Army chiefs disappeared from the Constabulary rolls with the War, and gradually elimination of the other American officers has taken place so there are now but FOREWORD ix few remaining. For fifteen years there was no department of the Insular Government more influential and efficient than the Constabulary. With the change of ideals and policies that came in with the Harrison administration of the Philippines, it was almost the only bureau that pre- served the traditions of his predecessors and carried on with the impetus of earlier days. There is no better monument to the ingratitude of our country than its treatment of the Americans it used in the Government of the Philippines. With the doctrine of the White Man's Burden, the memory of Cromer in Egypt and of Wood in Cuba, numbers of our best young men found employment in the Philippine Government and truly carried its burdens for fifteen years after Dewey took Manila. Beginning with the brutal ejection of Gov- ernor-General Forbes from office in 1913, members of this great Service, which included not only the splendid American officers of the Constabulary, but other hun- dreds of equal merit throughout the Insular Government, were thrown out in middle age, a dozen years out of touch with business at home, and physically weakened by long stay in the tropics. This was done by a very ingenious law which provided that every American official and em- ployee of the Government of not less than ten years' service, who applied for retirement within three months of its passage, might be retired by the governor-general at his discretion with one year's pay. With absolutely no secure tenure of office against dismissal without notice or pay, there was almost unanimous application for this re- tirement. Some were retired at once but in the discretion of His Excellency others remained with their applications x FOREWORD on file and liable to be acted upon at any time. It was an eviction by wholesale of as fine a body of public servants as ever gave their best years to a government. It fell with particular force on the Constabulary. Many of them found commissions in the American Expeditionary Forces and a number of them were killed in action or died of wounds. Almost invariably they made outstanding officers, for the peculiar character of their service in the Constabulary had accustomed them to take responsibility to a degree which does not come to junior officers in the regular army in time of peace. Some eighty of them still remain in our Army. It is a pleasure to record that belated recognition has come to this group through Congressional action in the last month of the session just ended, which allows them to count their Philippine Constabulary service in the computation of pay and of time for retirement. "Bullets and Botes" is the account of thirteen years in the Philippine Constabulary by one who was one of its most gallant and outstanding officers. Colonel John R. White passed through every grade from lieutenant to colonel, and saw service in every part of the Philippine Archipelago. It is twenty-five years this autumn since he reported to me at Zamboanga as adjutant of the new Con- stabulary which I was to create from the Moslem Moros. A true soldier of fortune, though in his maturity he lightly scorns the imputation, he had already served in the Greek Foreign Legion in the war with Turkey, had participated in the rush to the Klondike, had come to the Philippines as a soldier in our volunteer army, and at twenty- four was wearing the gold bars and scarlet shoul- der-straps of a captain. Over six feet in height, slender — FOREWORD xi and straight, very red-headed and very impulsive, he was attractive and dashing to a degree that only a Kipling could describe. His was the "crowded hour of glorious life," for no one who wore the khaki and red saw more of it in those days when we were all strong in our faith in the value of the work to which we had set our hands. Desperately wounded in the affair at Bud Dajo in 1906, his health later gave way under Hardship and exposure and his Constabulary career ended by his being sent to the Rocky Mountains for lung trouble. He returned to the colors in 19 18, and in France served once more under his Chief of those old days, the story of which he has so well told in this book. To read it is to step from the present into the past, out of the quiet of post-war days into the old romantic, adven- turesome life which was very dear to all of us who lived it. It revives, in the half-light of memory, people and places forgotten now for more than twenty years. It brings again the sounds we knew so well, the booming of the Moro gongs, the crash of lantakas—the sight of nipa roofs, the vintas on Lake Liguasan, and the blue Straits of Basilan, the crisp coolness of mountains, the scent- laden warmth of lowlands—old thoughts, old memories, old desires. It does not strengthen one's enthusiasm for the well-ordered present, its conventions, its formalities, its burdens. Perhaps the dull yearning it brings is for the years that have passed rather than for the life we lived for its memories reflect the glamour and the glory of youth. The Philippine Constabulary has had no other chroni- cler—it could not have a better one than John White. This xu FOREWORD book is a glimpse of the stirring drama of the best days of our occupation of the Philippines—in which Time's shadowy curtain is for a moment drawn aside by one who himself played a man's part upon that stage. INTRODUCTION If I had any purpose in writing this book beyond the pleasure of recalling days in the Philippines—halcyon days and dangerous days—it was to paint two pictures of the earlier years of our occupation of the islands : one, the life of Americans and Filipinos in the provinces out- side the large cities ; the other, the work, both hazardous and constructive, done by American officers of the Philip- pine Constabulary.