Uncle Sams Boys in the Philippines | Page 5

and I shall be greatly honored by your very kind acceptance. And your friend--he shall select anything--valuable and handsome--that he would like for his sweetheart."
Neither young sergeant had a sweetheart outside of his mother. It was for their mothers that they sought suitable-priced curios. In their amazement, however, neither Hal nor Noll took the trouble to correct this smiling, polite stranger.
"Thank you," said Overton promptly. "We can't accept, of course, though it is very kind of you to make the offer--so very kind that it almost takes our breath away."
"And why can you not accept?" insisted the Filipino. He was still smiling, but there was now something so insistent in his voice that Noll answered quickly:
"Because we cannot accept gifts from strangers."
"Ah, but you do not yet know the Orient. You must have things here; you must have money to spend, and feel the pleasure of spending it, or you will die."
"Thank you," laughed Sergeant Hal, "but at present my health is excellent. As for dying, that has no terror for the soldier."
"Ah, yes, to die like a soldier!" protested the Filipino, with a shrug of his shoulders. "But would you die of sheer weariness and envy? There are pleasures in this country which only money will buy. Without the money, without these pleasures, life soon becomes bitter. You do not know, but I do, for I have watched thousands of your Americano soldiers here. Now, I have money--too much! It is my whim to see that the soldados enjoy themselves. I have begged many a soldier to honor me by letting me purchase him a little pleasure. Come, I will show you now! Wait! I will send for a carriage--not a quilez, but a victoria. Say the word, give the consent, and I will show you at once what is called pleasure here in the East--in Manila."
Though he spoke in low tones, the Filipino made almost extravagant gestures. As he kept on he warmed up to his subject.
"Shall I call a victoria?" he asked.
"If you wish," replied Sergeant Hal dryly.
"Ah, that is the way I like to hear you say it!" cried the little Filipino, and hastened toward the door.
He went away so rapidly, in fact, that he did not have time to note young Sergeant Overton's altered manner. From a feeling of embarrassment over having to repulse a stranger's ill-advised offer of generosity, Hal, his eyes watching the man's face, speedily took a dislike to the Filipino.
"Come along, Noll," Overton whispered. "We'll get out of this. I don't like the fellow."
"You like him as well as I do," muttered Sergeant Terry.
At the door of the store they again caught sight of the dandy, who, with hand extended, was at that moment signaling a cochero to drive his victoria in to the curb.
"It could not have been better," cried the little brown tempter. "Just as I came out I saw an empty victoria."
"I congratulate you," smiled Sergeant Hal.
"No, but this is the carriage, here," cried the Filipino, as Hal and Noll turned to walk down the Escolta.
"Get in, then, and enjoy yourself," called back Hal.
In an instant the Filipino was in front of them, barring their way.
"But you permitted me to stop a carriage," he protested, bewildered.
"Exactly," nodded Hal, "and we hope you will enjoy yourself. Step aside, please, for we want to pass on."
"But you are not going with me, after----"
"Nothing was said about that," Hal answered, "and we have other plans. Good-bye."
As the Filipino dandy once more tried to place himself in front of the young sergeant, Hal gently but firmly thrust the insistent fellow aside.
The Filipino stood glaring after them until the two Army boys were out of sight. The glint in his eyes was far from pleasant.
"Now, what on earth did that fellow want of us?" demanded Noll wonderingly.
"Nothing good, anyway," returned Hal Overton. "Intending benefactors don't act in that fashion. He may represent a bad phase of life out here. Let's forget him. Say, here's a store we must have overlooked on our way up here. Let's go in."
Half an hour later the Army boys came out of the store, each carrying a small parcel. For his first present home each young soldier had bought for his mother a small assortment of the wonderfully filmy pina lace handkerchiefs made by the native women.
"No quilez around here for hire," said Hal, after looking up and down the Escolta. "Let's walk across the bridge over the Pasig. We'll be more likely to find an idle cochero on the other side of the river."
As they started the sky was darkening, and the lightning beginning to flash, for this was in early July, at the height of the rainy season.
"I hope we find a cochero soon," muttered Noll, looking up at the dark sky. "I don't fancy the