t of Manila and sold out his country during the
insurrection of 1896, and then could not collect his fee, so Marie,
too, found herself deprived of the compensation for her bloody deed.

CHAPTER XI.

NORTH-BOUND

The controversy over the distribution of the fund in Manila for the
death in any form of General Lawton permitted the unholy scheme to
simmer its way into publicity. The United States authorities employed
secret detectives to investigate the matter and if possible to locate
the persons who claimed to be responsible for the act. Marie soon
found herself under surveillance and she quickly left the city.

Making her way north on horse back along the same route she had taken
when on her way to Baler about a year before, she came to the city
of San Miguel where one of the hardest battles of the war had been
fought. The troops engaged in this fight had become so disorganized
that all formation by regiments, companies, etc., had been broken
up. Unfortunately, one of the Americans' dead privates could not be
identified. He was buried where he fell, and a board tombstone was
placed at the head of his grave, on which was carved this lonely word,

"UNKNOWN".

As Marie passed over the old field, she saw this grave and read the
solemn word on its headstone. "Alas!" she muttered, "I wonder if the
same sad fate will some day overtake me."

The body of this "unknown" soldier was exhumed by the government a few
months later and brought back to the United States for burial. Upon
its arrival the following pathetic poem appeared in "Leslie's Weekly";

JUST AN "UNKNOWN"

After the fight was over,
They found him stark and dead,
Where all the bamboo thicket
Was splashed and stained and red.
No name was missed at roll call,
Not one among them knew
The slender, boyish figure
Arrayed in army blue.

Among our fallen soldiers
They brought him o'er the deep,
And with the nation's heroes
They laid him down to sleep.
A starry flag above him,
And on the simple stone
That marked his final bivouac,
The single word, "Unknown."

Perchance a mother watches,
Her eyes wit