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Updated: June 2, 2025
At Jalajala, M. Vidie, an hospitable old Frenchman, has an estate; but I understand that the most unceasing efforts, and the greatest economy, care, and attention, have been necessary to make it answer, both on his part and on that of its former owner, an Anglo-American, and a person of great ingenuity, who got so much disgusted with the incessant battle he had to fight with the soil, and those who tilled it, that after overcoming the greatest difficulties, he sold the estate, and was glad to be quit of it.
There surrounded by my Indians, the good parish priest, Padre Miguel, and my friend Vidie I bade adieu to them all for the last time. Dolorès and I got into the boat, which was scarcely pushed off from the shore when every arm was stretched out towards me, and every one exclaimed: "May your voyage be happy, master! And oh! return soon!"
On the following day he was laid close to his mother, and another tomb was erected in the church of Jala-Jala. In vain did my friend Vidie endeavour to afford me consolation, or to change the current of my affliction. Several times he tried to remove me from the fatal room, which I now looked upon as a scene of misfortunes, but he could not succeed.
The Prosperity and Happiness of my Life at Jala-Jala Destructiveness of the Locusts Agriculture in the Philippines My Herds of Oxen, Buffaloes, and Horses My Wife presents me with a Daughter, who Dies The Admiration of the Indian Women for my Wife Birth of my Son Continued Prosperity Death of my brother Henry My Friendship with Malvilain His Marriage with my eldest Sister His Premature Death I take my Wife to Manilla Melancholy Adieus We Return to Jala-Jala Death of my Wife My friend Vidie I determine to Return to France.
I left my house under the care of Prosper Vidie, an excellent friend, who during the last days of my wife's life had not quitted me, and departed, accompanied by my son. After the first emotion which Josephine and I felt on meeting, and when we both had shed abundant tears, I examined her state.
The bandits pillaged and shattered everything in the house; wounded his daughter by a sabre-cut, of which to this day she bears the marks; and then went off with the plunder they had made. But Jala-Jala had become too important a point to be neglected; and the Spanish government sent troops to it, to protect Vidie, and to maintain order.
I could not forget Jala-Jala, and my recollections never quitted that place where were deposited the remains of those whom of all the world I had most loved. My eager wishes induced me to hope that my work of colonisation should continue, and that my friend Vidie should find some compensation for the rough task he had undertaken.
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