lasts. Their only natural property is the bow
and arrow. The Bissayas through natural compassion
have not destroyed these blacks, who are not hostile
to them, although they have little dealing with the
Bissayas. While I was in Tigbauan, however, a
petty war occurred between them which is worth relating
for what it shows of such wars among these nations,
and their triumphs and trophies. A Bissayan chief,
who lived in his solitary house among the mountains,
distant from the villages, had a friendship—or,
for all I know, a relationship—with a leading
Negrillo, who was also headman among his people.
Under the cover of this friendship, the Negrillo took
his opportunity, as I shall relate, to do a treacherous
act. He came one day, as he had often done before,
to pay a visit to his friend, who received him as
such and gave him food and drink—an act
which should soften the most bloodthirsty heart, even
if he had been offended. But the Negrillo, without
heeding the obligation imposed by kind deeds or by
the good-will with which they had been conferred upon
him, seized his host unawares, and took his life,
also slaying all the other members of his family—men,
women, and children. His crime, however, did
not go unpunished. A spirited young man, son of
the dead man—not daring alone to avenge
himself upon the black, who had been reenforced by
others of his own color—assembled his kinsmen
and friends; besides these [so many joined him that]
all the villages of the island were depopulated, in
order to fall upon the Negrillos—all eager
to enslave the women and children, this being a great
source of wealth among those people; they accomplished
their purpose, killing many men. This lasted
until the matter became known to the royal officials
in that region, who pacified them. At the entrance
of some of the villages, I saw the trophies of this
victory and some of the slaves. The trophies
were thus made: one of the large canes, already
described, very tall, was driven into the ground.
At its point were two, or three, or more pendent bannerets
like streamers or pennants, and on them the hair of
the dead foes. These blacks have had very little
to do with the Spaniards, not so much through hate
as from fear and mistrust of them. It has already
happened that Spaniards, unaccompanied and straying
from the road, have fallen into their hands; but with
a few presents and fair words they have been allowed
to go free. They also fear the priests as being
Spaniards, making no distinction between them.
For this reason we could not undertake their conversion,
although they were near to the villages of Tigbauan;
on this account all our energy was directed towards
the Bissayas alone.