XIV. THE EVE OF THE FIESTA.

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CHAPTER XIV

THE EVE OF THE FIESTA.

It is the tenth of November, the eve of the fiesta to be celebrated

in the town of San Diego. Departing from its habitual monotony,

the town is displaying extraordinary activity in the church, houses,

streets, cock-pit, and the fields. Windows are draped with flags and

many-colored decorations. Music and the sound of exploding fireworks

fill the air. Everywhere there is rejoicing.

In the streets at fixed intervals, beautiful arches of bamboo are

raised, the wood carved and worked in a thousand different ways. The

arches are surrounded with ornaments, the very sight of which brings

joy to the heart of the small boy. In the church yard, a large and

costly awning has been erected. It is propped up by bamboo poles and

so arranged that the procession may pass under it. Under its shade the

children play, run, jump, fall and otherwise manage to tear and soil

their new shirts, which have been intended for the day of the festival.

In the public square a platform has been built of bamboo, nipa and

boards, to serve as the stage. It is here that the comedy company from

Tondo will tell wonderful tales, and will compete with the gods in the

performance of miracles. Here Marianito, Chananay, Balbino, Ratia,

Carvajal, Yeyeng, Liceria and the others will sing and dance. The

Filipino loves the theatre, and always attends dramatic productions

with a great deal of pleasure. The gobernadorcillo was very fond of

the theatre, and, with the advice of the curate, he had selected for

the fiesta the fantastic comedy: "Prince Villardo, or the Nails Pulled

Out of the Infamous Cave," a play full of magic and fireworks.

From time to time the bells ring out their merry sounds. Firecrackers

and the booming of little cannon rend the air. The Filipino

pyrotechnist, who has learned his art without a teacher of any renown,

displays his skill, setting up pieces representing towers, castles,

and the like. Already the small boys are running at break-neck speed

toward the outskirts of the town to meet the bands of music. Five

organizations have been hired, besides three orchestras.

A band enters the town playing lively marches, and is followed by

a lot of ragged and half naked pickaninnies: this one, perhaps, has

on his brother's shirt; that one, his father's trousers. As soon as

the music stops, these little tots know by memory the piece that has

been played; they whistle and hum it with great delight, showing at

this early age their musical talent.

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