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fire guns were in action and swept the 
trench so they dared not raise up to 
shoot. The natives were in what is called 
a “get away trench;” that is, a trench you 
can get out of without coming into the 
zone of an enemy’s fire. They got ex- 
cited, however, and started to run any old 
way. In doing this they exposed them- 
selves to our fire, while crossing a space 
of about to feet. Here our gatlings got 
their range and mowed them down like 

PHOTO BY LIEUT. C. F. O’KEEFE. 
A PHILIPINO TRENCH AND ITS CONTENTS. 
BATTLE OF MORONG. 
grass. The Philipinos probably did not 
know the boat was loaded. The second 
picture will give you an idea of a blind 
tremchy |) NJom wall motices oma tine lehtymn 
front of the trench, some bushes and 
weeds. This makesthe de eption complete. 
Our lines sometimes march almost into 
these traps before seeing them. 
I have recently returned from a trip 
up the Pasig river and across the bay, to 
a town called Morong. I was on the river 
gunboat Covodonga. Wiis aac tae 
loaded with the Washington infantry. The 
Napindon accompanied the ‘‘cascoes,”’ 

RECREATION. 
entire “fleet” was sent to capture the 
town of Morong. After coming out of the 
Pasig river into the lake, the boats cast 
anchor. The latter shortly received or- 
ders to proceed slowly toward Morong 
and shell the lake shore whenever any 
natives could be seen. She started out 
by shelling the shore opposite us, 
and the first thing we knew the Napindon 
fire developed the location o1 a native bat- 
tery of artillery. The Napindon was al- 
ready on her way and kept firing as she 
went, with one of her 6 pounders. We 
were anchored in range of this battery, 
and I was watching the woods pretty 
closely when I saw a puff of smoke, and 
then I heard the shell coming whistling 
along towards us. It was a 3.2 shell, fired 
at audistance Ob sl SOON tO 2 OOO myands lit 
tore away a portion of the upper aiter 
deck, and aside from scaring the everlast- 
ing hearts out of us, did little damage. If 
any one wants the fear of God put in 
him let him be fired on by a 3-inch gun. 
He won't forget it soon. 
As our guns were all gatlings of small 
caliber, we lost no time in getting up 
anchor, and moving out of range. Dur- 
ing the night when we were returning, 
our native pilot had such a profound re- 
spect for the insurgent battery that he 
tried to keep clear away from it and ran 
the boat on a bar. There we stuck till 
morning, right under the guns of the bat- 
tery. We put out the lights, and went 
promptly to sleep. Luck was with us for 
the battery did not open, and at daylight 
the tugs came up with the troops, and they 
pulled us off.) We then proceeded’ to 
Morong. 
We were met by the Napindon and 
were soon in front of the doomed town. 
The gunboats deployed out and began fir- 
ing. The cascoes passed in between, and 
the Washingtons jumped into the water 
and waded ashore. Ate etiist Out aie 
brought no reply, and it was thought the 
town was deserted; but as soon as the in- 
fantry started toward the town, in skirmish 
order, the natives opened, and their 
trenches were soon located by the gun- 
ners on the boats. The Napindon fired 

THE EXPEDITION TO MORONG. 
PHOTO BY LIEUT. C. F. O’KEEFE.. 
Composed of the Washington infantry, accompanied by the river gunboats Napindon and Covodonga, 

