“I want to see all of my people and speak to them so that we may forever be friends.”
My Life Before the World War, 1860--1917: A Memoir, pp. 292-293 https://books.google.com/books?id=a74_JIbehzsC&pg=PA292
Kontext: I write you this letter because I am sorry to know that you and your people refuse to do what the government has ordered. You do not give up your arms. Soldiers were sent to Taglibi so that you could come into camp and turn in your guns. When the soldiers went to camp a Taglibi, your Moros fired into camp and tried to kill the soldiers. Then the soldiers had to shoot all Moros who fired upon them. When the soldiers marched through the country, the Moros again shot at them, so the soldiers had to kill several others. I am sorry the soldiers had to kill any Moros. All Moros are the same to me as my children and no father wants to kill his own children.... I want to see all of my people and speak to them so that we may forever be friends.
