board the Dominican war schooner.
I went in the boat and found Chev in the custom-house with the commission seated around.
A good many of our people present.
Chev read his protest, which was strong and simple.... We then went out of the building; the employes
of our Company marched up in their best clothes, their hats stuck full of roses, and stood in order on either side the flagstaff.
The man ordered by the commission lowered the flag.
Just before, Chev got our people to stand in a circle around him, made a lovely little address.
The old Crusader
never appeared nobler or better than on this occasion, when his beautiful chivalry stood in the greatest contrast to the barbarism and ingratitude which dictated this act. My mind was full of cursing rather than blessing.
Yet finding myself presently alone with the superseded flag I laid my hand upon it and prayed that if I had power to bless anything, my prayers might bless the good effort which has been made here.”
On April 2 she adds: “The blacks here say that the taking down of our flag was like the crucifixion of our Lord
We are assured that they would have offered forcible resistance, if we had authorized their so doing.”
. The last day of our last week in Samana
. . . . God knows when I shall have so much restful leisure again.
My rides on horseback, too, are ended for the present, though I may mount once more to-day or to-morrow.
All these pleasures have been mixed with pains — my fear on horseback ... but far more than all, my anxiety about the dearest ones at home.
The affairs of the Company
, too, have given me many sad ”