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Bullets and Bolos; 15 years in the Philippine Islands by Col. John R. White

Chapter VII

A Provincial Idyll

HIMAMAYLAN is a small pueblo strung along a sandy beach under shady coco palms. The Himamaylan River, little more than a lagoon, throws into the straits that lie between Negros and Panay a crescent sand-bar behind which shelter fishing bancas (canoes), trading paraos, or occasional sugar lorchas (small schooners) from Iloilo. An eighteenth-century stone church with a connecting monastery fronts the sea. The monastery, known as the convento, furnished quarters for myself and men. The Spanish Recoleto friars had been driven away during the insurrection and had not yet returned. The building had been looted, but there remained a few articles of solid furniture. Until recently Inspector Smith had occupied the quarters and had left there a detachment of five soldiers who now went to swell my foot-sore score.

An American teacher also lived in the convent – which was big enough to shelter a dozen men and give each separate quarters – but he was a reserved individual who preferred to live and eat alone rather than pool with the only other American present. Smith had told me that the school-teacher knew the price of eggs, chicken, and rice better than a Filipino and boasted of living on twenty centavos a day. How we Constabulary officers laughed at the parsimonious pedagogues!

Like the ex-soldiers that we were, we scattered our money right and left; the school teachers, fresh from the economies of life in small American towns, saved three fourths of their pay. They were the wise virgins, even if their stinginess did occasion unfavorable comment among the Filipinos. It was not good to see an American living and eating like a tao. Harsh criticism we of the Constabulary thought and voiced at that time; yet now, now that the mellowing years have passed, I can see that those teachers were not necessarily avaricious. Who knows what debts and mortgages on little farms back in Iowa and Kansaswere paid off? Their pesos were hard enough earned, God woe, for they ran risks of death by disease and outlawry without the compensating excitement of the chase that we had. Maestros, we called the teachers; and the female of the species was known as maestra.

The presidente (mayor) of Himamaylan was a young Filipino with a dash of Spanish and Chinese blood, by the name Serafin Gatuslao. From the beginning he was the best friend of the Constabulary in Southern Negros. At his house I took my meals; from him I quickly learned of all the malhechores (offenders) in and around the pueblo. Although married and father of several children, Serafin was little older than myself. During the intervals between drilling and instructing my detachment I found him a boon companion. Together we went shooting to near-by rice paddies and ponds and loaded the little brown boys who were our retrievers with duck, teal, snipe, parrots, cockatoos, and I know not what other strange tropical birds.

On these expeditions we would talk intimately of provincial politics, of the babaylanes in the mountains, and of the cattle-stealing gangs in the lowlands which were beginning to be a more serious problem even than the babaylanes. Serafin was an exception in that I rarely found his counsels interested. The wealthier provincial Filipinos have so many parientes (relatives) and friends that their advice on conditions in their own localities must often be discounted. But although Serafin administered a hacienda a mile or two from town, he had few political ties in the South; his relatives and friends were in Northern Negros, and marriage to a girl of Himamaylan had brought him here to administer his wife’s property. He had first been made presidente by the military authorities and later was elected by the people as a tribute to his honest administration.

Sometimes we would go on a picnic – a sunsuman, as the Visayas call it – up a river to Serafin’s hacienda. The presidente’s wife, some pretty girls from neighboring haciendas, a few youths, Serafin and myself, made up the party. Embarking in bancas, we were paddled by Visayan boatmen up an estero (tidal creek) under overhanging mangroves through narrow passages where nipa palms fanned our faces. At the hacienda landing our lunch was waiting, the piece de resistance a suckling pig done up in banana leaves, all ready for the roast. Beyond the landing we neared the hills; the estero became less swampy and soon our boatmen poled us up a clear stream that rippled over a rocky bed. We found a smooth spot beneath a mango tree and there the suckling pig was roasted whole. The liver was removed, pounded up with the leaves of a bitter herb growing near the river, and stewed into a sauce to pour over the roasted cracklings. The taste of those cracklings can never entirely melt away; and the scene after lunch is easily recalled: the boatmen squatting in a circle around the remains of the succulent porker, the Filipina girls showing shapely legs as they paddled in the creek with many-colored skirts drawn up to knees, the young Filipinos splashing and flirting with the girls; beyond the bickering water a bamboo grove traced like giant maidenhair fern against a cobalt sky over which fleecy cirrus clouds drove with the steady northeast trades; a raucous-voiced, red-billed kingfisher perched on a waving frond of bamboo or diving to a pool unheedful of the picnicking crowd. And beneath the umbrageous mango Serafin and I, smoking innumerable cigarettes, the cares of office not even lightly resting on our brows.

It was at such times as these that I learned to know the Filipinos and their kindly traits as one may only know them by life in the provinces, isolated from other Americans. A man might live twenty years in Manila and know less about the Filipinos than by a few weeks’ residence in Himamaylan. Yet living in Himamaylan he must be simpatico – he must have sympathy with the life of the people. That Spanish word simpatico is hardly translated by its English equivalent “sympathetic.” When a Filipino says of an American that he is simpatico it means that he does not strike false notes in dealing with people of other races. A man might be sympathetic, yet full of race prejudice; but if simpatico he is free from it; a Filipino can give an American no higher praise. A man may be able, honest, hard-working, and full of assorted other virtues, yet quite unable to get along with the Filipinos, if lacking in that touch of humanity which enables one to

Be to their virtues very kind,

Be to their faults a little blind.

Often in after years I thought what a pity it was that some American officials I came to know could not have had the privilege of enjoying a sunsuman picnic with Serafin at Himamaylan. It might have made them simpatico – which they surely are not.


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The NID Lumber Company

Source: Negros Yearbook 1938

One of the effects of sugar limitations on the sugar barons of Negros Occidental was to invest in other fields of endeavor. While other Negrenses diversified their crops or went to mining, the Gatuslaos and the Sians had the vision to foresee the bright possibilities of the lumber industry. The result was the organization of the Carabalan Lumber Company or the NID which is one of the biggest lumber enterprises in Negros.

The NID was incorporated in October of 1936 with an authorized capital of P200,000 and the following were the founders:

  • Don Miguel Gatuslao
  • Don Valeriano gatuslao
  • Don Jose Gatuslao
  • Don Leonidas Gatuslao
  • Don Serafin Gatuslao
  • Don Jose M. Sian
  • Don Cescenciano M. Sian
  • Don Virgilio M. Sian
  • Don Benjamin M. Sian
  • Don Aurelio Estiller

The government granted to the company a 30-year lease embracing 52,000 hectares of rich forest lands of Binalbagan, HImamaylan, and Kabankalan. The mill started operation in May of the same year and since then has made so rapid a progress that in 1938 or less than two years after its erection the assets are now conservatively estimated at P600,000.

The NID specializes in South Negros red and white (rough or planed) lumber. It is considered as one of the country’s best lumber manufacturers and exporters of all kinds of Philippine hardwoods.

The Gatuslao-Sian project has contributed to the solution of the Negros Occidental unemployment problem. At present the company’s payroll handled over 600 employess and laborers.

The mill and office is located at Carabalan, Himamaylan, Negros Occidental and the administration is headed by Hon. Valeriano Gatuslao and Don Miguel M. Gatuslao, President and Vice-President respectively, of the NID Lumber Co.

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The Gatuslaos: Five generations in politics

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Himamaylan Officials (1938)

Source: Negros Yearbook 1938

The Municipality of Himamaylan

Municipal Mayor……………………… Agustin Gatuslao

Municipal Vice Mayor………………. R. Montesino


  1. Florencio Villfranca
  2. Isabel Segovia
  3. Dr. Felipe Gariloa
  4. Aquilino Gimotea
  5. Federico Limsiaco
  6. Jesus Nava
  7. Marcelo Pijuan
  8. George B. Wiles
Justice of the Peace………. Manuel Tongbanua
Sanitary President………… Dr. Juan Velmonte
Municipal Treasurer……… Quirino Lauron
Chief of Police…………….. Aurelio Calibho
Postmaster…………………. N. Capinpin
Supervising Teacher…….. Vicente Martir
Principal…………………….. Jose A. Macaraeg


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Himamaylan under the Commonwealth

Source: Negros Yearbook 1938

The Municipality of Himamaylan

GEOGRAPHY – The town of Himamaylan is approximately 80 kilometers south of the City of Bacolod. Its area is 22,803 Ha. and the estimated population for 1938 is 28,357. The Aguisan Peninsula provides Himamaylan with a navigable bay. However, despite its natural harbor, the locality lost much of its importance as a shopping center because it was too far south to be conveniently accessible to the inhabitants of the northern part of Negros Occidental. 

HISTORY – Himamaylan was perhaps the first provincial capital of the province. It is one of the oldest towns in Negros Occidental having been organized in 1748. The name of the locality is derived from “Hay himay babaylan” which literally means, “there is fatige and fanaticism in the town.” This commentary of the Spaniards who named the town of Himamaylan indicates that the pueblo was the seat of radical activities. In fact, the immediate cause of the transfer of the capital from Himamaylan to Bacolod was the assassination of the pueblo’s Alcalde, Don Juan Nepomuceno de Cordova. During the closing years of the Spanish era and the beginning of the American regime, Papa Isio and Capitan Macario Sido, brough chaos to the municipality in view of their bandit activities.

The notable personalities in the town’s history are Pedro G. Vasquez, Serafin Gatuslao, Rafael Ramos, Atanacio Abkilan, Jose Ramos, Juan Segovia, Agustin S. Ramos, Paulino Vallega, Gregorio Segovia, Francisco T. Ramos, Timotea B. Ramos and Agustin M. Gatuslao.

ECONOMIC SURVEY – Sugar rice and coconuts are the principal products of Himamaylan. The total value of assessed realy property is P2,749,540. The total income of the municipality is P66,470.24 for the preceeding year. The general Fund is P26,344.99; School Fund, P26,047.73; Puericulture Center Fund, P1,744.31 and the Provincial Fund (including Road and Bridge Fund) is P12,633.21.

The municipality has an average annual birth rate of 354 comapred to 282 deaths. The marriages registered annually has an average of 179. The total electors registered are: Male. 2,989 and Female, 1,312.

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Immigrant beginnings

In the mid 19th century, Spanish interest in developing the Philippine economy was in full swing.

With the once lucrative Manila-Acapulco Galleon Trade in irreversible decline, Spain was hard pressed to find other means to defray the costs of her farthest colony.  The situation was equally dire on the political front as her Latin American colonies severed ties and declared independence from mother Spain. These events thrust the Philippine islands, originally one of the smallest Spanish colonies, into one of its largest colonial possessions.

One of the initiatives of the Spanish Crown was to transform the Philippines into an export-oriented economy through the cultivation of cash crops. To make full use of lands and reach highest efficiency, authorities initiated a regional specialization plan for agriculture. Tobacco was to be planted in Ilocos and Cagayan, Abaca in Bicol, Coffee in Batangas and Sugar in Pampanga, Tarlac and Negros.

Mapa de las Islas Filipinas

Mapa de las Islas Filipinas

It was then that the frontier of Negros island was swung open to trade via the Queen City of the South, Iloilo. Over the years, Iloilo had grown rich because of its textile industry and lucrative trade through its fine port reached through the wide and deep Iloilo river.

Landing at the Iloilo Port

Landing at the Iloilo Port

Iloilo’s merchants and mestizos were the first to buy parcels of land on Negros and when the textile market was sent into decline by international forces beyond their control, they had all but jumped onto the boat to Negros that was slowly being cultivated into “Sugarland.” Sugar had given them a second wind and like all great fronteirs the island of Negros was to be the immigrant’s land of promise.

So begins most of the family histories and genealogies of the clans of Negros.

The Gatuslao clan of Himamaylan is no exception. Based on the first letter of their surname – “G” – it is said that the Gatuslaos and other families whose names start with “G” were originally from the town of Guimbal in southern Iloilo.

Guimbal church, one of the oldest in the Visayas

Guimbal church

Visayan Daily Star columnist and history buff Primo Esleyer writes, “Hamletting was the reason why people in Iloilo have their family names start with the first letter of the town.  Those from San Joaquin have their family names start with letter “S,” those in Miagao, “M,” in Guimbal “G,” Tigbauan “T,” up to the northern towns, “J” in Jaro, “D” in Dumangas, “B” in Barotac, and so forth.”

It was through this process of hamletting or reduccionthat the Spaniards were able to administer the towns more effectively and controlled the movement of natives from town to town.

In fact, there are still Gatuslaos residing in Guimbal and stories have it that the Gatuslaos settled in Himamaylan because currents would take sailboats from Guimbal straight to the beaches of Sara-et or Talaban.

So it could be said the Gatuslaos of Himamaylan, just like other old families of Negros, were of immigrant stock who found their way to Sugarland amidst the burgeoning sugar industry. Don Serafin, patriarch of the Gatuslao political dynasty, however, took on a slightly different route and his story is anything but ordinary.

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