She remained alone in her room all that day. At twilight, she stole
out of her house to meet the Chamorro boy who loved her. As agreed,
she joined him at the high point where they first met and watched
She was late and the boy thought she would never come again. He feared
she had forgotten him already for the royal suitor she had mentioned.
When he heard her steps in the dark, he rushed to her and they held
each other in their arms.
His keen joy suddenly turned to anxiety when he saw her face in the
moonlight, her cheeks streaked with tears. She then told him of her
impending marriage to the grandee.
His large, gentle eyes were defeated now, the light in them dead. He
believed she was saying goodbye forever. Because he loved her truly,
he swallowed his grief and tried to wish her happiness, but the words
died in his mouth.
She understood without words, and she whispered something that assured
him that she was all his own. They embraced, kissed, cried and held on
to each other, not knowing if it was for the last time.
As the night grew longer, they knew they would not part to go their
seperate ways to live without each other. They would run away together
even though it meant certain death for the boy if they were caught.
They would need some things to give them a chance to survive. He would
fetch a canoe, a net, some fishing gear and a weapon. She would get
some money and other necessary things. In a few days, they would make
their escape to another island where no one would ever find them.
At home the next day, the young girl was worried about the recent
events. the ever present captain took her distraction as a sign of
modesty and of submission. His unsatisfied desire for her made him
persuade the father to hasten the preparations for the ceremony so
that it would take place before the week was out. One night when she
thought she could stand the man's advances no more, she tried to go
out to see her Chamoro lover, but her father forbade her to leave the
house until after the wedding. To be sure of it, he posted a guard at
her door and the captain's men around the walls of the large mansion.
The days passed with the girl being unable to go out. The boy did not
know what to think. Fearing the worst, he thought that she had given
in to her father's wishes. Finally, unable to endure the silence and
not knowing what to think anymore, the boy went to the estate and
slipped past the guards to seek out her window. He remembered that her
balcony faced toward the sunrise. When he thought he had found it, he
took his life into his hands and called out her name softly to the
open window. A face appeared in the dark opening. It was hers.
How she got out of the house and how the guards failed to see them are
not known, but the next morning, the mother discovered that her
daughter was gone. The mother knew immediately what her daughter had
done. But she did not know where the girl could have fled. She delayed
some time before going to her husband.
When the father learned what had happened, he became furious. He
informed the captain that his daughter had been kidnapped by a low
rowdy and together the elderly men set out with soldiers and horsemen
to scour the hills of Tumon Bay.
Toward noon, the young couple was sighted fleeing through the
tangantangan. Searching soldiers kept them from getting to the canoe
the boy had hidden in a cave. The captain, in shrewd military stlye,
had his mounted men circle ahead as far as the high peninsula above
The two lovers sighted their pursuers behind them. Instinctively, they
felt their only escape was at the top of the point. They climbed
through the underbrush and over the sharp volcanic rock which cut
their hands and feet. When they reached the summit, their hearts were
glad. Their relief was short-lived. they were surrounded on all sides.
The horsemen slowed as they neared the jutting peak because they saw
that the youngsters were trapped. On the great black horse rode the
captain, who was very angry. Next to him rode the stern father who
suddenly became uneasy because his daughter was so close to the edge
of the cliff. Still advancing, he called to hear but she did not hear
him. The lovers knew there was one thing left for them to do. The boy
shouted a warning for the men to stay back, and the father signaled
the men to halt and to watch. The couple stood at the very edge of the
precipice. The men were puzzled when the boy and girl tied their hair
The two acted as if they were utterly alone. They looked deeply into
each other's eyes and kissed one last time. The anxious father shouted
a warning to the girl to obey, and the captain spurred his horse
forward to try to seize the boy. In that instant, the young couple
leaped down the long, deep cliff into the roaring tide below.
When the father galloped to the edge, all he could see was the
floating hair and the yellow wedding ribbonhis daughter had used to
make the final bow with the unknown boy's hair. Too late the father
understood the meaning of their hair tied together.
The men, in their canoes and boats, searched for them the rest of the
day, but they did not find their bodies.
Since that day, the islanders looked at the jutting peak by Tumon Bay
with a kind of reverence. They are paying homage to the young couple
who showed them that real love comes from the entwining of two souls,
true to one another in life and in death.