The boat lay half a day off the curving beach of Culion, and the travellers stared up at the nipa houses of the leper colony, clinging to the hillsides, and at the gray old church and the fort on the left, speaking of the day when Moro paraos were no strangers to the peaceful locality.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
On your left, again, is the creek or entrance to the bay, separating you from the Moro, a line of castles remarkable for their strength and extent.
"The Campaigns of the British Army at Washington and New Orleans 1814-1815"
G. R. Gleig
Without an order from the Governor, I was informed, that none, even of the natives, are permitted to enter the Moro, and all applications on the part of foreigners are uniformly refused.
"The Campaigns of the British Army at Washington and New Orleans 1814-1815"
G. R. Gleig