A sailor's life under four sovereigns, Volume 3 (of 3)Keppel, Henry, Sir
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A sailor's life under four sovereigns, Volume 3 (of 3)
Keppel, Henry, Sir
Admirals -- Great Britain -- Biography; Great Britain. Royal Navy
The consternation among the boats as the wave caused by our speed
lifted them on to the banks, and occasionally washed a looker-on off
his legs, was rather amusing. The Taku Forts appeared in good repair,
and the pilot reports some heavy American guns being got into position:
the coolies at work stating that in one year’s time they will be
prepared to rid themselves of us barbarians!
It was sunset before we arrived at Tientsin; it being within a day
or two of the races, the promised horses of Mr. Porter were not
forthcoming, but the boats ordered by Mr. Consul Maguire were ready,
and it was decided by His Royal Highness that we should start that
evening after dinner.
A steamer overtook us and kindly gave us a copy of the _Overland
Express_, by which it appears that my successor and his staff had left
England on August 5. Unwelcome news; although one could not help being
glad at Kellett’s recovery.
The boats by which we ascend the river are comfortably fitted for
sleeping; then we have a messing boat, a cooking boat, and one for the
servants. Rougemont and Stanhope, with the rest, including Chow-Wang
the mandarin, who has always accompanied me. We are eleven boats; each
bearing a small flag, white with a red cross, St. Andrew’s shape.
[Sidenote: Peiho River, Oct. 3.]
I am afraid the Sabbath is somewhat lost sight of, the only consolation
being that the tracking coolies might have been employed in a less
congenial way. They have no weekly rest-day.
Our volunteer provider and supervisor of everything is pronounced to
be an impostor, and Mandarin Chow-Wang is a useless expense. However,
Scott’s and Stanhope’s servants and my man Aitken do their best; the
great difficulty being to keep the boats together, that with the
provisions being always out of the way. Grapes, water-melons, and
onions to be purchased at the villages. The water is too muddy even to
wash in.
A hot, dry, south-westerly wind blowing much dust, books and papers
curling up; preferable to wet and damp though!
[Sidenote: Oct. 5.]
Still moving up the river; but our progress has been slow owing to the
difficulty of keeping so large a number of boats together. However,
all seem jolly and good-tempered; no one more so than our good-natured
Prince, whom every one delights in.
Yesterday (4th) at Hosinu, the half-way town, we found that good fellow
Conolly, who had come to meet us from the Legation, bringing me a
letter from Sir Rutherford, and to the Prince a hearty welcome.
Nothing could have been more absurd than the plan laid down for so
large a party by our self-appointed adviser, Mr. Porter of the Imperial
Customs. The idea of riding up in the cool and splendid weather of
September is all well enough for one or two, but he undertook to mount
our nine selves, four European servants, and convey luggage, to do
which he proceeded from Nagasaki on board the _Adventure_ in advance.
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