A year in China : $b and a narrative of capture and imprisonment, when homeward bound, on board the rebel pirate FloridaWilliams, Martha Noyes
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A year in China : $b and a narrative of capture and imprisonment, when homeward bound, on board the rebel pirate Florida
Williams, Martha Noyes
Capture at sea -- Personal narratives; China -- Description and travel; Piracy -- Personal narratives
The street of six miles, which we traversed in going through the
suburb of Nantai, on our way to the south gate of the city, is lined
on both sides with shops and residences, and always crowded from morn
till night with a busy, jostling, and noisy moving mass of shopmen,
mechanics, hucksters, and the bearers of heavy burdens. We had up to
this time considered ourselves thoroughly acquainted with the power
and depth of the lungs of a Chinaman, and supposed that the deafening
vociferations and noisy cries, that we had heard in the streets of
Canton, could not be emulated; but after our brawny sedan-bearers
had threaded their way through the suburb of Nantai, and, entering
the city gate, were trotting briskly through North and South Street,
we cheerfully awarded the palm to the sturdy, rough, and noisy
Fuh-chauan. The increase of vile odors also, as compared with Canton,
was in the same ratio; while the people, as a whole, looked much
stouter,--or rather more brawny,--as well as rougher and poorer. At
different places along the street we observed establishments, furnished
with chairs and little tables, where people were drinking tea, and
refreshing themselves with food. These places--which reminded us of
the restaurants of the West--are called tea-pavilions. Very soon after
passing one of these places--which was not far from the south gate--we
were surprised at having our eyes greeted with the sight of a church,
which has been built at that central point by the American Methodist
Episcopal Mission. The edifice--which reminded us, in its exterior,
of some of the village churches at home--is built with a cupola, and
furnished with a bell. It is well located to attract the crowds of
people who, during the day, always throng that great thoroughfare, and,
at any hour it is only necessary to throw open the doors in order to
gather a congregation.
The principal street within the walled city--which is called _Nanka_,
that is, South Street--runs from the south gate nearly to the north,
and is therefore usually called by the Europeans North and South
Street. For a Chinese town, it is a wide and well-paved street, and in
it are located the finest shops in the city. This place had been open
to foreigners for so short a time that we were more of a curiosity,
while in Nanka Street, than in any spot that we visited while in China.
In fact, when entering some extensive china shops, we were so pressed
upon and closely pursued by the crowd on stepping out of our chairs
that we were obliged to rush through the front apartments of the shops
into the large warerooms beyond, in order to escape them. The gentlemen
and Master Charlie were in open chairs, and the latter was an object of
special interest. A foreign boy of fourteen years is rarely seen in the
streets of a Chinese city, and of course our young friend was a great
lion to the curious Fuh-chauans, who turned their heads and gazed after
him as long as he could be seen.
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