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
wearing only the _cummerbund_; while others, bearing themselves with a
manly and reserved air, were elaborately and picturesquely draped in
cotton prints of large figures, and strikingly brilliant colors. We
had two subordinate Custom-house officers on board, night and day, as
long as we remained in port, who were also pure Africans, but dressed
in the European style. All the high officials were Portuguese of
gentlemanly bearing, and wearing the showy uniform of Southern Europe.
We received an early visit from the English Consul, Sir Henry Hartley,
a Post-Captain in the Royal Navy. He is a man quite advanced in
years, having been in the naval service at the time of the fall of
Napoleon, and was also on board the ship that carried him a prisoner
to St. Helena. There was no English mail steamer from this dark,
out-of-the-way corner of the earth, and we were greatly indebted to Sir
Henry for his thoughtful and kind politeness in offering to send our
home mail, with his despatches, to the English Consul at Lisbon, where
they would be forwarded to England, and thence to the United States.
FOOTNOTE:
[1] _Fuego_ is the Portuguese word for fire.
CHAPTER II.
On the afternoon of the 29th of November, after having passed four
days of terrific heat in full view, if not “amid Afric’s burning
sands,” we were finally coaled, and had the steam up ready for sea,
when our captain discovered, much to his chagrin and disappointment,
that the “red-tape” regulations of this dilapidated, out-of-the-world
colony would not permit him to sail until the next morning. It seems
that the harbor-master,--called by the Portuguese _commandante_,--a
sort of official wearing a military cap with bright buttons, and a
uniform ornamented with gold lace, and having a bearing decidedly of
the Spanish hidalgo style,--would not give the _Poyang_ a clearance
nor pilot us out of the harbor until the next morning, because Captain
Briggs had not informed him twenty-four hours previous, as was the
rule, that he designed sailing that evening. The captain, not being
aware of this necessary preliminary, sent a message to the officer;
and, pleading his want of information on the point as an excuse,
requested him to overlook the unintentional disregard of his port
rules, and to permit him to leave. But the Loando port rules, like
the laws of the Medes and Persians, were not to be altered to suit
our convenience, and we were obliged to succumb to the necessity of
remaining another night in the harbor. Our hearts did not go out
very kindly to this grandiloquent _commandante_, for keeping us one
more night than was necessary in the stifling heat and malaria of
the African coast; and on boarding us the next morning, although our
officers received him with the most reserved civility, it did not
seem to disturb his pride, or to diminish in the least degree his
imperturbable reticence and lordliness, which was well worth the
imitation of the most skilful diplomate. The boat of this dignified
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