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
We first entered the carpenter’s shop, where we found a number of
boys at work, under the instruction of an English mechanic. Here Mr.
Hewitt pointed out a lad of twelve or fifteen years of age, as a son
of Umhala, one of the most distinguished Kaffir chiefs. The boy’s name
was Condele, and he was in fact a prince of the blood royal. They all
appeared cheerful and happy, although seemingly shy of strangers, and
were diligently at work, making lecterns and other church furniture.
Mr. Hewitt remarked that they worked chiefly on such articles, which
were made of teak-wood and finished in a nice manner. We also visited
the other workshops, which presented about the same appearance,
excepting the tailoring-room, which was under the supervision of
an English woman, whose sewing-class numbered but seven boys. The
school-room was a large and airy apartment, floored with red tile,
and well furnished with the necessary fixtures. Upon its walls were
suspended maps and cards, and on the latter were printed texts of
Scripture.
The chapel, a spacious and well-proportioned room, was appropriately
fitted up with seats, having an altar, chancel, and reading-desk of
teak-wood, all made by the students. It was used only for the daily
Church Service, as on Sunday the officers and students attend worship
at St. George’s Cathedral; and the choir of boys we heard there, as
already stated, was composed of the students from this College. The
walls were prettily painted in a sort of fresco, and were done _con
amore_ by some amateur lady-artists of Cape Town. Over the altar
and between the two windows back of the chancel, there was a large
illuminated cross, about which was entwined a vine; while over and
at each side of it was traced in illuminated letters the text, “I am
the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman.” The stone-colored,
or shaded ground of the walls was flecked with what seemed to us
a representation of the _fleur-de-lis_, although it may have been
intended for the plume of the Prince of Wales. This was done in a
tint of maroon. The floor was of wood, and carpeted, and the building
was well ventilated,--the ceiling of all the apartments rising to the
pointed roof, from which height a rustic chandelier was suspended,
constructed of some dark wood, in the form of a cross, and furnished
with sockets for candles.
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