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 harbor of Hong Kong--which is said to be one of the finest in the
world--is elliptical in form, and completely landlocked by mountains
and bold rocks, which give it an exceedingly picturesque appearance;
while the large amount of shipping, and great number of boats, that
always throng its waters, present a scene full of life and bustling
activity. My destination was Whampoa, but arriving at Hong Kong in
advance of our time, the friend who was to meet me there had not yet
reached the colony. I was, however, warmly welcomed by my friend and
countryman, Mr. S----, the United States Naval Agent at Hong Kong,--at
whose house I was most hospitably entertained, and kindly cared for.
When in a foreign land, the love of country, like one’s religion,
becomes a sacred emotion; and as I had learned, while on my voyage,
to regard our national flag with increased affection, I was pleased
to find it floating at the stern of Mr. S----’s gig, and to be taken
to the landing under its protecting folds. The Chinese boatmen at the
oars, who were arrayed in the blue and white uniform of our navy
sailors, also caused my thoughts to turn anxiously homeward, where
thousands of our noble soldiers and sailors were sacrificing their
lives in order to sustain the free institutions of our fathers.
All Hong Kong was agog with the excitement caused by the rumors of a
war between the United States and England; and many of the colonists
believed that a serious collision was inevitable. Among our own
countrymen there was a variety of opinions, and an anxious looking for
the result, which was expected by the next mail.
Mr. S----, who magnified his office, and whose patriotism had the ring
of the true metal, had in his “compound”[7] a high flag-staff, at the
head of which, in fine weather, the “Star-spangled Banner” was always
flying. One day, when speaking of the possibility of a confirmation of
the war news, he remarked that he should not, under any circumstances,
lower his colors, nor order any of his people to take them down. He
added, however, that the moment the Colonial Government were certain
of their right to do so, they would undoubtedly remove them, and take
possession of his establishment; but that they would find very little
property to seize, as he had already taken the precaution to dispose
of, and send home, his most valuable stores.
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