China's Revolution, 1911-1912: A Historical and Political Record of the Civil WarDingle, Edwin John
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China's Revolution, 1911-1912: A Historical and Political Record of the Civil War
Dingle, Edwin John
China -- History -- Revolution, 1911-1912
conversation between two Chinese coolies and gathered from their
remarks that the Hunan raw recruits had been unable or unwilling to
face the northern guns and had gone off by the regiment. Just then a
dismantled gunjunk drifted down from somewhere up-stream. There was
only one man on board, and his unseeing eyes were turned up to the
full glare of the sun. He had evidently been the helmsman, and had
died at his post. There were bullet marks on the woodwork, and a cap
or two lay in the bottom of the boat, and I guessed what had become
of the rest of the boatload. Promptly at ten o'clock I saw the
launch steaming back to us, and almost at the same moment there was a
movement on the part of some troops who had arrived on the Bund and
wished quick transport to Wuchang. Some of them came down as the
boat drew up, but I was informed that this launch was for wounded men
only, of which there was quite a number now being brought in from the
West Gate first-aid place. Whilst getting these on board, the
Revolutionary Army Field Hospital Corps, with their stretchers rolled
up and empty and their kit entire, marched up and began to make a
move on our launch, saying that they also were Red Cross workers, but
after a little difficulty I got them safely by to a boat farther up
the river. They were told of the difficulty we were experiencing in
getting coolies to carry their wounded down from the West Gate and
other places, but they declined to stay any longer in a place that
was "dangerous." Some field-pieces had been brought in by the
retiring troops, and one gunner, unable to get off his gun, brought
in the breech block. There was no "scuttle," but a systematic
retreat of all sections of the army. On my way back to the hospital
(the Baptist Church building) I met a regiment of troops marching up
to the Bund. These had come from the top of Hanyang Hill immediately
to the north of us, and as an officer had already been to tell us
that the army was in retreat we decided to pack up everything--drugs,
instruments, bandages, and all--and leave not even a splint behind.
All the wounded were taken undressed, or with very rough dressing, to
the launch as soon as we could secure bearers. Whilst making another
trip to the launch with some gear, stray bullets pinged by my ear and
plopped into the water. At the same time I heard a noise of firing
at the west side of the city far more distinctly than on the previous
day, and shrapnel began bursting in the city behind us. It was time
we were off. Just as we were casting off some bearers were seen
making their way towards us with another casualty, so we came
alongside and took him in and then steamed away. When off Wuchang we
were stopped by a zealous blackcoat, who presented the wrong end of
his rifle to us and said that he would fire if we proceeded. We hove
to and cast anchor, and waited for this man's officer, who came up,
gave him a scolding, and made him stand to attention in front of the
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