Narrative of a Recent Imprisonment in China after the Wreck of the KiteScott, John Lee
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Narrative of a Recent Imprisonment in China after the Wreck of the Kite
Scott, John Lee
China -- Description and travel; China -- Social life and customs -- 1644-1912; Prisoners of war -- China -- 19th century
On the sail being removed, that we might be taken out of the boat, the
first thing that met my eye was one of our guns, with the carriage
belonging to it; soon after I saw another gun and its carriage. To
enable the Chinese to get these guns, the tide must have fallen
considerably after we left the wreck. The sight of these guns, as may
be imagined, caused me anything but pleasurable sensations, as they
proved beyond a doubt to our captors, that we had come to their coast
with warlike intentions; and though they would perhaps be ashamed to
kill a few shipwrecked merchant sailors, they might not hesitate to do
so, if they could be certain that we had been concerned in the recent
warfare, and these guns were strong evidence against us.
On being taken out of the boat, a long bamboo was passed between the
bars of my cage, and two men, placing the ends on their shoulders,
lifted it off the ground; and in this manner I was carried through an
immense crowd, the bearers sometimes stopping to rest, and placing my
cage on the ground, upon which the people gathered round and began to
torment me, as they had done in former cases. At length, after passing
through a great many streets, some of them very gay, we arrived at an
open space, at the end of which were large folding gates; through these
I passed, and after going up one or two passages, I found myself in a
large hall. It was a large plain room, with a balustrade running down
each side, behind which were several rough horses, saddled and bridled.
At the end opposite the door was a large red silk canopy, under which
was a small table, covered with a green cloth, and on it several metal
plates and vases, dedicated to the manes of the ancestors of the
person to whom the house belonged.[5] Many of the prisoners in their
cages had arrived before me, and the rest followed in due time. The
Chinese ranged us in our cages in two lines, one on each side of the
hall; and at the end of each line they placed one of the guns, with its
muzzle towards us. When we were thus arranged, like beasts in a show,
many well and richly-dressed people came to look at us; and none but
the better sort seemed to be admitted, for, with the exception of the
soldiers, there were no ragged people in the place. Our visitors were
mostly dressed in fine light silks, beautifully worked with flowers and
figures of different descriptions. All of them had fans, some of them
prettily painted, and others plain. One or two of the men had enamelled
watches, which they wore hanging to their girdles by a gold chain. We
were treated pretty well by them, as they gave us fruit and cakes, and
sent water to those who asked for it.
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