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
Next day, Saturday, Lieut. Douglas and Mr. Witts, who were kept on the
opposite side to us, were taken out of their cages in the daytime, and
allowed to walk about the yard; and as they were not prevented coming
over to us, they heard our tale, and related theirs in return. Captain
Anstruther and Mrs. Noble were kept in separate rooms in another yard;
they also were allowed their liberty by day, but when night came,
all were locked down in their cages. Through Captain Anstruther's
entreaties (who had many opportunities of seeing the mandarins, besides
having the advantage of the captured interpreter's company) a doctor
came to see some of the prisoners, two of whom had the dysentery very
badly, besides several who had spear wounds, and others whose flesh
the irons had galled and worked into sores; to the latter he applied
plasters, with a pink powder, which healed them in a short time; but
as for those who had the dysentery, he merely felt the pulse, looked at
them, and went away, leaving orders that the lids of their cages should
always be left open, and the irons taken off their hands.
On Monday morning, Lieut. Douglas came over, and told us we were all
going to be removed to a more comfortable place; he and Mr. Witts very
soon after were taken away. We had an early supper, and as soon as we
had finished, some mandarin officers arrived, one carrying a small
board, with some Chinese characters upon it. Their arrival caused a
great bustle, and the jailer came in, unlocked the long chain that
went through all the cages, and took five of the prisoners away with
him. They walked out of the yard, and soon after he returned and took
five more, and so on till it came to my turn; I was then lifted out
of the cage, and walked out of our yard into a smaller one, where the
ring was taken off my neck, and the irons off my hands, my legs still
remaining chained. I was here motioned to sit down on a small form,
and on looking round I perceived Mrs. Noble standing at a gate in one
corner. I had not seen her since the wreck, so wishing to speak to her,
I got up, and was going towards her, but my keepers immediately stopped
me, and one, to my surprise, said, "Must not, must not." I turned to
him directly, and said, "Do you speak English?" he replied, "Yes,
sare;" though on my asking him some other questions, he either would
not or could not answer me. On my again attempting to go to Mrs. Noble,
he repeated his former expression, and put his hand on my shoulder to
prevent my rising. I was obliged, therefore, to content myself with
exchanging a few signs with her.
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