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
The day passed on, and supper-time came; this meal was the same as
the morning's: after it was over, and the room swept, an officer came
in, and distributed rugs amongst us; one rug between two. These were
a great improvement upon the mats, being soft to lie upon during the
hot weather, and warm to cover us, in case of our remaining there the
winter. At dark, the watch was set, the same as down at the jail, only
here the noise was not so incessant; and indeed the watchmen very often
fell asleep, and left us undisturbed a long time.
FOOTNOTE:
[9] Note 8.
CHAPTER V.
Physician--Visitors--Day's employment--Taken before the
mandarin--Letters and clothing from Chusan--Chinese clothes--Irons
taken off--Return home--Salamanders--Amusements.
The next morning one of the Melville's boys was taken ill of the
dysentery; the doctor came to see him, and prescribed some medicine,
which came in the shape of a bitter brown mixture; it did him no good,
for in a few days he grew so much worse, that he was removed down to
the jail again, where, by-the-bye, the two marines who were ill had
been left, as they were unable to bear the moving. Poor fellows! they
felt very much being separated from their comrades, and left behind;
but it was of no use complaining; they were obliged to submit. As for
the boy[10] that was taken from us, (the same that I dragged out of the
water when we were wrecked,) he left us, I might almost say, with a
determination to die, so entirely did he despair; his forebodings were
too true, as he died shortly after in the jail.
The window was besieged all day by well dressed persons, who came to
see "the lions;" at first we only looked again, but getting bolder by
degrees, we turned beggars, and from every fresh batch that came to the
window, we requested something--either money, tobacco, or cakes, not
being very particular: if they refused to give anything, we immediately
slid the panels to, which most effectually prevented their seeing us,
and the soldiers, our guard, very soon turned them out. Our grating was
blockaded continually in this manner for more than a week, when the
visitors ceased to come, and we were left in quietness.
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