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 vessel was covered over with tilts, made of split bamboo, leaving
only the forecastle and poop exposed; under the forecastle-deck was the
tank, and on deck was a sampan, which could be launched at will. The
poop was a very small place, there being only room enough to work the
tiller; and when the wind was adverse, the long tiller was unshipped,
and a short one used instead, and the vessel propelled by means of a
large sweep, which five or six men handled, sculling in the same manner
as we do. The sails were made of cotton, with an immense number of
bowlines, and the tilts were sufficiently strong to allow the men to
walk upon them, and stow or set the mainsail.
Under the covering were three divisions, or holds, in the foremost of
which the soldiers, our guard, and the crew were; in the middle one a
number of boxes (the cargo, I presume) were stowed, and in the third we
ten Europeans were. Abaft this was the cabin, which Captain Anstruther,
Lieut. Douglas, the interpreter, a mandarin, and the captain of the
vessel, occupied.
Breakfast was set before us about eight o'clock, consisting of rice,
very white, and well boiled, pig's cheek in small pieces, eggs,
preserved, I think, in lard, as they were very greasy, pickled fish,
and various other things; had I not been able to distinguish the mark
of division between the yolk and white of the eggs, I should not have
discovered what they were, as they certainly had neither the taste nor
appearance of eggs, being of a deep chocolate colour; however, they,
and all the other things, were very good, and we made an excellent
breakfast.
The Chinese now pointed out whereabouts Chusan lay, and we saw, over
a point of land, the masts of some English vessels. About ten o'clock
we rounded the point, and got into the bay, where several men-of-war
and transports were lying; we soon were abreast of them, and a boat
from one of the men-of-war came alongside, and finding that we were
on board, made a signal to their vessel, when the lower rigging was
manned, and they gave us three cheers; on seeing this, the other
men-of-war and transports did the same, and the bands on board the
transports struck up "Rule Brittania." What my feelings were at
the moment may more easily be imagined than described; after five
months' imprisonment I was once more free, and in the hands of my own
countrymen. I was pennyless, and I might also say naked, for I knew
that the clothes I had on would have to be thrown away; but I was
going amongst Englishmen, and at that time no anxiety for the future
troubled me.
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