RETURN TO SHANGHAI.
Departure from Han-Kow.--Chinese Military Art.--A Marvellous Echo.--The Imperial Canal.--Approach to Chin-Kiang.--The United States Steamer Alaska.--Running down a Junk.--An Apology from the Viceroy.--The Comprador.--Chinese Ladies. --Embark on an English Steamer.
Steamer Plymouth Rock, Yang-tse-kiang, December 13th.--We left the wharf at Han-Kow at daylight this morning, and in returning to Shanghai we are expecting to enjoy, by daylight, the scenes lost to us by night in ascending the river. The banks below Han- Kow are low and flat, with a city at almost every bend, but the mountains crowd closely on the plain.
December 14th.--Night and rain came down upon us as we approached Ku-Kiang, but with only this pleasant consequence, that we gathered at the dinner-table in our cabin the merry party which we were to have met on the Bund. When they had retired, certain tall natives of the country, of course olive-colored, with glazed crowns and smoothly-braided queues, brought two gardenvases and two baskets, each of the latter containing what our gentle friends at home would pronounce "a love" of a tea-set--one vermilion, the other blue. Thanks to Mr. Rose.
At Zuaking is a gleaming white pagoda, one hundred feet high, with a cupola of burnished brass. It has seven verandas, the roof of each ornamented with bright, tinkling bells. At its base is a military school.