Supplement, April 10,
ILLUSTRATED LONDON NEWS
THE WAR IN CHINA
(Top picture caption: Officer's quarters,
provisional battalion Royal Marines on the walls of Canton.
Bottom picture caption: The old landing place, Canton.)
The cozy quarters of the officers of the Provisional
battalion of Royal Marines given above were perched on the
walls of Canton. It was here that our Artist spent a
few days and nights, as he says, "very picturesquely."
The Old Landing-place, Canton, with its Babel-like
confusion , is then described by the Times
correspondent:--"The point is where
a shallow streamlet or drain falls into the river, about a
mile to the east of the south-eastern corner of the city
wall. Suburban water-side hovels once covered the area
upon which the promiscuous crowd now raging, and shooting,
and pushing, and struggling; but those hovels are now only
heaps of rubbish. Twenty or thirty ships' boats have
their bows against the bard: the Commissariat lords, the
General's chop-boat (which in the confusion was once seized
upon by a French ship-of-war and taken down the river),
several gun-boats, and the Commissariat lie off the river.
Packages innumerable, baggage and bales, barrels and cases,
munitions of war and munitions for the stomach, are piled
about in mountains . . . . Everybody wants and escort, and
everybody wants a troop of coolies. Oh those patient,
lusty, enduring coolies! It was a valuable legacy
which Colonel Wetherall left us, that Coolie Corps.
They carried the ammunition on the day of the assault close
up to the rear of our columns, and when a cannon shot took
off the head of one of them the others only cried "Ey yaw!"
and laughed, and worked away as merrily as ever . . . .
The French are already passing in strong bodies, carrying
up their heavy baggage to the front. Ever and anon
some gaping Chinaman is urged by curiosity to approach the
crowd. Quick as lightning Johnny Frenchman seizes him
by the ear, pops the end of a bamboo pole upon his shoulder,
gives him a kick in the rear, and makes him trot off, a
pressed porter, amid the jeers of our Commissariat coolies.
When a long pile of baggage-carriers has been formed an
escort is given and away they go through the dangerous
débris of wrecked houses which intervene between the
landing-place and the East-gate." A new landing has been
made at the south-east point of the city by Capt. Hall,
which, by way of compliment to that energetic officer, is
called Hall's terrace.