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higher. The crew refused to obey, and one 

 of us remained awake most of the night to 

 enforce the order. 



On the morning of the 7th., the boat was 

 at anchor near the city of Fu-Yang. The 

 day was bright and the air clear and invi- 

 gorating, and notwithstanding the annoy- 

 ances caused us by our crew we still were 

 hopeful that all would end well, and we 

 gave ourselves up in admiration of the 

 scenery. On a hill, shaded with somber 

 looking trees stood a temple, built near 

 the river as if intended to appease dragons 

 which, when incensed, the natives say 

 would lash its waters into fury. Near this 

 city we went ashore, on both sides of the 

 river, and although the cover was all that 

 could be desired the pheasants were very 

 scarce. 



We were still in bad luck, but we were 

 only at the beginning of our plan of 

 campaign, and our minds were fully made 

 up to see the end of it. As twilight came 

 on there came with it a refreshing wind 

 from the direction of the bay and directly 

 up the river in our favor. The sail was 

 hoisted, and under the impression that the 

 boat would sail on for the night I retired 



