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GETTING KID OF A SPY. 



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looked rather disconcerted, and walked out of the 

 house. 



Having completed my arrangements in the house, 

 I went out to call upon Mr. Morrison, interpreter to 

 the British Consulate, who was very unwell, and had 

 got as far as this place on his way to Hong-kong. 

 The house in which he had taken up his quarters 

 was only about two or three hundred yards from 

 mine. As I was walking thither, some one came 

 trudging behind me, and on looking round I disco- 

 vered my old friend the mandarin at my heels. 

 When I turned round he stopped for an instant, and, 

 as I looked intently at him, he seemed inclined to 

 pass on. I stopped him, and asked him, as politely 

 as I could, where he was bound for. He said he was 

 going to some place on the river side, with which I 

 was unacquainted. " Could you not go there to- 

 morrow ?" said I ; " pray do, for I am going there 

 to-day, and company is disagreeable to me." With 

 that I put my hand on his arm, turned him gently 

 round, and made him a very polite bow. The fellow 

 looked rather confused, grinned, and walked away, and 

 I never saw him again. I was afterwards informed 

 that all foreigners are dodged in this way, and all 

 their operations duly reported to the authorities. 



I had often heard of a celebrated Buddhist temple, 

 not very far from Foo-chow, so I determined to pay 

 it a visit. It is called the Temple of Koo-shan, and 

 is situate amongst the mountains, a few miles to the 

 eastward of the city. This temple seems to be the 

 Jerusalem of this part of China, to which all good 



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