RASCALLY WANTON*NESS, 
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among whom lie was living. lie said that it was only six 
years since any foreigner had been allowed to live there, 
and that even now they ran the risk of insult and loss of 
life wdien going through ‘the city.’ In consequence of 
this they generally went in sedan-chairs; but even these 
had been known to be opened and the occupant spit on 
in mere wantonness. 
“ ‘What did he do ?’ I asked. 
“‘Do?’ he replied; ‘he looked straight ahead, like a 
sensible man as he was : had he struck his insulter he 
would liavc been torn to pieces,’ ” 
I did Mr. Sloan the injustice at the time to think this 
might be exaggerated, but subsequently had good cause 
to believe that things were even worse. And now, since 
our return to the United States, I have seen in the Phila- 
delphia Evening Journal of September, 1856, a long 
account of the death of a Mr. Cunningham, under the 
most wanton and unprovoked circumstances. This gen- 
tleman had treated us with marked courtesy during our 
visit to Fou-chow, and was a quiet, inoffensive personage. 
He was murdered by an infuriated mob of the residents 
of the small island which I have spoken of as being near 
the south bank of that river. 
I learned further, from Messrs. Clark and Sloan, that 
the exports from Fou-chow were annually doubling them- 
selves; and that, from the foot of its being the nearest 
seaport to the great tea-district of China, it must eventu- 
ally become the great point of export. 
After breakfast we took sedan-chairs and were carried 
over the bridge and into the densely-packed city beyond 
it. I never before saw such crowds of people as blocked 
