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Image from page 109 of "Under marching orders : a story of Mary Porter Gamewell" (1909)

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Title: Under marching orders : a story of Mary Porter Gamewell

Year: 1909 (1900s)

Authors: Hubbard, Ethel Daniels

Subjects: Gamewell, Mary Porter, 1848-1906

Publisher: New York : Young people's missionary movement of the United States and Canada

Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto

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outed by the captain; angry voicesof sailors contested right of passage with thecrews of other junks. Emerging at last fromthe jam of boats, the men at the oars fell intoa rhythmic tread to the tune of a native boat-song. They were a picturesque lot of men, theseboatmen of the upper Yang-tzu. Mrs. Game-well called them the only picturesque Chineseshe had ever seen. The detested cue hadbeen wound around the head and covered bya turban. The cue is a symbol of the sub-jection of the Chinese, forced upon them bythe haughty Manchus when they took posses-sion of the Chinese government nearly threehundred years ago. The bold men of thewestern provinces scorned this sign of theirhumiliation, and since they dared not cut itoff, took this means of concealing it. Longbandages bound their legs from ankle to kneeto protect from the strain of climbing. Theirtrousers ended at the top of the bandages,and a short jacket belted with a sash com-pleted the costume. The first day beyond Lchang brought Mr.


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Photo by KUiott Tbackers ox the Yaxg-tzu The Turning of the Eoad 77 and Mrs. Gamewell into the solemn presenceof the great gorges of the Yang-tzu. Per-pendicular walls rose a thousand feet abovethe dark stream, shutting out the sky anddaylight. The wind shrieked like a demonthrough the narrow passageway. The trav-elers looked with interest for the little tow-paths which twisted along the ragged edge ofrocky cliffs hundreds of feet above theirheads. Mrs. Gamewell thought there wasscarcely foothold for a mountain goat.Near each rapid dwelt a band of trackerswhose task it was to aid the crews. Some-times the water rushed so swiftly that onehundred extra men were needed for eachboat. It was a breathless moment when thetow-lines were thrown to the trackers,the drum signaled, and the boat dashed intothe current. The men bent almost to theground as they tugged at the long ropes, andthe boat began slowly, inch by inch, to mountthe rushing torrent. For a full half hour thetrackers pulled, the



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