CHAPTER CVII

SHANGHAI

We weighed anchor early in the morning, and soon entered the harbour of

Shanghai. A little steamer, belonging to the Russian-Chinese Bank, came

to take us on land, and moored opposite the French Consulate. We found

the Russian Consul waiting for us in his carriage, in which we drove to

the Hôtel des Colonies, where we arrived just in time for tiffin. During

the meal a large bouquet of heliotrope, surrounded by white lillies, was

sent to me by the director of the Russian-Chinese Bank. In the afternoon

the Governor of the town, accompanied by other Chinese authorities, came

to congratulate my husband on the occasion of New Year’s Day.

January 2nd.—We took our passage on the _Salasie_, one of the swiftest

boats of the Méssageries Maritimes, bound for Hong-Kong. We leave

Shanghai in splendid weather; the sea is beautiful, the sky of an azure

blue.

We have about two hundred passengers on board. Every one chooses his

company according to one’s taste. I have remarked that people on board

ship impart their affairs to utter strangers after a fashion that would

seem impossible on land. Soon we all became known to one another.

At six o’clock the gong called us to dinner. I was placed just opposite

the captain, an experienced mariner who had sailed for the last

twenty-eight years in these parts. After dinner there was music in the

saloon. The _commissaire_, who had a magnificent baritone voice, with

looks of anticipated success, cleared his voice and began to sing love

ditties. His assistant was induced to exhibit his skill on the mandoline,

after which the Attorney-General of Tonkin, a creole, born at the

Assumption Islands, sang opera airs, all the soprano, tenor and baritone

parts, in his _basso profundo_ voice.

January 3rd.—The _Salasie_ is like a splendid hotel on treacherous

waters. After lunch we went over the steamer and admired it greatly. The

crew is composed of 180 sailors—Chinamen all of them. At six o’clock

in the morning they begin to clean the boat, polishing brass things so

beautifully that they can easily be used as mirrors.

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