Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1870-06-16
He'll in a Chinese village.

Pekin correspondence Springfield Re-
publican.
On Saturday, November q, we ar
rived at Renchu, an awful place. /
wrotein my diary "hell and, indeed"
l had a terrible sense of being on the
borders of the Internal regions. Lit
tie girls of 10 and II came and raped
at my door. might they sing?''
"Yes, sing.n And they sang very
sweetly for Chinese. But, alas, the
Wordsf My eyes were opened, and /
said, @Girls, you must CO." Before
nightfalI a number of prostitutes came
before my door and with the most
~unblushing effrOntery sought TO enter.
They marched up and downthe street
in troops and filed all the taverns.
One Of them suddenly entered my
room while 1 was shaving, sat down
and inquired, eHad l any clothes to
mend?'1 And so that word got into
my diary. do you wonder? DO not
their steps take hold on hell2 When
I learned, at length, the history of
those women, I did not detest them any
more, hut grew sad and pitiful They
had been bought for a few dollars, or
at most twenty or thirty dollars, at
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twelve or thirteen, and the rest of the
story need net be told. If they ply
their trade(D successfully they receive
their food and clothes, and if not they
are turned Oh to shift for themselves.
Can you imagine anything good in
such a place? WAS quite amazed the
next day to find in the very heart of
the city a temple with the representa-
ton of he'll. This is intended to
startle the people into goodness. If
you can print anything so bad, viii
attempt a partial description. Seated
liz the center, with the appearances of
repose, and no suffering, yet looking
down sternly upon the prisoners, was
King Yen. Before his majesty were
men kneeling and praying for pardon.
Atone end OF the long room a imam was
being transformed into q donkey. The
sprite who performed the job had got
the man hOrizOntaIized, and standing
upon what had formerly been hands
and feet, but were now hO0f5, and was
then at work upon the name. Rev.
Edward Beecher should have taken a
trip to Ching where he would have
found the doctrine Of tranSmigFatiOn
of souls already worked out. He
might have been saved much distress
full IOgic.) At the other end of the
building a man was climbing an
almost perpendicular ice mountain,
and another was descending, head
downward. In the center of the
building, and a little to the left, stood
a sprite saving a man through the
middle from head to foot, andloOking
round at him with a horrid grin. A
little to the right d man was climbing
a red hot post" fire post"
| Near this last figure was a
bridge, with some persons upon it
whose sins had been RENTED, and
who were going-my Informant didn't
exactly know where. Some were
thrust under the bridge and were
lying there. One man | saw whose
body was nearly gone, being crushed
within the folds of a serpent, Every
thing was nude, and everything was
dreadful, though not so dreadful as
the living, moving panoramic hell l
saw the night before at the mn. L
stood, Sabbath morning, before this
temple on a raised platform. 1t was
a fair day and on every side were
sales OF articles large and small. /
commence to speak, and Immediately
all business was at an end, and there
was a hush. What did it mean ?
Perhaps it was the voice and man
ner of the speaker, for what l had wit
messed had,made me!terribly earnestin
rebuking sin and showing its real and
dreadful consequences. Not a word
from the large crowd TO the end. After
preaching, a few books were given,
and we separately and that evening
the old story was repeated. God
pity them. Three days after l ar
rived home, having been absent sew
enteen days and travelled about $50
miles, all by cart. | had intended to
write something Of the attitude of
the Chinese toward foreigners, of
which l have had experience. But
that and other matters must wait
auOthpr month