American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1881-10-15

a robber as l am n murderer"
Ought Passepartout to tell these
things to his master? Would it be
proper to inform him of the part played
by FIX in this affair? Would it not be
better to wait until his return to Lon
don, to tell him that an agent of the
Metropolitan police had followed him,
and then have d laugh with him? Yes,
doubtless. In any event. it was n mat
ter to BIO looked into. The most press
ing thing was to rejoin Mr. Fogg and
get him to pardon him for his inexcusa-
BILE conduct.
Passepartout then rose. The sea was
rough, and the ship rolled heavily The
worthy fellow-his legs not very steady
yet--reached as well rs he could tho
aiter-deck of the ship.
He saw no one on the deck that re-
sembled either his master or Mrs.
Aouda.
Good" said he. MRS. Aouda is
still abed at this hour. AS for Mr..
Fogg, he has probably found some
,wshist-;player' and according to his hab-
So saying, Passepartout descended to
the saloon. Mr.. Fogg was not there.
Passepartout had but one thing to do:
occupied. The purser replied that he
did not know any passenger of that
name.
Pardon me,'' said Passepartout.
persisting. "The gentleman in ques-
ton is tall, cold, non-communicative,
accompanied by a young lady"
I'VE have no young lady on board"
replied the purser. ITO convince you.
here is the list of passengers. You can
examine it."
Passepartout looked over the list.
His masters name did not appear.
He felt bewildered. Then an idea
struck him.
"Ah! but see! am on the CarnaticP'
he cried.
YES" replied the purser
I'm route for Yokohama?'
EXACTLY 500
Passepartout had for moment feared
that he had mistaken the vessel But
though he was on the Carnatic, he was
certain that his master was not there.
Passepartout dropped into an arm
chair. 1t was a thunder-stroke for
him. And, suddenly, there was a CLEAN
of light. He recollected that the hour
of departure for the Carnatic had been
anticipated, that he was to notify his
master, and that he had not done it,
1t was his fault, then, if Mr.. Fogg and
Mrs. Aouda had missed this steamer!
His fault, yes, but still more that of
the traitor who, to separate him from
his master, to keep the latter in Hong
Kong. had made him drunk! For at last
he understood the detectives maneu-
yer. And now MIR. Fogg surely ruined,
his bet lost, arrested, perhaps impris-
oned! Passepartout at this thought tore
his hair. All! if Fix ever fell into his
hands, what a settlement accounts
there would be!
Finally, after the first moment of be-
wilderment. Passepartout recovered his
GOODNESS and studied the situation. 1t
was not enviable. The Frenchman was
on the road to Japan. Certain of ar
irving there, how was he to get away.
His pocket was empty. Not shilling,
not penny in it! However, his pas
sage and meals on board were paid in
advance. He had then five or six days
to come to decision. 1t could not be
described how he ate and drank during
the voyage. He ate for his master,
for Mrs. Aouda, and for himself. He
ate as if in Japan, where he was going
to land, was desert country, bare of
every eatable substance.
At high tide on the morning of the
18th, the Carnatic entered the port of
Yokohama
This place is an important stopping
point in the Pacific, where all the mail
and passenger steamers between North
America, China, Japan and the Malay
Islands put in.
The Carnatic came alongside the
wharf at Yokohama near the iettieS of
the port and the Custom House, in the
midst of the numerous vessels belong
ing to all nations.
Passepartout set foot, without any
enthusiasm. on this SO curious soil of
the Sons of the Sun. He had nothing
guide, and to go at a venture through
the streets of the city.
Passepartout had, it is true. one re-
source; it was to make himself known
at the French or English Consular
Agents established at Yokohama; but
he hated to tell his story, SO intimately
connected with that of his master, and
before coming to that he wished to ex-
haust all other chances.
Then, having gone through the Euro
pean quarter of the city without chance
having served him in anything. he en-
tered the Japanese quarter, decided. If
it was necessary, to push on to Jeddo-
The native portion of Yokohama is
called Benten, from the name of god
dess of the sea, worshipped in the
neighboring islands. In the streets
there was a constant swarm, going and
coming necessarily; priests passing in
procession, beating their monotonous
tambourines; patrol men, Custom.
House or police officers, with pointed
hats incrusted with lac. and carrying
two sabers in their belts; soldiers
stripes, and armed with percussion
muskets; guards of the Mikado, envel-
oped in their silken doublets, with
hauberk- and coat-of-mail, and a num-
Der of other military men of all ranks
for in Japan the profession of a soldier
is as much esteemed as it is despised in
China Then, mendicant friars, pill
grims in long robes, simple civilians,
with their glossy and jet-black hair,
large heads, long bust, slender legs,
short stature and compilations from the
dark shades of copper to dead white,
but never yellow like that of the Chi
nese, from whom the Japanese differ
essentially.
Passepartout walked for some hours
in the midst of this checkered crowd,
looking at the curious and rich shops;
the bazars where are heaped up all the
display of Japanese jewelry; the restau-
rants, adorned with streamers and BAN
ners, into which he was interdicted
from entering; and those tea-houses in
which are drank full cups of the warm,
fragrant tea, with "saki "a liquor ex-
tracted from fermented rice-and those