Marietta daily leader. (Marietta, Ohio) 1895-1906, 1900-09-16
AMID A MOB or BOXERS
Lively Experience Of a Corre-
spondent at Tiol-tsin.
EXCITING RIDE II A RICKsHAW.

In the city. Tells How lie Was
Chased by Crowd of Yellow
Fiends-Fnte of Two Red Handed
Boxer SPIES.
o mandarin. half dyed with opium.
in your gorgeous yamen, in your furs
and silks and satins and peacock feath-
ers, you who in your fanatlcal hatred
of the foreigner who comes to teach
and heal and enlighten-you who
spread these doctrines to prevent, II
possible, the passing away of your
reign, what is to be- laid TO your charge?
Yet, during many days of false
alarms. naval officers of all nationa!i-
ties discussed iced lemon squashes and
gin cocktails Il la Chinois under the
club punkah. and yearned for contact
with the bullet swallowing Boxer. says
Seymour Haniin, staff correspondent
of the New York Journal with the al
lied forces at the front; now In Picking,
writing from Tien-tsin, China, under
date of July 20.
We mounted guards and patrols,
even placed half dozen small-mostly
obsolcte-g guns in position. and nightly
watched and prayed for Boxers. This
was before my first experience with
n no mercy" Chinese mob. So one
night after tttin steered my rickshaw
forth ON n voyage of discovery.
We passed camps of imperial troops
who were there to guard us against the
Boxers. but who prayed in their inmost
souls that the Boxers would scupper
us. while they could loot our lares and
penates and play at foreign devils in
our houses for day or two. They
were foreign drilled troops In dark
blue semi-European clothes. like sail
ors' slops, with knapsack, blanket and
Mauser rifle. and ammunition belt fill
ed with the bullet that sings so sweet
ly and makes Just the tiniest little
round hole and gives no pain at first,
but death speedily or speedy recovery.
Certainly inside the cartridge box were
a few blank rounds in case their for
eign general should order them to fire
on the loyal patriot Boxers.
These chaps made various polite re-
marks, doubtless referring to the gen.
eral character of my ancestry. and
grinned at me as the Scripture hath it.
"rhey go round about the city and grin
like a dog" but made no forcible OBJ
lection to my presence. arrived al
the iron bridge. but no Boxers.
crossed and entered the Bowery por
tion of the city, as it were-the same
quiet respect. A small body Of sol
diers. foreign drilled, passed. | sa
luted the peacock feathered. blue but
toned leader, who bowed graciously il
return. They turned down a sid,
street. felt sort Of feeling that
had gone far enough and could turr
back and go home quickly with my oh
ject accomplished. did not quite see
what good | had done and wished
had not come. or had made my will, ol
left D. p. q. cards on my friends.
That instant thousand yells. stones
from all sides, one small portion of ig
neous rock ut the back of the neck, {
blow in the back, n thousand yells OF
curses. and XIII. kill the foreign dev
H." sweating rickshaw cody drop
ping the shafts in abiect terror. lOol
behind and a glance at the yellow dev
lis swarming out of house and hove
and alleyway. shouting, laughing II
glee, who. bold enough to make the
first decisive blow. which of us shal
hugchee (cut in thousand pieces) the
foreign devil, helpless and alone, yell:
to the crowd to surround in front.
glance from me at the turbid, yellow
river; no hope that way. Boatmen OF
their jupks. the most vicious of Chi
nese lower classes. all ready there.
Happy inspiration! Goodness. smiles
the open sesame to all in Cinnamon
ey--and. If cornered. desperate foot
ball rush into the richest and neares
Chinese shop. bundle out the stuff int
the street and make rush through thu
shop into the yard behind and over th'
wall in n mad scramble for the mex
wall and quieter street
"Rickshaw cody S5 to run, like tn,
deuce go home" said in pigeon Englisl
emphasized with kicks, but he sawed
Soon two good little boys volunteered
their services. and If my sweating, pal
plating rickshaw cody fell not W.
might get through, If not stopped IL
front. On we dashed, bowling anC
smiling at the passersby and thost
ahead of us, gang ahead to stop th'
way. Out comes my revolver, reserved
for eXtremities; they don't stop US. bu
follow close by; more reinforcement
needed to stop one foreign devil; shop
keepers come running out to see tn,
fun, but are apathetic either way. Sud
denly a welcome sight, cadaverou
individual with a glass button and !
stick, viceroys policeman. Out comes
the revolver ard straight at his head.
stop that mob!'
The officer of what little law in Chin
just then might be possessed falls (,
the rear and yells at the mob More re
volver dumb show, Another run witt
my painting, streaming rickshaw coole
for mile or so till we rest in the quiet
er portions of the city nearer the set
tlement.
was the last foreigner in the Tien