The Archive · 1900

A Sacrifice to Two Heroes

(PROM OUR HSUCHIES connEsrosDENT.)

Thinking it would be of in crest to many of the readers of the ' North-China Daily News," I have translated the following Eologium found in the native Un Gazette" of the 11th inst. In the origi language, it is " beautiful gem, Tt will be remembered that last summer before the Imperial Court fled from Peking, the Empress Dowager lind done to death i a most cruel way the two statesmen Hyit Ching-ch'éng and Yuan Ch'ang, who had dared to advocate " just and righteous policy before that furious Court. We are told that they died in a horrible manner, having been cut or s.wn asunder.

In this issue of the "Universal Guzetie,"" it is stated that on the 4th of November, in the city of Hangchow, at the Dao ancestral hall, on Kushan, the gentry preacuted a sacrifice to the spirits of Hai wud Yuen, Crow. s were present and all the gentry and elders of the district. Kashing 10 represented, and some " Western nien" came to witness the impressive cereies. All were unceasing in praise of ty of those two heroes.

It is very significant that, in the city of Hangchow, the gentry should dare to mak such a demonstration in, honour of women whom the Empress Dowager and hor clique so cruelly put to death.

Now in the twenty-sixth year of Kuang Hau, the ninth month, the thirteenth day, we, their form companions, bring sacrifice to th ts of Haiti and Yuan, saying Alas! you, with united will yourselves alone able to break in two bars of iron, not befited by a hundred udversition, with the high aim of saving your country from danger and delivering her from peril, died for the fast tottering empire. Rigorous in study, you entered into office. You fully comprehended the present domestic end foreign difficulties. You hazarded with boat and oars th" vast waves, yet hoping not to test the whirlwind and the billows 'Weeping blood, you three tines remnstrat. ed with the Throws regarding the very words which, previously discussing, you haa established as true. If he turn a deaf ear, we die; dying, we hav remorse behind us.' Yet cherishing thut sincerity which never reached ite aim, we leave this pit-fall

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