Amoy, Nov, 23.
On Saturday morning last, the lotas-eating tranquillity of Kolangen was suddenly broken by the sounds of most martial band, playing an sir that might been' inspiring had the musicians been greater artists, and their instruments in better tune, Everyone naturally rushed to their doors and windows,—especially the who imagined all sorts of possibilities, ranging from ao unexpected visit from a Republican Taotai to the untimely invasion of a horde of pirates from further op the to the cause, as he was about to band it over to a fourth applicant when taken prisoner. 7
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