"A letter, just received by a gentleman at Hartford from a friend in China, tells what the students, lately recalled from this country, are doing. Fifty-one have been distributed as follows: Twenty to the telegraph office, eight to the medical school, ten to the torpedo school, seven to the mining school, four to the customs department, and two to the government docks. The rest, about forty in number, are in the naval school in Tientsin. A letter from one of the students indicates that the official wrath has been somewhat appeased by the discovery that the boys have not foresworn their country, but have attained real proficiency in many important branches. The young man writes cheerfully about his surroundings and prospects, and frankly admits that he misses the girls more than anything else. He adds: 'When I was in Shanghai, I went to evening service with my hostess' daughter, who is a very pretty sweet sixteen, arm-in-arm, and you ought to see the people stare at us. They would stop in the middle of the street and look at us as if we were so many living curiosities. I suppose they never saw such a breach of the social etiquette before. I had the queerest kind of a Christmas present. What do you suppose it was? I doubt if you can guess it, so I'll tell you. It was a promotion, in the shape of a crystal button, to the fifth rank. How is that for high! There are nine ranks in all, so you see I am half way up the ladder.'"
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