ABSTRACT
Shanghai as we steamed up the river from Woo-sang appeared to be nothing but a forest of European chimneys seen dimly through a damp grey fog which enveloped everything in its gloomy folds. The river frontage is called " The Bund," and is so purely European in its appearance that were it not for the Chinese ships in the port and creeks, and the Chinese coolies and ricksha-men in the streets, one could almost fancy oneself on a miniature Thames embankment. By the kindness of Mr Wilkinson, Assessor of the Mixed Courts, we were allowed to go there one morning and see justice administered. The Mixed Courts are so called because the cases therein dealt with are crimes committed in the Foreign Settlement, and because a foreign Consular officer sits beside the Native judge and discusses the cases with him, occasionally interfering to procure the mitigation of a too severe sentence.
