The next forenoon was fine. As we left Wei Hien we looked lingeringly back to its lofty walls, and the great powder tower that stands just outside the west gate. A mile or two from the city, on the north side of the road, we saw a most gorgeous pei-low, quite new, and of larger proportions and finer workmanship than any we had seen. From every ornament on it, and from every point from which anything could be hung, there floated long banners of scarlet cloth. At all the corners, also, were long draperies of scarlet cloth. The breeze was just light enough to stir the banners and give the whole a jubilant look. The grounds around were newly planted with trees. Hundreds of workmen were busy putting up a fine wall to enclose several acres of ground around this handsome monument.

Who was thus honoured? we inquired; and great was our surprise to be told that it was a lady, the wife of a great man in the city. We could not hear anything more special about her than that she had been good, and very kind to the poor and to the aged. But, alas! she had no sons to hold her memory sacred. Her husband had been a great public benefactor, and had done good service to the city in many ways.