A Chinese Review

A Chinese review has just been witnessed and described by a correspondent of the Shanghai Courier. The men, ciad in uniforms of red and blue, were ranged in two ranks, every tenth man holding a bright scarlet flag, while a sergeant in the middle gave the time to the advance by waving a huge crimson standard. At the sound of a hom, which resembled the humming of a gigantic bee, the batallion prepared to receive cavalry. Out popped a soldier brandishing a pike, which he poked at an imaginary assailant ; then, nttering a shriek like an owl, he flourished his shield, turned a somersault, and trippingly retired to the rauks. When everybody had popped out, brandished and poked his pike, shrieked like an owl, Hourished his shield, thrown a somereault, and retired, the big bore hummed once more, the soldiers formed in square, and one of them danced gravely but energetically forward, throwing out his right leg with a graceful jerk; then, bounding backward, he again danced forward, this time throwing out his left. Then he jumped, he waltzed, he capered, he pranced, he turned head over heels, rolled himself well in the dust (which rose in clouds), stood on the back of his neck while he flourished his legs in the air, recevered himself, grasped wildly with his arms at nothing in particular, made a grotesque courtesy to the Viceroy, and retired. With this martial spectacle the review cencluded.