The passengers of our boat were of less varied character than those on a Mississippi steamer.  There were two Russian merchants, who joined us at meal times in the cabin but slept in the after part of the boat.  One was owner of a gold mine two hundred miles north of Nicolayevsk, and a general dealer in everything along the Amoor.  He had wandered over Mongolia and Northern China in the interest of commerce, and I greatly regretted my inability to talk with him and learn of the regions he had visited.  He was among the first to penetrate the Celestial Empire under the late commercial treaty, and traveled so far that he was twice arrested by local authorities.  He knew every fair from Leipsic to Peking, and had been an industrious commercial traveler through all Northern Asia.

Once, below Sansin, on the Songaree river, he was attacked by thieves where he had halted for the night.  With a single exception his crew was composed of Chinese, and these ran away at the first alarm.  With his only Russian companion he attempted to defend his property, but the odds were too great, especially as his gun could not be found.  He was made prisoner and compelled to witness the plundering of his cargo.  Every thing valuable being taken, the thieves left him.

In the morning he proceeded down the stream.  Not caring to engage another crew, he floated with the current and shared with his Russian servant the labor of steering.  The next night he was robbed again, and the robbers, angry at finding so little to steal, did not leave him his boat.  After much difficulty he reached a native village and procured an old skiff.  With this he finished his journey unmolested.

There were fifteen or twenty deck passengers, a fair proportion being women and children.  Among the latter was a black eyed girl of fifteen, in a calico dress and wearing a shawl pinned around a pretty face.  On Sunday morning she appeared in neat apparel and was evidently desirous of being seen.  There were two old men dressed in coarse cloth of a ‘butternut’ hue, that reminded me of Arkansas and Tennessee.  The morning we started one of them was seated on the deck counting a pile of copper coin with great care.  Two, three, four times he told it off, piece by piece, and then folded it carefully in the corner of his kerchief.  In all he had less than a rouble, but he preserved it as if it were a million.

[Illustration:  CASH ACCOUNT.]

The baggage of the deck passengers consisted of boxes and household furniture in general, not omitting the ever-present samovar.  This baggage was piled on the deck and was the reclining place of its owners by day.  In the night they had the privilege of the after cabin, where they slept on the seats and floor.