Mr.Tremberth of the Bible Christian Mission, leaving by the south gate early one morning, disturbed a dog eating a still living child that had been thrown over the wall during the night.

Its little arm was crunched and stript of flesh, and it was whining inarticulately--it died almost immediately.

A man came to see me, who for a long time used to heap up merit for himself in heaven by acting as a city scavenger.

Early every morning he went round the city picking up dead dogs and dead cats in order to bury them decently--who could tell, perhaps the soul of his grandfather had found habitation in that cat?
While he was doing this pious work, never a morning passed that he did not find a dead child, and usually three or four.

The dead of the poor people are roughly buried near the surface and eaten by dogs.
An instance of the undoubted truth of the doctrine of transmigration occurred recently in Chaotong and is worth recording.