the ordinary umbrellas, lictors, gongs, feathers, and ragamuffins are there in force; the examiners and the highest officers are carried in open chairs draped in scarlet and covered with tiger skins.  The dead silence that falls on the crowd betokens the approach of the governor, who brings up the rear.  Then the bustle of the actual examination begins.  The hall is a miniature city.  Practically martial law is proclaimed.  In the central tower is a sword, and misdemeanor within the limits is punished with instant death.  The mandarins take up their quarters in their respective lodges, the whole army of writers whose duty it is to copy out the essays of the candidates, to prevent collusion, take their places.  Altogether there must be over 20,000 people shut in.  Cases have been known in which a hopeful candidate was crushed to death in the crowd at the gate.  Each candidate is first identified, and he is assigned a certain number which corresponds to a cell a few feet square, containing one board for a seat and one for a desk.  Meanwhile the printers in the building are hard at work printing the essay texts.  Each row of cells has two attendants for cooking, etc., assigned to it, the candidates take their seats, the rows are locked from the outside, the themes are handed out, the contest has begun.  The examination is divided into three bouts of about 36 hours, two nights and a day, each, with intervals of a day.  The first is the production of three essays on the four assigned books; the second of five essays on the five classics; the third of five essays on miscellaneous subjects.  The strain, as may be imagined, is very great, and several victims die in the hall.  The literary ambition which leads old men of 60 and 70 to enter not unfrequently destroys them.  Should any fatal case occur, the coffin may on no account be carried out through the gates; it must be lifted over or sometimes through a breach in the wall.  Death must not pollute the great entrance.  At the end of the third trial, the first batch of those who have completed their essays is honored with the firing of guns, the bows of the officials, and the ministry of a band of music.  Three weeks of anxious waiting will ensue before a huge crowd will assemble to see the list published.  Then the successful candidates are the pride of their country side, and well do the survivors of such an ordeal deserve their credit.  The case of those who are in the last selection and are left degreeless, for the stern reason that some must be crowded out, is the hardest of all.

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