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South Canterbury Times, Issue 3120, 3 April 1883, Page 3

Yesterday morning, at Albury, a man named Eenish, or Eemish, who was working in one of the railway shingle pits, suddenly fell down dead. In Canton we visited a restaurant where cats, rats, and dogs were served for food. Dog steak, fried rat, or cat stew were to be had at any hour. It has often been denied, and many affirm that it is only one of. tbe old Peter Parley’s stories, that the Chinese eat these things. But it is true. We saw a whole puppy stewed in a large kettle. We saw a table full of men satisfying their hunger with dog meat, and they ate with a hearty relish. We saw cats and pups in cages for sale, and rats hung up waiting for purchasers. Tbe dishes looked savoury, and the price of a meal was " dog cheap,” but we did not indulge in any “ bow-wow ” soup or feline steak or rodent pot-pie. We weren’t hungry just then. The Celestials will tell you “ rat number one good eatee,” and show yon rats skinned, rats salted, rats dried, rats huug up by the tails, and rats strung on strings. If you doubt the genuineness of the article the proprietor will show you the meat with the hair and tail attached for identification.—Traveller’s Letter.