The Nevada journal., 1853-10-07

'hlnS OF 4eITOTS nelQ MS Sdturnalla, WITH
a crowd of stolid laborers, who, as they
tumbled the dead into bitches, knocked
them "about the mazzard," and swore dread
oaths, intermingled with the more dreadful
sounds of demoniac jolity.
Long bitches were dug across the great
human charnal. Wide enough were they
to entomb legion, but only fourteen inch
es deep. Coffins laid in them showed
their tops above the surface of the earth.
On these was piled dirt to the depth of a
foot or more, but so loosely, that the myri-
ads of flies found entry between the loose
clods down to the cracked seams of the
coffins, and buzzed and blew there their
orariia, creating each hour their new hatch.
ed swarms.
No sound was there of sorrow within
that wide Gehenna. Men used to the
scent of dissolution had forgotten every
touch of sympathy. Uncouth laborers
with their bare shock heads, stood under
the broiling heat Of the sun, digging in the
earth and as anon they would encounter
an depressing root or stump would swear a
hideous oath, remove to another spot, and
go on digging as before. Now and then
the mattock or the spade would disturb the
bones of some former tenant of the mould,
forgotten there amid the armies of the ac-
cumulated victims. and the sturdy laborer.
with iibe, would hurl the broken frag-
ments on the sward, growl forth an ener-
getic d--n, and chuckle in his excess OF
glee. Skull bones were dug up from their
long sepulchre, with ghastliness staring out
From each lack-lustre, eyeless hole"
without eliciting an "Alas poor Yorick.' y
and with only an exclamation from the dig
ger of Groom for your betters."
Economy of space was the source Of
cunning calculation, in slowing away the
the dead men Side by side were laid two
of gigantic proportions bloated by corrup-
tion to the size of Titans. The central
projections of their coffins left spaces be.
tween them at their heads and heels. This
was too much room to be filled with earth
How should the space be saved? Oppor.
tunely, the material is at hand, for cart
comes numbering in with the corpses of q
mother and her two little children. Chuck
the children in the spaces at the heads and
heels of the Titans, and the mother OUT
there by herselfalone! A comrade for her
will be found anon, and herself and babes
will sleep not the less soundly from the un-
wonted contact!
The fumes rise up in deathly exhalation
from the accumulating hetacombs of fas,
coming corpses. Men wear at their nos
trils bags of camphor and oderous spices
for there are crowds there who have no
business but to look on and contemplate the
vast congregation of the dead. They don't
care if they die tnemselve-they have be-
come so used to the reek of corruption
They even laugh at the riotings oft the skel
eton death, and crack jokes in the herrid
atmosphere where scarcely they can draw
breath for utterance
| The stoical negroes, too, who are hired
at FIVE dollars per hour to assist in the
work of interment, stagger under the stif
ling fumes, and can only be kept at theil
work, by deep and continued potations o
afre water" They gulp deep draught.
of the stimulating fluid, and reeling to thei
tasks, hold their noses with one hand
while with the other they grasp the spade
heave on the mould, and rush back to th'
bottle to guIp again. 1t is jolly TIM
with these ebon laborers, and with thei
white co-workers, az though4le.s and q