, 1885-12-02
The slooo-Dslnkgas or PARIS.
seens at 81 Public siauxhtsrinE Place
yuItnrs Consumption

49,
SuIture onsumption
Paris Cor. Hartford Times.l
There are nearly 1000 men and boys
employed in the abattoirs, and thoy
begin their work as early as 3 or 4
O'Clock in the morning, and are USUALLY.
through for the day about IL or 10
o'clock noon. Their method of kill
ing is to stun the OK and cut the throsts
Of tho sheep. The OK is led to his place
Of execution often against his will. for
il seems almost as though instinct, or
more probably the smell OF the blood OF
the preceding victims, tells him that
death is at hand. But his struggles are
in vain. Twenty or thirty men with
ropes and progs are too much for even
a frightened bull, and he stands quiyer
ing in every limb before his .execu-
toner.
Before he has been taken from his
stall the black cap has been put over
his head so that he can not see his
Surroundings, else would he be still
more desperate in his fight. There he
stands. with scores of ~carcasses all
around him and the very ground Grim
son with blood, of which the very odor
causes him to tremble. For a moment
no pauses in his struggling. b%ewildered
by the rough handling he has received
from the combined strength of so
many men, and by the st%rangeness of the
blind folding cap. That pause is fatal.
whit goes the executioner'S slim
hammer as it crashes through the bull S
skull, and instantly all Of his limbs
completely relax. The legs have no
more strength, and the great fat beast
drops with n dull thud to the ground.
Cne more blow between the horns
quickly follows. Then a long stick
half nm inch in diameter is thrust
through the first hole in the skull to q
depth of fourteen or sixteen inches; a
rope Is quickly Topped I'VE the upper
fore leg as the animal lies, struggling.
on IFS side, and the leg is held firmly
against the body to protect the cut
throat. who now pounoes upon the neck
as David did the failed Goliath, and
thrusts his keen blade through tho main
arteries of the throat.
See the dark crimson flood gushing
forth in n stream six or eight inches
wide and two inches thick See the
blood suckers, these vulture consump-
tiyes, rush up with their cups of silver
or glass to catch the precious blood a.
eagerly as though sinners plunged be-
meath that flood lose all their guilty
stainsl 1t is a sight once seen
never to be forgotten. | once witnessed
the execution OF a 20-year-old boy when
the rope broke and the condemned had
to be carried, half dead, again to the
scaffold and be held up while another
rope was adjusted to his neck; and |
have heard the shrieks of a mother who,
on the morning Of the execution, was
refused a last farewell of her son; but,
cruel aud brutal as did these incidents
seem at the time, they were not 80 hor.
rible as was the sight of these blood
drinkers crowding and struggling about
their helpless prey, and almost quarrel
ing with each other in their attempts 10
get the hearts best blood ere that heart
had hardly ceased to throb.
Oh, noble humanity Here in this
motley crowd of some twenty or thirty
consumptives are old men who, though
feeble, come every day for their favorite
beverage. Here are young girls of II
Oh 10 years who have hacking coughs,
or whose systems are delicate. They
stand there in pools of blood and drink
their medicine without a vince. Here
is a richly-clad mother who, ] am told,
has hardly ever failed during the last
year TO come every morning with her
baby, now 4 years old, and both mother
and child drink of the blood, AT first
the very thought of it makes them sick,
but soon the appetite grows on them
like the appetite for opium or strong
drink. They cease to think of its re-
pulsiveness, and then they themselves
become repulsiye.