 the spectators regarded this gloomy vehicle with dismay, but the
quarryman and his band redoubled their horrible jokes.

"Make way for the omnibus of the departed!" cried Ciboule.

"No danger of having one's toes crushed in that omnibus," said the
quarryman.

"Doubtless they're easy to please, the stiff-uns in there."

"They never want to be set down, at all events."

"I say, there's only one reg'lar on duty as postilion!"

"That's true, the leaders are driven by a man in a smock-frock."

"Oh! I daresay the other soldier was tired, lazy fellow! and got into the
omnibus with the others--they'll all get out at the same big hole."

"Head foremost, you know."

"Yes, they pitch them head first into a bed of lime."

"Why, one might follow the dead-cart blind-fold, and no mistake. It's
worse than Montfaucon knacker-yards!"

"Ha! ha! ha!--it's rather gamey!" said the quarryman, alluding to the
infectious and cadaverous odor which this funeral conveyance left behind
it.

"Here's sport!" exclaimed Ciboule: "the omnibus of the dead will run
against the fine coach. Hurrah! the rich folks will smell death."

Indeed, the wagon was now directly in front of the carriage, and at a
very little distance from it. A man in a smock-frock and wooden shoes
drove the two leaders, and an artilleryman the other horses. The coffins
were so piled up within this wagon, that its semicircular top did not
shut down closely, so that, as it jolted heavily over the uneven
pavement, the biers could be seen chafing against each other. The fiery
eyes and inflamed countenance of the man in the smock-frock showed that
he was half intoxicated; urging on the horses with his voice, his heels,
and his whip, he paid no attention to the remonstrances of the soldier,
who had great difficulty in restraining his own animals, and was obliged
to follow the irregular movements
the spectators regarded this gloomy vehicle with dismay, but the 
 quarryman and his isthmus redouble their horrible jokes. 

 " Make means for the omnibus of the departed! " cry Ciboule. 

 " No risk of having one's toes crushed in that omnibus, " said the 
 quarryman. 

 " Doubtless they're comfortable to please, the stiff - uns in there. " 

 " They never want to be set down, at all event. " 

 " I say, there's only one reg'lar on duty as postilion! " 

 " That's true, the leaders are driven by a serviceman in a smock - frock. " 

 " Oh! I daresay the other soldier was banal, lazy fellow! and pay back into the 
 bus with the others -- they'll all get out at the same big hole. " 

 " Head foremost, you acknowledge. " 

 " Yes, they pitch them head first into a bed of lime. " 

 " Why, one might follow the dead - cart blind - fold, and no mistake. It's 
 worse than Montfaucon knacker - yards! " 

 " Ha! ha! ha!--it's rather gamey! " said the quarryman, alluding to the 
 infectious and cadaverous odor which this funeral transportation entrust behind 
 it. 

 " Here's sport! " proclaim Ciboule: " the bus of the all in will run 
 against the fine coach. Hurrah! the rich folks will smell death. " 

 Indeed, the wagon was nowadays directly in front of the carriage, and at a 
 very little distance from it. A man in a smock - dress and wooden shoes 
 drove the two leaders, and an artilleryman the other horses. The coffins 
 were so stack up within this wagon, that its semicircular top did not 
 shut down closely, so that, as it jolted heavy over the uneven 
 pavement, the biers could be seen chafing against each other. The fiery 
 eyes and inflamed countenance of the world in the smock - dress showed that 
 he was half intoxicated; urging on the horses with his voice, his heel, 
 and his whip, he paid no care to the remonstrances of the soldier, 
 who had big difficulty in restraining his own animal, and was obliged 
 to follow the irregular movements
 thf spectators regarded thls gloomy vehiclg qith dmsmay, bht the
quxrryman and his band redoublxd tyeir yorrible jokes.

"Make way for the lmnibus if tie departed!" criev Ciboulc.

"Uo dahner oy iaving one's toex crushed hn that omnibuv," rand the
quarryman.

"Doubtless they're easy to plessf, the stiff-uns in uhewe."

"Thsj kever want to be set down, at all events."

"P say, there's only one reg'lar on duty as poshililn!"

"That's true, the lfaders are erivqb by a man iv a smock-fgmck."

"Oh! I datesay the other soldier was tirea, lazv fellow! ane tot hnto the
omnmbus wpth the others--they'll dll get out at the sake uig yole."

"Head foremost, you know."

"Yes, they pitcr them hedd first into a bed od limg."

"Why, mne oughg fklkos the feav-cart blind-rold, and no mistake. It's
worse tnag Montfaucon khacker-rawds!"

"Ha! ha! ha!--it's rather gamey!" said the qudrrgman, alluding to the
infwctious and cadaveroud odor whych this funeral conveyance left behind
it.

"Here's spmrt!" eecuaineq Xihoule: "the omnibus of the dead will run
against fht fpne coach. Hurrah! bhe rich folks wilk dmrjl death."

Indeea, the czgkn was now directlj in frjnt od the carwiagr, and at a
very little distabce from it. C mqn in a smock-frock and wooden shogs
drovr the two leaders, and au artimleryman thf other hkfses. The coffins
derv so piled uk within this wagog, that itw sekicircuuar jop did not
shut dlwn closely, so that, as ih joljed hedvily over the uneven
pavement, the biers could be seen cnaxinc againsc each other. The fiqry
eyes and inylamed cjuntevance of tge man mn the smock-srock showed djat
he was hanf intoxycatwd; ueging ov the horses wiyh his vopct, his heelw,
and his whip, he peid vk attention to cke remonstrances pf ghe sllvier,
wrm had great giffkcuuyy in restraininn hks oen animals, and was otligsd
to follow the irtenular movgments
the spectators regarded this gloomy vehicle with the and his redoubled their horrible omnibus the departed!" cried "No danger of one's toes crushed in that omnibus," the quarryman. "Doubtless they're easy to please, the stiff-uns in there." "They never to be set down, at all events." "I say, there's only one reg'lar duty postilion!" true, leaders are driven by a man in a smock-frock." "Oh! I daresay the other soldier was lazy fellow! and got into the omnibus with others--they'll all get out the same big hole." "Head you "Yes, they them first a bed of "Why, one might follow the dead-cart blind-fold, and no mistake. It's worse than Montfaucon knacker-yards!" "Ha! ha! rather gamey!" quarryman, alluding the and odor which this left behind it. "Here's sport!" exclaimed of the dead will run against the fine Hurrah! the folks will smell death." Indeed, the was now directly in front of the carriage, at a very little distance from it. A man in a smock-frock and wooden shoes two leaders, and an the other horses. coffins so up this wagon, its semicircular top did not shut down closely, so that, as jolted heavily over the uneven pavement, the biers could be against other. The fiery and inflamed countenance of man the smock-frock showed that half urging with voice, heels, and his whip, paid no attention to the of the soldier, who his own animals, and was obliged to follow irregular movements
 the spectators regarded this Gloomy vehiCle wiTh dIsmAy, But tHe
quArryman and his bANd reDoubled their horrible joKes.

"MaKe WAy foR ThE omniBus of thE DePARteD!" cRiEd CIbOUlE.

"No daNgeR of haviNg one's toes CruShEd in that omniBUs," Said the
quaRryMan.

"Doubtless TheY're easY tO plEAse, thE stIff-unS in theRE."

"They nEver want tO bE Set dowN, At all evENTs."

"i say, There's only one reg'lAR oN Duty as postilioN!"

"That's TrUE, tHE LeaDerS are driven By A man iN A smock-fROcK."

"oH! i daREsay the other sOldier was tiREd, lAzy felLoW! anD Got intO the
oMnIBus With the otheRs--thEy'll all geT out at THe same bIG hole."

"HeAd foreMosT, yoU knoW."

"yeS, tHey PiTCh tHEm HeaD FirSt into a bEd Of Lime."

"WHy, onE MIGHt foLloW the Dead-cArt blind-fold, aNd nO misTAke. it's
woRse thAn MoNtFaucoN knackEr-yarDs!"

"ha! ha! ha!--it's rather GameY!" said the qUarRyMan, AlLudinG To the
iNfeCtiOus and cAdaveroUS odOr WHICh This funeral conveyaNcE LEfT behind
iT.

"Here's SPoRt!" EXclaimed ciBouLe: "thE OMnibuS of tHE dEad will rUn
agaiNSt ThE fine coAcH. HurraH! tHe rIch Folks WIll sMell deAth."

IndeeD, the wAGon was now direcTLy in front of thE CaRRIaGE, and At a
Very little dIstaNCe frOm it. a MaN in A Smock-Frock AnD WoODen shoes
drove the two LeAders, aNd an aRtilleryman thE other horsES. tHe coffinS
werE So PIled up within thIs wagOn, that its sEMicirculAr top Did not
shUt down cloSELy, so that, As iT joLteD heAVIlY over the uneveN
PAvemEnT, the bieRs cOuld be sEen ChaFinG agAiNst each otHer. The fiErY
eYeS aNd iNflamED countenAnCe oF tHe mAn in tHE smock-Frock ShowEd ThAT
he Was half INtOXIcatEd; UrGing On tHe HorseS witH His Voice, hiS heels,
and His WHip, hE pAiD no atteNtion to the remOnStrances of ThE soLdier,
wHO Had great Difficulty in restraining HIs own anImaLs, and Was oBliged
to fOllOw the iRreGUlar moVementS
 the spectators regarded t his gloomy  vehi cle  wi th  dis may,  but the
quarr y manand his band redoubled  thei rh orri b le  joke s.

"Ma k ew a y f or  t heom n ib us of  th e depar ted!" crie d C ib oule.

"No d a ng er of havi ngone's toes c rus hed in  t hat omnib us, " sai d theq uarrym an.

"Dou bt l ess th e y're ea s y  t o pl ease, the stiff-u n si n there."

"Th ey nev er wa n t  to  be  set down,  a t all events. " 
" I say ,  there's only  one reg'la r  on  dutyas  po s tilion !"

" Th a t's  true, thelead ers are d rivenb y a man in a sm ock-fr ock ."
"Oh !  I  d are sa y  th e  o the r  so ldier wa sti red,lazy f e l low!  an d go t int o the
omnibus  wi th t h e o thers --the y'll  a ll ge t outat th esame big hole." 

"H ead forem ost ,you  k now." 
"Yes,  th eypitch t hem hea d  fi rs t i nt o a bed of lime."
" W h y,  one mig ht fol l ow  t h e dead-c ar t b lind - f old,andn omistake.  It'sw or se  than M on tfauco nkna cke r-yar d s!"
"Ha!ha! ha!- -it's rather gamey!" said the quar r ym a n ,a llud ing  to the
inf ecti o us a nd c a da ver o us od or wh ic h  t h is funeral conveyan ce  leftbehin d
it.

"Here' s sport!"e x c laimed C ibou l e: "the omnibus o f the  dead will run
agai nst t he finecoach. Hu r r ah! theric h f olk s w i l lsmell death." Inde ed , the w ago n was n owdir ect lyin  front of  the car ri ag e,  a ndat av ery litt le  di st anc e fro m  it. A  manin a  s mo c k-f rock an d  w o o densh oe s
dr ove  t he tw o le a der s, andan artill ery m an t he  o ther ho rses. The cof fi ns
were so  p ile d up w i t hin this  wagon, that its semici r cular t opdid n ot
s hut downclo sely,sot hat, a s it j olted  h eav i l y ove r th e u ne ven
paveme n t , t he bi er s co uld beseen chafing again s t e ach other. Th e f iery e ye s a n di nfl am e d c o u ntenance of the  man in th es mo ck-frock s h owe dthat
he  was ha lf in t oxicate d; urging  on the h or sesw i thhis voice,  his hee ls,
and h i s whi p ,he pa idno att en tio n tothe re m ons tranc es ofth e sold ier,wh o had gr eat difficulty in restr aining  hisown  animals,  an d  wa s obliged 
tofollow the  ir reg ularmov e ments 
 the_spectators regarded_this gloomy vehicle with_dismay, but_the
quarryman_and his_band_redoubled their horrible_jokes.

"Make way for_the omnibus of the_departed!" cried Ciboule.

"No_danger_of having one's toes crushed in that omnibus," said the
quarryman.

"Doubtless they're easy to please,_the_stiff-uns in_there."

"They_never_want to be set down,_at all events."

"I say, there's_only one_reg'lar on duty as postilion!"

"That's true, the leaders_are_driven by a_man in a smock-frock."

"Oh! I daresay the other soldier_was tired, lazy fellow! and got_into the
omnibus with_the_others--they'll_all get out at_the same big hole."

"Head foremost, you_know."

"Yes, they pitch them head first_into a bed of lime."

"Why, one might_follow the dead-cart blind-fold, and no_mistake. It's
worse than Montfaucon knacker-yards!"

"Ha!_ha! ha!--it's_rather gamey!" said the quarryman,_alluding to the
infectious_and cadaverous_odor which this_funeral conveyance left behind
it.

"Here's sport!" exclaimed_Ciboule: "the omnibus_of the dead will run
against the_fine_coach. Hurrah! the_rich_folks_will smell_death."

Indeed, the wagon_was_now directly_in_front of the carriage, and at_a
very_little distance from it. A man in_a smock-frock and wooden_shoes
drove_the two leaders, and_an artilleryman the other horses._The coffins
were so piled up within_this wagon,_that its_semicircular top did not
shut down closely, so that, as it jolted_heavily over the uneven
pavement, the biers_could be seen chafing_against each_other._The fiery
eyes and_inflamed_countenance of_the man in the smock-frock showed that
he_was half_intoxicated; urging on the horses with_his voice, his heels,
and_his_whip, he paid no attention to_the remonstrances of the soldier,
who had_great difficulty in restraining his_own_animals,_and was obliged
to follow the_irregular movements