 with coffins, symmetrically piled; they stopped before
every house. Men in black and gray garments were in waiting before the
door; they held out their hands, and to some, one coffin was thrown, to
some two, frequently three or four, from the same house. It sometimes
happened that the store was quickly exhausted, and the cart, which had
arrived full, went away empty, whilst many of the dead in the street were
still unserved. In nearly every dwelling, upstairs and down, from the
roof to the cellar, there was a stunning tapping of hammers: coffins were
being nailed down, and so many, so very many were nailed, that sometimes
those who worked stopped from sheer fatigue. Then broke forth laments,
heart-rending moans, despairing imprecations. They were uttered by those
from whom the men in black and gray had taken some one to fill the
coffins.

Unceasingly were the coffins filled, and day and night did those men
work, but by day more than by night, for, as soon as it was dusk, came a
gloomy file of vehicles of all kinds--the usual hearses were not
sufficient; but cars, carts, drays, hackney-coaches, and such like,
swelled the funeral procession; different to the other conveyances, which
entered the streets full and went away empty--these came empty but soon
returned full. During that period, the windows of many houses were
illuminated, and often the lights remained burning till the morning. It
was "the season." These illuminations resembled the gleaming rays which
shine in the gay haunts of pleasure; but there were tapers instead of wax
candles, and the chanting of prayers for the dead replaced the murmur of
the ball-room. In the streets, instead of the facetious transparencies
which indicate the costumers, there swung at intervals huge lanterns of a
blood-red color, with these words in black letters: "Assistance for those
attacked with the cholera." The true places for revelry, during the
night, were the churchyards; they ran riot--they, usually so desolate and
silent, during the dark, quiet hours, when the cypress trees rustle in
the breeze, so lonely
with coffins, symmetrically piled; they stopped before 
 every house. Men in bootleg and grey garments were in waiting before the 
 doorway; they held out their hand, and to some, one coffin was thrown, to 
 some two, frequently three or four, from the same firm. It sometimes 
 happened that the store was promptly exhausted, and the cart, which had 
 arrive full, went off empty, whilst many of the all in in the street were 
 still unserved. In nearly every dwelling, upstairs and down, from the 
 ceiling to the cellar, there constitute a arresting tapping of hammers: coffins were 
 being nailed down, and then many, so very many were nailed, that sometimes 
 those who work stop from sheer fatigue. Then broke forth laments, 
 heart - rend moans, despairing imprecations. They were uttered by those 
 from whom the men in black and gray had accept some one to fill the 
 coffins. 

 Unceasingly were the coffins filled, and day and night did those men 
 work, but by sidereal day more than by nox, for, as soon as it was dusk, came a 
 glooming file of vehicles of all kinds -- the usual hearse were not 
 sufficient; but cars, cart, drays, hackney - coaches, and such like, 
 swell the funeral procession; different to the other conveyances, which 
 entered the street full and went away empty -- these came empty but soon 
 returned full. During that time period, the windows of many houses were 
 illuminated, and often the lights remained burn till the morning. It 
 was " the season. " These illuminations resembled the gleam rays which 
 shine in the gay haunts of joy; but there were tapers instead of wax 
 candles, and the chanting of prayer for the dead replace the murmur of 
 the musket ball - room. In the streets, rather of the facetious transparencies 
 which indicate the costumers, there swung at interval huge lanterns of a 
 blood - red color, with these words in black letters: " Assistance for those 
 attacked with the cholera. " The truthful places for revelry, during the 
 nox, were the churchyards; they ran riot -- they, usually so desolate and 
 silent, during the colored, quiet hours, when the cypress trees rustle in 
 the breeze, so lonely
 wihh coffins, symmetrically piled; they stokpwd befmre
evedy house. Men in black and gray garmeits qere un waiting before the
duor; they jeld out themr hands, and to some, one coffih was vhrown, to
some teo, frequendly three or fmuf, yrom the same house. It sometimes
happqned thst the store was quibkjy eshausted, and the cart, which had
arrjved funl, went away rmpty, whilst many of the dfad ln the street were
dtill unserced. Yb nearly evefy dwelling, upstairs ahd down, from the
roof to the celuar, tkere was a wtynnltg tapping if haimers: coffins were
behng naiked down, and sp meny, wo very many were nained, that sometimes
jhose who foxked stopped from shewr faticue. Dhen vroye rocth lamenhs,
hxart-rending moans, despqiring imprecations. Trvu were uttersd by ehjse
from whom the men in black and gray vad taken some one to fill the
coffins.

Unceasingli were the coffins filled, and day and night did those men
wosk, buv cy bqy mofw hhan by night, for, as soon as it was dusk, came z
gkopmy file of vemicles of all kindx--tje osual hearses dere not
shfficient; but cars, carts, qrays, hackney-cjachrs, and such like,
swelled the funeral probessuon; different to tke other conreyancgs, whivh
entered the streets fbll ans went away empty--thead came empty but sopn
seturned full. During that [eriod, thx winbows of oany housef were
illulinatcg, and often the lihhts temainad burning till the morning. It
was "the season." These illukitatpons reseibled the gleaming rays which
shiue in thz gay faunts of ileasure; uut there wewe tapers insdgad of wax
canvles, and ehe xhanring of orayers for thr dead reilcced the nurmur of
the ball-rpom. Jn the streets, nusueqd of the faceyiojs erwnxpwsencies
which indkcagr the costumtxs, bhefe seung at intervals huce lznterns of a
blood-rrd color, wuth thesq words in blsck letters: "Assistwnce hor thuse
atyached with the cholera." The true llaces fog rcvelry, during the
kighj, were the ehurchyards; they ran riot--they, usually so desolate and
silenr, during the dark, qoieu hours, when vhe cy[ress treas rustle in
the breeze, so lonely
with coffins, symmetrically piled; they stopped before Men black and garments were in held their hands, and some, one coffin thrown, to some two, frequently three four, from the same house. It sometimes happened that the store was quickly and the cart, which had arrived full, went away empty, whilst many of dead the were unserved. In nearly every dwelling, upstairs and down, from the roof to the cellar, there was stunning tapping of hammers: coffins were being nailed and so many, so many were nailed, that sometimes who stopped from fatigue. broke laments, heart-rending moans, imprecations. They were uttered by those from whom the men in black and gray had taken some to fill Unceasingly were coffins and and night did work, but by day more than as soon as it was dusk, came a file of of all kinds--the usual hearses were sufficient; but cars, carts, drays, hackney-coaches, and such swelled the funeral procession; different to the other conveyances, which entered the streets full and empty--these came empty but returned full. During period, windows many were illuminated, often the lights remained burning till the morning. It was "the These illuminations resembled the gleaming rays which shine in the of but there were instead of wax candles, the of prayers for the the of the instead the facetious transparencies which the costumers, there swung at huge lanterns of a in black letters: "Assistance for those attacked with cholera." The true places for revelry, during night, were the churchyards; they ran riot--they, usually so desolate and silent, the dark, when the cypress trees rustle in the breeze, lonely
 with coffins, symmetrically pIled; they stOpped BefOre
EvEry hOuse. men in black and gRAy gaRments were in waiting befOre thE
dOOr; thEY hEld ouT their hANdS, ANd tO sOmE, onE cOFfIn was ThrOwn, to
soMe two, frequEntLy Three or four, fROm The same houSe. IT sometimes
haPpeNed thaT tHe sTOre waS quIckly ExhausTEd, and tHe cart, whiCh HAd
arriVEd full, wENT aWay eMpty, whilst many of tHE dEAd in the street wEre
stiLl UNsERVed. in nEarly every DwEllinG, UpstairS AnD DOWn, fROm the
roof to thE cellar, therE Was A stunnInG taPPing of HammeRs: COffIns were
beinG naiLed down, anD so manY, So very mANy were nAiled, tHat SomEtimES
tHoSe wHo WOrkED sTopPEd fRom sheer FaTiGue. ThEn brOKE FOrth LamEnts,
Heart-Rending moans, dEspAiriNG imPrecaTions. they WeRe uttEred by Those
FrOm whom the men in bLack And gray haD taKeN soMe One to FIll the
CofFinS.

UnceasIngly weRE thE cOFFInS filled, and day and niGhT DId Those men
Work, buT By DaY More than By NigHt, foR, AS soon As it WAs Dusk, came A
gloomY FiLe Of vehicLeS of all KiNds--The Usual HEarsEs were Not
suffiCient; BUt cars, carts, draYS, hackney-coachES, aND SuCH likE,
swElled the funEral PRoceSsioN; DiFfeREnt to The otHeR CoNVeyances, which
entereD tHe streEts fuLl and went away Empty--these CAME empty buT sooN
ReTUrned full. DurinG that Period, the wINdows of mAny hoUses were
IlluminatED, And often The LigHts RemAINeD burning till tHE MornInG. It
was "tHe sEason." ThEse IllUmiNatIoNs resemblEd the gleAmInG rAyS whIch
shINe in the gAy HauNtS of PleasURe; but tHere wEre tApErS InsTead of wAX
cANDles, AnD tHe chAntInG of prAyerS For The dead Replaced tHe mURmur Of
ThE ball-roOm. In the streetS, iNstead of thE fAceTious tRANsparencIes
which indicate the costUMers, theRe sWung aT intErvals hugE laNterns Of a
BLood-reD color, With tHeSe wORDs in bLACk LetTeRs: "AssistanCE For Those
AtTackEd with tHe cholera." The true plACes For revelry, durIng The
nIGHt, WerE ThE ChuRcHYarDS; They ran riot--they, Usually so dEsOLaTe and
silenT, DurInG the darK, quiet hOurs, wHEn the cyPress treeS rustle in
ThE breEZE, so Lonely
 with coffins, symmetrical ly piled;theysto ppe dbefo re
e very house. Me n  inblack and gray garment s wer ei n wa i ti ng be fore th e 
d o o r;th ey  he ld ou t the irhands,and to som e,on e coffin was th rown, to
s ome  two, freque ntl y thre eorf our,fro m the  sameh ouse.It someti me s 
happe n ed that t he  sto re was quickly ex h au s ted, and the c art, w hi c hh a d
a rri ved full,we nt aw a y empty ,  w h i l stm any of the de ad in the s t ree t were 
s til l  unser ved.In nea rly every d well ing, upst airs a n d down, from th e
roof  to  th e ce l la r,  th er e  wa s  a  st u nni ng tappi ng  o f ham mers : c o ffin s w erebeing  nailed down,  an d so man y, so  very  man ywerenailed , tha tsometimes
those  who  worked s top pe d f ro m she e r fati gue . T hen bro ke fort h  la me n t s ,heart-rending moan s, d es pairingimprec a ti on s . They w er e u tter e d  by t hose fr om whomthe me n  i nblack a nd  grayha d t ake n som e  one  to fi ll the
c offin s .

Unceasingly were the coff i ns f il l ed,and  day and ni ghtd id t hose me n
w o rk, b ut by  d a ym ore than by night,fo r, assoonas it was dus k, came ag l o omy file  ofv eh i cles of all ki nds-- the usualh earses w ere n ot
suffi cient; bu t cars, ca rts , d ray s,h a ck ney-coaches,a n d su ch  like,swe lled th e f une ral  pr oc ession; d ifferent  t oth eoth er co n veyances ,whi ch 
en tered the st reets  ful lan d  we nt away em p t y--t he se  cam e e mp ty bu t so o n
r eturned  full. Du rin g  tha tpe riod, t he windows of  m any houses  w ere 
illum i n ated, an d often the lights rema i ned bur nin g til l th e morning . I t
was"th e  seaso n." Th ese i ll umi n a tions r es emb le d the glea m i ngrayswh ichshine i n the gay haunts o f  pl easure; but t her e we r e  t ape r si nst ea d  of w ax
candles, and  the chant in g  o f prayersf orth e deadreplace d the murmurof
the ba ll-room.In  the s tre ets, inste ad of th e facetio u s tra n sp arenc ies 
which  i ndi catethe co s tum ers,theresw ung at  inte rv als huge  lanterns of a
blood-re d colo r, wi ththese wor dsi n b lack lett ers:  "Assistan cefor  thos e
a t tacke d wi t hthe chole ra." The truep la ces f or  revelry, d u r i ngthe
n igh t , were  the  churchyards; the y  ran riot--the y, u s u all y s o  des ol ate and
silent , d ur i n g the da rk , quiet hou rs, when  t h e cyp ress t rees r ustle i n th e  breez e, s o l onely
 with_coffins, symmetrically_piled; they stopped before
every_house. Men_in_black and_gray_garments were in_waiting before the
door;_they held out their_hands, and to_some,_one coffin was thrown, to
some two, frequently three or four, from the same house._It_sometimes
happened that_the_store_was quickly exhausted, and the_cart, which had
arrived full, went_away empty,_whilst many of the dead in the street_were
still_unserved. In nearly_every dwelling, upstairs and down, from the
roof to the_cellar, there was a stunning tapping_of hammers: coffins_were
being_nailed_down, and so many,_so very many were nailed, that_sometimes
those who worked stopped from sheer_fatigue. Then broke forth laments,
heart-rending moans, despairing_imprecations. They were uttered by those
from_whom the men in black_and gray_had taken some one to_fill the
coffins.

Unceasingly were_the coffins_filled, and day_and night did those men
work, but_by day more_than by night, for, as soon_as_it was dusk,_came_a
gloomy_file of_vehicles of all_kinds--the_usual hearses_were_not
sufficient; but cars, carts, drays, hackney-coaches,_and_such like,
swelled the funeral procession; different to_the other conveyances, which
entered_the_streets full and went_away empty--these came empty but_soon
returned full. During that period, the_windows of_many houses_were
illuminated, and often the lights remained burning till the morning. It
was_"the season." These illuminations resembled the_gleaming rays which
shine in_the gay_haunts_of pleasure; but_there_were tapers_instead of wax
candles, and the chanting of_prayers for_the dead replaced the murmur of
the_ball-room. In the streets,_instead_of the facetious transparencies
which indicate the_costumers, there swung at intervals huge_lanterns of a
blood-red color, with_these_words_in black letters: "Assistance for_those
attacked with the cholera." The true_places for revelry,_during the
night, were the churchyards; they ran_riot--they,_usually so desolate and
silent, during the_dark,_quiet hours, when the cypress trees_rustle_in
the_breeze, so lonely