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Such shortly is the system of manufacture. During mahye the factory is a busy scene. Long before break of day the ryots and coolies are busy cutting the plant, leaving it in green little heaps for the cartmen to load. In the early morning the carts are seen converging to the factory on every road, crawling along like huge green beetles.
Scene in the Factory. Fluctuation of produce. Chemistry of Indigo. Indigo is manufactured solely from the leaf. When arrangements have been made for cutting and carting the plant from the fields, the vats and machinery are all made ready, and a day is appointed to begin 'Mahye' or manufacture.
With a drawling dull indifference, the lank, hatchet-faced servitor of the master servitor of the grave read off the items: The Relict of Josue Anquetil, Centenier, in account with Etienne Mahye, Master of Burials. Item: Livres. Sols. Farth.
With a drawling dull indifference, the lank, hatchet-faced servitor of the master servitor of the grave read off the items: The Relict of Josue Anquetil, Centenier, in account with Etienne Mahye, Master of Burials. Item: Livres. Sols. Farth.
Paid to Gentlemen of Vingtaine, who carried him to his grave .................. 4 4 0 Ditto to me, Etienne Mahye, for proper gloves of silk and cotton ................. 1 0 0 Ditto to me, E. M., for laying of him out and all that appertains ............... 0 7 0 Ditto to me, E. M., for coffin ............ 4 0 0 Ditto to me, E. M., for divers ............ 0 4 0 The Master of Burials interrupted.
It brought tears of gratitude to his eyes when the death and the scandal were in high places. These were the only real tears he ever shed. His heart was in his head, and the head thought solely of Etienne Mahye. Though he wore an air of sorrow and sympathy in public, he had no more feeling than a hangman.
His sympathy seemed to say to the living, "I wonder how soon you'll come into my hands," and to the dead, "What a pity you can only die once and second-hand coffins so hard to get!" Item: paid to me, Etienne Mahye, droned the voice of the apprentice, for rosewood coffin
"If you want to flourish yourself, don't mind me," said he, and picking up the next account, he began reading: Mademoiselle Landresse, in the matter of the Burial of the Sieur de Mauprat, to Etienne Mahye, &c. Item The first words read by the apprentice had stilled the breaking storm of the Master's anger. It dissolved in a fragrant dew of proud reminiscence, profit, and scandal.
Paid to Gentlemen of Vingtaine, who carried him to his grave.................. 4 4 0 Ditto to me, Etienne Mahye, for proper gloves of silk and cotton................. 1 0 0 Ditto to me, E. M., for laying of him out and all that appertains............... 0 7 0 Ditto to me, E. M., for coffin............ 4 0 0 Ditto to me, E. M., for divers............ 0 4 0 The Master of Burials interrupted.
It brought tears of gratitude to his eyes when the death and the scandal were in high places. These were the only real tears he ever shed. His heart was in his head, and the head thought solely of Etienne Mahye. Though he wore an air of sorrow and sympathy in public, he had no more feeling than a hangman.
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