croquemorts

Updated: May 3, 2025

The croquemorts kept a little way ahead, sauntering upon the sidewalk, and their cloaks and oil-cloth hats protected them from a drizzling rain, which now came down, to the grief of the mourners, walking in the middle of the street behind the body. They were seven in number, Messrs.

George Alfred Townsend - Bohemian Days: Three American Tales

When the croquemorts, in a business way, lifted the velvet from the coffin, it was seen to be constructed of strips of deal merely, unpainted, and not thicker than a Malaga raisin box. There was some fear that it would fall apart of its own fragility, but the chief croquemort explained politely that such accidents never happened.

George Alfred Townsend - Bohemian Days: Three American Tales