Summary

Samuel Murray Seven Legs Across the Seas: A Printer's Impressions of Many Lands

A Hindu widow is thought much less of than a pariah dog; she is the most pitiable object on earth.
Leaving European and official sections of Calcutta, one comes to street after street without sidewalks; with heavy ox-cart traffic; natives as thick as flies, but no white people about; the usual vile odors coming from the bazaar section; bony, half-dressed, ragged people at every turn—all with somber faces.
The native of the Province of Bengal is the proudest man in India, and is said to need watching in transactions of every kind more than those from other parts.
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Samuel Murray Seven Legs Across the Seas: A Printer's Impressions of Many Lands

In the center of a beautiful garden a mound covers the well into which the bodies of the 125 women and children were thrown. On the mound is a memorial in the form of an octagonal Gothic screen, in the center of which, on the actual well, is a white marble figure of the Angel of the Resurrection, with arms across her breast, as if resigned to the Almighty will, each hand holding a palm, the emblem of peace.
Source: Gutenberg

Samuel Murray Seven Legs Across the Seas: A Printer's Impressions of Many Lands

Eighty-nine open graves—mound after mound in as regular order as are boards in a floor—is a gruesome setting that forces one to cast a sad glance at the clouds of black smoke pouring out of the hundreds of smokestacks on the great Gold Reef, and at the gray-colored cyanide banks that half encircle the city of Johannesburg.
Source: Gutenberg

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