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the latter, with the rapidity of thought, pushes 

 his skewer betwixt the fore leg and the body, 

 quite into the heart, and there gives it a turn 

 or two. The pig can rise no more, but 

 screams for a minute or so, and then expires. 

 This process is continued till they are all 

 despatched, the brutes sometimes rolling over 

 the butchers, and sometimes the butchers over 

 the brutes, with a yelling enough to stun one's 

 ears. In the mean time, the screams become 

 fainter and fainter, and then all is silence on 

 the death of the last pig. A cart is in attend- 

 ance ; the carcasses are lifted into it, and it 

 proceeds through the street, leaving one or 

 more dead hogs at the doors of the different 

 pork shops. No blood appears outwardly, nor 

 is the internal hemorrhage prejudicial to the 

 meat, for Rome cannot be surpassed in the 

 flavour of her bacon, or in the soundness of 

 her hams. 



A day or two after our arrival in the Eternal 

 City, Fathers Glover and Esmonde, of the Pro- 

 fessed House of the Society of Jesus, came to 

 see me. We had been school-fellows together, 

 some forty years before, at Stonyhurst in Eng- 

 land, and our meeting was joyous in the ex- 



