Household words, No. 2, April 6, 1850 : $b A weekly journal
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Household words, No. 2, April 6, 1850 : $b A weekly journal
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Labourers with pick-axes and spades came hurrying to the spot, and
began to dig a circular hole of some seven feet in diameter. Then came
others with a great wooden roller on a stand, with a thick rope, like a
well-rope, wound round it; and fixing this across the top of the hole,
they let down a basket, ever and anon, and brought it up filled with
earth and stones. It was evident that they were employed in sinking a
shaft.
They worked away at a prodigious rate, the descending baskets
continually taking down men with pickaxes and spades; and next with
carpenter’s tools and circular pieces of wood-work, with which they
made an inner frame round the sides of the shaft below. Bricklayers,
with hods of bricks, were next let down in the baskets, and with the
support of the circular frame beneath, they rapidly cased the inside
of the shaft with brickwork up to the top. More and deeper digging out
then took place—more wooden frame-work below, with more brickwork round
the sides, and gradually sinking lower and lower. This was continued
again and again, till suddenly loud cries from below announced some new
event. The diggers had arrived at springs—water was gushing in upon
them!
Up came the rope and basket with three men standing up inside and
holding on the rope, and two men and a boy clinging round rope and
basket, and round each other as they best could, and with no small
peril to all. Leaping, scrambling, or lugged to the side, they relieved
the basket, which rapidly ran down again to bring up others.
Meanwhile came labourers heavily trotting beneath the weight of pumps
and pump-gear; and they rigged up the pump, and as soon as all the men
and boys were out of the shaft, up came the water pouring in a thick
volume, now mud-coloured, now clay-coloured, and now grey and chalky.
At length the volume became less and less, and soon there was no more.
Down again went basket after basket, with men or boys in them. Flashley
shuddered, as something within him seemed to say ‘_Your_ turn will
come!’ Up came the clay, and the sand, and the gravel, and the chalk
as before; and soon a mixture of several earths and stones. Thus did
they toil and toil below and above, winding up and winding down, till
at last a shout of success was heard faintly echoing from the deep pit
beneath, and presently up came a basket full of broken limestone, and
grit, and red sandstone—and coals!
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