Earlington (Ky.) -- Newspapers; Hopkins County (Ky.) -- Newspapers
After they had partaken of the refreshments so bountifully
furnished on the surface of the earth, they were invited by
the proprietors of the mines to a feast under the earth that
rivalled in splendor the dreams of Aladdin. They were conducted
to the main entrance of No. 11 vein of coal, where cars drawn
by mules, had been provided in which to take the journey; and
taking their seats, each one having provided himself with a
little tin miner’s lamp, they were whirled into the bosom
of mother earth through a solid vein of coal eight feet in
thickness, around curves and up grades for at least a mile—the
miners blasting in the vein beneath, (No. 9,) sounded like
a salute of welcome from distant canon. Approaching their
destination, away off through the dark cavern could be seen
twinkling lights, like stars on the brow of night, which, on
a nearer approach, were discovered to be a thousand candles
lighting up a magnificent chamber or Hall. The contrast between
the narrow and dark tunnel through which they had been conveyed
and the lighted chamber was grand and inspiring; but when
on approaching nearer, the car was greeted by the notes of
the “Red, White and Blue” from a brass band stationed at the
extreme end, it became overwhelming, and the souls that had
been hushed into awe and silence by the wonders of the journey
and the grandeur of the scene broke forth into loud huzzahs
that made the hallways ring. It brought to memory the tale of
some robber chieftain returning with his booty to his home in
the cave. Getting out of the cars they found themselves in a
large and spacious room cut out of solid coal, with chandeliers
of candles pending from the roof and jetting out from the
sides; two long rows of tables, capable of seating two hundred
persons, covered with white cloth and laden with the fat of the
land—mutton, hams, the nicest of butter, bread and cakes, the
purest old Java and the richest of cream to give it flavor and
color. Attentive waiters under the direction of the proprietors
were busy in making each guest whet his appetite.
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