I think they must have been half- smothered under the mass of covering.

Inside, on the floor, lay a poor old woman, the death-rattle in whose throat proclaimed that her end was fast approaching.

The four bedsteads were likewise occupied.

I did not observe that the mouths and noses of these poor creatures were stopped up with mud from the Ganges: this may, perhaps, be the case in some other districts.

Near the dying persons were seated their relations, quietly and silently waiting to receive their last breath.