August 12, 1863: Volcano
We had a hot, dusty ride through several mining towns [to Volcano]. Why the place is called Volcano I do not know. Bayard Taylor, in his travels, speaks of several craters near, but no one else has ever seen them—they probably exist only in the poet’s imagination.
There was a terrible accident here [this] afternoon. The premature explosion of a blast horribly burned two workmen; one died this morning, the other will perhaps follow. The poor fellows were brought into town [tonight] and are horrible objects to look at.