Hawthorne--The Celestial Railroad: "The road now plunged into a gorge of the Delectable Mountains, and traversed the field where, in former ages, the blind men wandered and stumbled among the tombs. One of these ancient tomb-stones had been thrust across the track, by some malicious person, and gave the train of cars a terrible jolt. Far up the rugged side of a mountain, I perceived a rusty iron door, half overgrown with bushes and creeping plants, but with smoke issuing from its crevices.
'Is that,' inquired I, 'the very door in the hill-side, which the shepherds assured Christian was a by-way to Hell?'
'That was a joke on the part of the shepherds,' said Mr. Smooth-it-away, with a smile. 'It is neither more or less than the door of a cave, which they use as a smoke-house for the preparation of mutton hams.' "