Beautiful doors separated the boiler room and the sugar mill. Can you imagine the gracefully curving steps in a power plant today?
Empty spools, thousands of them, were around the mill.
This movable chute came off its rails.
Around the corner from the old boiler room.
Much of the milling equipment predated the mill itself, so I would not be surprised if this particular machine really dates to 1860.
A tunnel connecting the two larger caves in the hill; those that Jacob vented in the rear. The vents are still extant!
A guard to keep sawdust from the water fountain.
One of the pair of motors that powered this mine shaft. In the 1950s, this shaft was designated a rescue shaft, and was only maintained for emergencies. One reason that Cheratte built Shaft 3 nearby was because these motors and infrastructure did not have the capacity that the giant mine below called for.
In the ward for the criminally insane, this door was the most-worn. Nail scratches mark the area around the peep hole, the wood is gouged everywhere from thrown chairs and hard kicks, and a ominous blood-colored stain is visible where it dripped in the second inset from the bottom. Aside from the damage, the coloring in this section was very vibrant, though it was probably little reprieve for those who had to work here.