The picturesque pocket companion, and visitor's guide, through Mount Auburn

[184] and still slighter ones, not to be described, but by no means to be disregarded. Our engravings, though intended to represent all the principal classes of monuments at least, are hardly of a nature — it is not in the power of the art, indeed — to do what may be called poetical justice to these things. They do not even convey the effect of certain arrangements of conspicuous decorations; as, for example, of the family groups of tombs, which, in several signal instances, are reared with reference to each other, and enclosed together. Those of Waterston, Watts, and Hayes, on the charming slope which overlooks Consecration Dell,¹ are a specimen of this sort; and the monument of Francis Stanton, already mentioned, in the same vicinity, is supported in like manner by those of Messrs. Blake and Hallet. We should commend attention to the general taste of many of the enclosures, but the one which shows the name of “Lawrence,” wrought into the gate, merits a special mention.

Some of our readers, who feel an interest other than that of mere strangers in these grounds, may perhaps miss in our descriptions, something which they would gladly have seen noticed. This must needs be so. The humblest stone, the “meanest dust” is justly dear, we know, to some survivor, but we could