whatever point of view it is considered, who is there, that does not perceive numerous and powerful inducements for aiding in its accomplishment?
How consoling and pleasing is the thought that our memories shall be cherished after death; that the spot, where our ashes repose, shall be often visited by dear and constant friends; that they will there linger, to call up the soothing yet melancholy reminiscences of by-gone times; that the sod which covers us will be kept ever verdant; that a magnificent forest will be reared to overshadow our graves, by those truly kind hands which performed the last sad office of affection; that flowers will fringe the pathways, leading to our lowly resting-place, and their fragrance, mingled with the holiest aspirations, ascend to the throne of the Eternal
To those who mourn, what a consolation to visit the bower-sequestered monument of a much-loved friend, under circumstances and with associations so favorably calculated to revive agreeable recollections of the past; and when those revolting ideas are excluded, which obtrude upon the mind while standing in the usual dreary, desolate and ruinous repositories of the dead.
In the Rural Cemetery
the names and virtues of the departed would live in perpetual freshness, and their souls seem to commune with those who come to do honor to their manes.
Thus would all like to repose in death; and who would not deem it a blessing, to be able to confer that favor on a parent, child, wife, husband or friend?
How can this object be so successfully accomplished as in connexion with an Experimental Garden?
That part of the land which has been recommended for a Cemetery, may be circumvallated by