By the editor.
Few things have interested me more, in my rambles about the world, and especially over the old countries, than the visits I have made to grave-yards.
country, the traveller, however much his mind may be so disposed, can depend but little on such sources of enjoyment and edification.
It is a sad fault of us Americans
, that, for the most part, we neglect the dead.
We are inclined, generally
, I know, to disparage external appearances.
We have a contempt for ceremonies.
We are a hard, practical people, intensely absorbed in business, surrounded by circumstances which accustom us to the livelier kinds of excitement, educated and impelled in every way to undervalue and lose sight of what may be called the graces of civilization.
These peculiarities, the evidence and influence of which are plainly perceptible through every department of action and sphere of life among us, are to be