in the body, their unity with the lifeless form was felt to avail but little.
The body was conveyed to Greenwood Cemetery, followed only by the family, and a very few intimate friends.
, a minister in the Society of Friends, addressed some words of consolation to the bereaved family, as they stood around the open grave.
affectionately commended the widow to the care of the children.
In the course of her remarks, she said, ‘I have no unity with these costly monuments around me, by which the pride and vanity of man strive to extend themselves beyond the grave.
But I like the idea of burial grounds where people of all creeds repose together.
It is pleasant to leave the body of our friend here, amid the verdant beauty of nature, and the sweet singing of birds.
As he was a fruitful bough, that overhung the wall, it is fitting that he should not be buried within the walls of any sectarian enclosure.’
Three poor little motherless German boys stood hand in hand beside the grave.
Before the earth was thrown in, the eldest stepped forward and dropped a small bouquet on the coffin of his benefactor.
He had gathered a few early spring flowers from the little garden plot, which his kind old friend used to cultivate with so much care, and with childish love and reverence he dropped them in his grave.