Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1840-12-01
WHITE, HENDERSON & co.,

bound Them IN an endoaring affection And a
little farther, sat Mrs. Orr, who, like all the
rest of this devoted band of women, shed the
silent tear as their heads bent in melancholy
sadness, to conceal their flowing grief.
Ii Is not for me 10 nartsle my own private
sorrows. But had learned TO admire this
lovely woman, who, as she now lay reposing
IN her marble, surpassed in her cold and pale
beauty any chiselled perfection in the aris.-
II was the poetry of death ! have elsewhere
seen il on the unsullied face OF the infant lying
IN It's death-sleep, with flower upon its pale
and cold cheek. The scene carried INC back
to another and a bitter hour. And it surely
was an easy thing this day to weep
When the procession moved from the house
a scene PAS paesensst, lisa 7esat,aic pen
should describe without the colouriDgs OF the
Imagination. The reality was al imposing
spectacle A long line of palan9uins and car
rages were occupied by the sympaihizing at
PENDANTS, and along the side of this line of
vehicles walked the young Chinese scholars,
with their hair-braids nearly touching the
ground, and who, in the morning had stood
around the corpse of the departed missionary,
and shed their tears in their young simplicity
They were sad indeed, for hearts so young.
And before them walked the Chinese and Ma
lay teachers. One of the latter had bent over
the coffin of the dead during the morning. and
stream oil silent sorrow poured from his eye
as be gazed on the lovely corpse. She had
oiicn spoken kindly 10 him, as he had given
TO her husband lessons in Malay. Mr.. w
was riding in the palanquin with myself, and
! talked with full heart Of his beloved COM
panion; chershing the many expressions she
had uttered in her last and brief illness, while
unconscious of her near end, but grateful for
the favourable circumstances attendant Oh the
birth of her infant. And like a Christian he
cherished the promises Of his God, and con-
fded in their truth and consolation.
The extended procession advanced through
several ofihe streets, drawing the gaze Of the
Chinese, the Moorman, the Bugs, Sepoy, and
still other classes Of dark men, as the Portu-
guese bearers advance with the dark palled
coffin toits final rest. They wound along the
beautiful bamboo-hedge that empales, in ever
green and soft foliage, this lovely burial place,
, and reached its portal just as the sun was
sending his level beams over the plain, and
gave a mellowed softness and melancholy
charm to the hour, as the coffin rested beside
| the open grave.
The crowd gathered from the carriages to
the spot; and the service was repeated, as
'eauh TO cath, ashes to ashes, dust to dust"
crumbled with its muffled sound upon the
gilded coffin of the young and lovely mission
airy.
How many heart was bleeding as they
turned from the scene. But the hillside,
where now the early departed is gently re-
posing, is lovely spot, The breexes that
sweep up the activity are borne from grove
of the evergreen nutmeg, as fthey would
breath spicy breath for spirit so pure, so
lovely, and we believe now forever happy.
That same graveyard, TO me, will ever
have thrilling interest, not only as a lovely
N al 4 4
irod at an evening hour, reposng in its sweet
seclusion but short way from my lodgings
on shore, but also for hundred strange and
comninglng associations, which memory will
recall in hours of review. II is strange
pathway we measure while we tread our
course of life, so different every successive
year from what we early dreamed of aud per-
haps had planned. And then lis strange in
tersections with the course of others we have
known, in most unexpected circumstances,
and time and place. Within This burial ground
| have stood at the grave of a class-mate,
whom knew at the university, then wild
and popular youth, pursuing the same books,
solving the same problems, con,endng for the
same prizes, and with hopes, doub, not,
swelling his bosom as high as any of his as
soeiaies. saw him not, as | now remember,
form the hour gave him NV hand Of parting,
on the morning succeeding the commence
ment exercises. But frequently heard of
him, and among other things, that lie had be-
come a religious man, pursued his studies of
theology and gave himself 10 the cause of mis-
sons. He went TO China, and from China
puTposed cruise among the islands of these
various seas. lie reached Singapore with fe-
yer already in his veins and after some days
died, in the same dwelling from which the re-
mains OF the lovely missionary this day were
conveyed. while around him stood his breth-
rem who had devoted themselves TO the same
cause. And he was borne 10 the same burial
place, and now lies in his last sleep, TO swell
the number OF early martyrs to the cause Of
Asla'ic missions.
"SrEvENs,' How familiar tina, name sounds
4 in the associations of the college-hall How
strange, whel, pronounced al his tomb IN this
ioreign land,
And here, how often have ] come on solemn
duty since the arrival of our ships at Sigma
pore. Nine tunes have | read the burial ser
wee, IN a less number Of weeks, over SO ma
ny Of our crews, who now lie ~ the death
row OF American sailors, their names only
recorded IN the memory Of their shipmates,
while the monument 10 the last one oflhe las,
wars boalswains designaies their graves and
hin own resting place in the soil Of the enemy
lac had met.
And here too, at early sunrise, while the
dew was yet bespangiing the green spires
which carpet the Aill aide of this sweet spot,
have come TO say the burial-seIyice over the
stranger to myself IN the place Of the English
chaplain, when himself too al Ia ofticiale.--
The custom here Is TO avoid the noOa-dly sun,