Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1863-12-03
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viii find themselves josted and elbow
ID, perhaps approached and cursed, by
hose whom on earth they despised,
stigmatized, and oppressed.
But we will resume our walk, leave
the carriage way, and ascend another
hill, whose statues and columns CLEAN
through the dense shrubbery, and here
We see q splendid square obslisk, made
BY Launitz of New York, and dedicat-
ed to "Margaret Walker" On one
side Of the column is bas-relief of the
Virgin Mother, with the infant Jesus
surrounded by cloud Of glory, from
which peers forth several cherubic heads;
certainly an exquisite piece of work.
4 little further on, and we pause be-
fore this enclosed garden Here mag
nifcent column stands to mark the last
abode Of an honorable man.
JAMES C. JONES'
Born June 7th, 1909.
Died Oct Goth, 1859.
He Governor ofTennessee from 1S41 to 1s45, and
United States Senator from 1851 to 1857.
The living soul of the Internal Improvement Sys-
tenn of this his native State. The incarnation OF
loyalty in private and domestic virtues"
Here is low thick stone, on which
q little child is laid with his lamb en-
folded in his arms, beautiful design,
beneath it lies
SOUR Little Percy"
On the right stands another tower
ing column, it shadows the remains Of
"Rev. William c. Robb.
Born May Sd, 1917. m 3
Died March 11th, 1858
In early life he volunteered in his eoantrys defence
bt afterwards enlisted soldier of the Cross, and
for fifteen consecutive years was faith full minister Of
the Lord Jesus At the time of his death he the
Presiding Elder of the Memphis District, Memphis
Conference, NJ. T. Church. South.
Here is an inscription which is very
touching, and will find an echo in many
mothers heart
$40 our little Daughter.
You will miss her when the flowers coma
In the garden where she played,
We shall miss her by the fireside,
When the flowers have all decayed.
We shall see her toys and empty chair.
And the doll that was her pride.
They will speak with silent voice
Of our little that died."
Yonder is a case at the head of "Little
Cellies" grave, with drum, block letters,
little stove, and all the little playthings,
and the little bunch of flowers lying
fresh upon it's top, bespeak a recent
visit from a loving, thoughtful mother.
Now we find one dedicated
''To my Mother.
Guardian guide and kind protector
More to us than tongue tell,
Childhoods stay and youths director,
Loving motherl Fare thee well."
Here is a most beautiful sentiment
on this small but highly finished shaft:
'To my dear wife
Not day has passed have shed tear for thee.
We pause before the grave Of low
ed one, who has left this lower world
leaving fond heart crushed, but hope
full, breathing the music of deferred
love.
IT'S thus, 'tis thus, the dearest ones
On earth doomed to sever
But tho world above, is the world love-
There, hearts are forever"
Another from deprived family
"To our Mother is very sweet
'Thy mourning children leave thy body hero
And o'er the marble drop the falling tear.
Thy body only sleeps enrobed in clay
Thy siness spirit, seraphs bore away"
Leaving this lovely spot, we cross
the valley, and here is another cluster
of graves Beneath this pillar lies
"Dr. John De Witt,
Died May 18th, 1884
In m4nhood's carly prime, slain by the hand OF an
assassin"
This speaks loudly against southern
morality, for many poor fellow has
been laid away, who is entitled to such
an inscription, as any who have travel
ed in this slave cursed land well knows.
But let us walk on, and look at yon
disclored head-ston. Mark it well,
for here we find proof that "once on
time," honesty had its followers, even
here.
tJame Dixon,
Died july goth, lsto
An honest Man"
There seems little more to interest
us here, so we will, gentle reader, re-
turn to the central group, and here is
.a;,-a ,,ra nifa ohoIicL avi1obt1ry from