The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1892-09-04
A CAPE COD NER
nefsre the Service the Cena Rested UaAer
. Tree In the DooryarA.


P~RovrNcErowN. Sept. 2.-some customs in
Provlncetown are as strange and impressive
as they are quaint. While %trolline along the
long main street. that follows the beach under
great sand hills. n stranger paused In front OF
. dwelling. 1t was a typical Cape house. mar
row. one story In height. with steep roofs. its
w~hite-painted gable fronting the sea. Its door
yard was q little level plot. with q white-paled
fence. and Q single silver-leaf poplar In the
middle OF It. A short, tagged walk led from
the street to It's front doors. At the foot OF the
poplar. and about touching the stones Of the
walk. a black comm rested on the short-cropped
grass. About the silver plato Of the lid was q
wreath OF white flowers. and other floral en-
blems we're on the lid. To the bole Of the tree
directly above the CONN. was tackled . white
placard bearing this printed notice:
The funeral of Mr., Chapman viii take place At 0
O'Clock this afternoon.
The windows and doors OF the dwelling were
closed. and there was no indication OF life
about the house. 1t was q hot, cloudless day.
TIL sunlight pierced between the trembling
leaves Of the poplar and glinted on the shining
cofin lid. and now and then q puff OF wind from
the sea stir cd the petals ofthe flowers thereon.
AT a quarter before ) o'clock the neighbors,
maaner. ra there Ia" at. the the" house. se0s dro aie :! IN
without noise or confusion. rs country people
nony' was perfefm"ssd IN the parIor Of The
dwelling. into which room the Bier had been
t ts% eofin, It TIA hsv miGut Gesn p Tses s on chair. h10H IN
and prayed in a low voice. Tkkesn n' two Or
s sePss a sS %s!i:kn Ssne Rym sang The IN els sSSansa
Seiiyered Z briei DISCOURSE. standing a. the
became the S%Sriai Of ii, a good s Citizen and nesiieS.
sreat sinner. So nuiet Was h k's speech III that his
voice scarcely penetrated through the door.
part Of any one. no rretentious grief; instead:
there was the grave: decorous seriousness Of
inS, sxtraordinnry in DEATH iS.s but raj. rather ssv 3 noble
and arpropriate consummation OF q life that
A tho close OF the service the undertaken. q
AL AL, dshare' grave man n well-worp black
Els horse: was waiting at the door. said
n'iiiGt,y: An cnportunity, is now offered for
! ~ lris no , TO- taSe = last look at the remains
from the coffin.
The relatives and friends, passed in a slow
for a moment at the peaceful face Of the dead;
htterward the undertaken screwed on the lid
t v !, At eGeh End q #: they plassd their that's hat:
sar #! ! "a Il in r sns ig!9 nat oi T tSS S S"ase e" SnSss tSs
tiickering shadow Of the poplar. to the street.
The pcorle followed in twos. also bareheaded.
den into the doors Of the Old ts ASH d'fhl eapse.
whose wooden rollers creaked a little rs they
doors. mounted the drivers seat. and drove
slowly down the narrow street. most Of the
mournets following on foot. As the little
came to the. windows OF their dwellings,
and watched 1t gravoly and without
a word. Tho measured tread OF the pro-
procession on the board walk was the only
sound that broke tho stiffness OF the summer
afternoon. 1t was half II mile from the house
to the village cemetery. outside the town.
among the high sand dunes; covered ~scantily
and hlueberry bushes. but not a word was
spoken by the molrners in their march.