St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1895-03-02
THE SUNDAY FUNERAL TRAIN.
One Scene In the Shifting Panorama at .
Railway Station.
"Rosehill and Calyary!r

One Scene In the Shifting Panorama ot
Railway Station.
"Rosehill and Calvary!"
'.All aboard for Calvary
Have you ever seen that wonderful
group of statuary, 1.-The First Funeral"
at the Art institute, where the broken
hearted father. clad in skins, is carry
ing the limp form of his boy, and the
mother walks beside with the prophecy
of the bereavement of all mothers
written in her face? That is a funeral
of the first century; this is funeral OF
the end of the nineteenth when we are
hurried through the world and out OF
it by machinery; when q man is car
ried to his long home by steam and
the mourners no longer 90 about the
streets as they did in the days OF Ee-
clesiastes.
1t is bright winter afternoon and
the train caller at the Northwestern
depot shouts ont this announcement,
as he does all others, in that jarring,
metallic voice. which even the most
absent-minded traveller must hear:
"Rosehill and Calvary"
'All aboard for Calvary!"
There are travellers on this train,
however, which no human voice can
arouse. They are going to Calvary. or
it may be to Rosehill, and they will
never come back again 1t is Sunday.
and in the crowd of waiting humanity
in and about the big station are an un-
usual number of women in black.
Many of them wear long black wells.
Near the gate farthest south, which
has just been swung open, arc group
of men, all freshly shaven. but qsite
plainly dressed. Their clothes are those
Of workingmen. Several wear white
shirts without any collars, and Others
have the collars but no cravats. AL
have long piece of Grape on one arm.
Another man with black curly hair, q
strapping big fellow with grimy un-
| shaven face, who has only recently
come in from his run, approaches
(which is Barney's carp" he asked OF
one of the pallbearers-
The man addressed indicates with .
nod and makes feint towards the big
fellows upper vest pocket
"Ah, we'll! Ye can have it then"
says the big man, and hads the other .
cigar somewhat battered at the end,
but still effective.
ANY more o. them about yer clothes,
Jimmy?" says another of the men in
Grape. Jimmy shakes his head.
A little procession files out of the de
pot. At the head is q bent old lady
who trembles as she walks. This is
doubtless Barney's mother. She is
supported by woman in long black
veil, whose eyes are red and swollen.
This is evidently Barney's wife. Then
come three children. a girl of twelve
and boys of six and eight. The little
boys look about timidly; there are .
lot of queer noises, the rattling of cabs.
the escaping steam from the locomo.
tives, and the rumble of outgoing and
incoming trains. The girl has some
realization Of what is going on and
looks serious, but her brothers rather
wonder what it is all about. Then
come relatives, serious and decorous,
but dry-eyed, and finally the friends oi
the family. These latter rs they pass
through the gate converse in low
tones and there are a few young fOlka
among them who look anything but
grave. One of them even puts her hand
kerchief to her mouth to arrest a litter
which has been aroused by some re
mark of her companion. The under
taker, busy little man with iron-grsy
hair, is in charge, and directs every
one. Finally all are on board, and the
funeral train is whirled out to the Gem
etery, the warning crossing bells sound
ing as it rushes along.
At the great burial ground there j,
little ceremony. for the priest has per
formed the final rites at the church
In the case of prominent people
he accompanies the body to The
grave, but this is the exception
He finds it impossible to spare thi,
time for all. After the church serv
ices the undertaken superintendse every
thing, and as he too is q very busy
man the whole party are soon being
whirled back to the city again. II
some of the cars they laugh and cha
and entertain one another with stories
There are few solemn faces now. tn,
real mourners are mourning still, bu
most of those who come back on tn,
. funeral train can not be distinguishes
In manner from the crowd of youus
people from the suburbs who have JUS
) come in on the next train, and arc y
merry as young people usually are Sun
day afternoon. Tribune.
Serious Mstter-"I got Oh . GOO
one just now" said the janitor Of tn
apartment building. IS the bell Of tn
church round the corner stopped ring
ing. II said this was . wicked ele
vatos. because it broke every Sunday.
There's no joke about that" pant
ed the man who had just climbed eiGh
flights Of stairA-Chicago Tribune.
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; faithfulness In Il win not - potieo'
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