The daily morning journal and courier., 1896-06-04
VIM. FRANK & co. 781-783 Chapel street.

hands at six or eight dollars a week did this work. You injected little ar senic into the veins. Just scratch that one hundred dollars off the bill.' And he did it without word.
 Now that is the first chapter; but, by the way, I might as well end the story of Mills. Shortly after the death of the father this young man married and six months after that he died His bride we had great trouble with. We thought she was going to die of grief. She tainted and had hysteria at home, and out at the grave she fell upon the coffin and tainted again. It was really very pitiable.
 By the young mans will all the for tune that old man Mills had labored for and won fell into her hands-a stranger
 "The father and son were laid side by side Some of us were out at the Ma sonic burying ground some time after the funeral, and we noticed that the work of building the monument which had been proposed was not yet begun, and one of us said he would call upon the young widow in the city and see about it.
 "He did so. We'll she said, yes, I did think of building a monument for
 the two of them; but I guess a couple of markers will do. I'll put up a couple of markers
 You know what markers are?
 Those little headstones just peeping above the ground That was several years ago. and a couple of markers is
 all that is there to-day.
 "Then I had another friend, w. T.
 Garratt. the iron-founder and pump
 man. He undertook to make provision
 against death and burial. He bought
 lot in the cemetery, and became so in-
 censed at the way it was neglected, and
 the weeds allowed to gather there, that
 he paved the surface of it with basalt
 blocks-just exactly like that street
 there. He said he would fix it, so that
 the weeds, at least, had no chance. He
 also prepared his grave, had the hole
 dug and walled up. His body, when he
 died, was taken to the receiving vault,
 and when it was determined to bury it
 the question arose among the few
 friends gathered there as to how the
 body should be conveyed from the
 vault to the grave. Some one suggest
 ed that it be put in one of the cemetery carts. 'No,' said another. the body of
 Garratt shall never be put into cart
 So they telephoned to the city for a
 hearse, and the body was properly hauled to the side of the grave. But when they undertook to lower the coffin they found that it was much too long for the hole.
 "Garratt had grown much stouter af- ter he was measured for his grave, and the undertaken, not wishing to make short. dumpy coffin, had heightened it out in proportion until it was too long for the grave, that, as I say, had been
 walled up. It could not be stretched
 and so it became necessary to postpone
 the interment, and the body had to be taken back to the receiving vault. We looked around for the hearse. It had
 been dismissed and was nowhere to be
 seen There was no alternative; we had to put the body of Garratt into a cart to haul it back to the vault.
 'Then there was the case of young | McPherson, who sold his family's mau- sOleum, took out the bodies of his fath- | CT and mother and others of the family
 and buried them in ten dollar graves.
 These and a thousand other incl
 dents of the kind taught me the propri- ety of making ready for death and making ready right.