The daily morning journal and courier., 1897-11-26

captain Amos Hubbell. The latter has Q line brown stone tablet inscribed with epltaphs to his two sons as well as his own. The one to the elder son is worth transcribing; we read that he was de- prived of life while in the proper dis charge of his profession by an unprin- cipled officer of French privateer who deaf to the claims of justice and the crles of humanity, plunged the sufferer into the ocean and left him to perish in the waves, on the fifth day of April, lfS9. Aged PC years"
 Another ardent Revolutionary patri- ot, the Rev. Robert Ross, one of MT. Chauncey's successors in the Stratfield ministry, lies buried here. His epitaph | IS long, very complimentary, but not unique. The story is told of him that he used often to resort to the tavern kept by one John Nichols, there to dis cuss with various members of his flock the political situation. on one occasion the village blacksmith, Nathan Bangs, indignant at doubts having been ex- pressed as to New England's willing ness to sacrifice herself for independ- ence, vehemently expressed his own | willingness not only to shed his blood, but to endure the bangs of eternal per- dition, if by so doing he could set America free. Tt is a good thing to be | Jealous. Brother Bangs, but not too zealous," quoth the good parson, and calling for his ,cked hat, he retired in dignifled isapproval of such unseemly heat He assembled a detachment of the train band in. his yard, though, on the eve of it's departure to join Arnold in the attack on Quebec, and invoked the Divine blessing upon their kneeling l figures.
 At little later date, we find the stone of Nehemiah Strong, Professor of Mathematics and Natural Philoso- phy in Yale College" and later our own contemporary, the Rev. Samuel Orcutt, Historian and Genealogist, fitly sleeps here among those whose names he sought to preserve from oblivion.
 | Here, too, rests another ardent spirit, pioneer in later struggle for civil and political liberty, winner of an impor- tant, though bloodless victory.
 "Eunice Hawley Chapman. Born in Bridgeport, died in Brooklyn, N. Y, May 12, 1863, aged S5 years.
 "She was a light in the age in which she lived. After three years incessant labor she obtained from the legislature of New York in the year ISIS the first law ever enacted in this country, which gives to married women rights over their children and property. This law has since been amended and adopted by most of the states of the Union" l One would give much for the history of the early struggles of this advance guard of the New Womanhood, but ] have been unable to find one word re- garding Eunice Hawley Chapman save this brief record on her tombstone
 Two months ago a wide swath was cut through the long grasses and nod ding briers, and down this improvised
 avenue the body of Mrs. Robert Wilson
 was borne to rest beside her husband
 who was buried there forty years be- fore. She had rounded out a full centu.
 ry of existence. Beside her newly made grave lie the overturned stones of her
 husband and daughter, presumably Qet us hope, unavoidabIy) thrown down
 to make room for her funeral cortege
 At all events, they were standing when I first visited the cemetery, a short time previous to her interment. A heap o1
 modern rubbish had been thrown neal
 by these ancient graves since my first visit, other stones loosened, or thrown l down altogether.