The daily morning journal and courier., 1900-03-08

With the scarlet fever I was slain,
 And death a conqueror coming hath
 reign;
 But death by Savior conquered hath, And I shall live again | NEW ENGLAND EPITAPHS. | A woman who died at the age .of 25 | has this epitaph: | The pale consumption Gave the fatal blow; The event was mortal, Though the effect was slow. There are some queer inscriptions in l the same township in what is known as the Bolton neighborhood, named from an Elder Bolton, who was Presi- dent Garfield's grandfather. A monument to little child bears these words:
 He dropped into our world
 To taste lifes bitter cup,
 But turned his little head aside,
 Disgusted with the taste and died. A lad buried in an old graveyard on Block Island has this couplet, with an accompanying doubt shared by all anxi- ous mothers:
 Oh, he was good boy,
 If ever good boy lived
 These lines preach sermon:
 Stand still, kind reader, drop tear
 Upon the dust that slumbers here;
 And when you read the fate of me-
 Think of the glass that runs for
 thee
 The following version is more com mon. It will be found in many country cemeteries:
 Stranger, who halts to give sigh
 As you are now So once was 1,
 As l am now SO you will be;
 Prepare for death, and follow me.
 MEMORIAL DESCRIPTIONS. Near Worcester, Mass, is this epi- taph, described as Gratis, by Lieuten- ant J. S--, His Grandparent, 179l." The Lieutenant evidently was a misan- thrope: Happy the babe who, privileged by
 fate,
 To shorter labor and a lighter weight, Received but yesterday the gift of
 breath,
 Ordered tomorrow to return to death. An inscription from burying- ground in Smithfied, R. l., is both descriptive and prophetic;
 While she was at the brook,
 And where she did not like to go, She from her friends was. s.sudden took,
 Seized with fit she'a subject to. Her body in the water lay:
 Her weeping husband found the
 same; The means were used without delay
 To call her back but all in vain. I.N,-1 IA TsN.1 .t.- T ,,..
 And angels bore her soul away; The grave her body now confines
 Shall rise triumphant the last day. There are number of quaint epi- taphs in an old, neglected graveyard at Manchester, in this State. On the tomb stone of boy who was killed by over- turning a kettle of boiling sap is carv- ed a verse which runs something like | this:
 Here lies the bones of Edward Green, 1
 Who e'er now heavenly joys has |
 seen. A sad mishap with boiling sap
 Did choke his mortal breath. THE FARMERS WIPES REST. The authenticity of the following in- | is not vouched for. The first is NNSNeS' iiiNS'iAiitcll III ANSN iIi't,idhl. u l Is applicable to many hard working farmers wives: Here lies woman who always was
 tired:
 She lived in house where no help was
 hired.
 Don't pray for me now, pray for me
 never
 For I'm going to do nothing forever and
 "eVer
 The shreWdnees of the second may be aken as indicating it's New England ori- gin. As combination of tilial resigna- ion and profitable advertising, it is lnique:
 Beneath this stone, in hopes of Zion, There lies the landlord of the Lion, Resigned unto the heavenly will,
 His son keeps up the business still. There are many stories told of unusual pitaphs which unfortunately can not ,e verified. For example, a well-worn ,are has to do with the fireman who vas buried under the inscription, He 'as gone to his last fire" The man uried with his five wives is supposed to ave as his epitaph After lifes titful ever, he sleeps we'll" It is said that bereaved husband commissioned To- al sculptor to carve the sentence, Lord, she was thine on the stone which was to be set up over his wife's rave. The stone was too narrow for Il the letters. The sentence appeared S Lord she was thin" ."-New York Iail and Express. TEACHERS LECTURE COURSE. Hamilton Mabie of New York, one f the editors of the Lookout, will speak I the teachers lecture Thursday