Edith Aloft ~taken from a Victorian children's book
It was not a grand revelation that once I began to wander the cemetery I would
quite naturally, and in accord with human (and writer!) spirit, begin to develop an affinity
for certain graves and wonder greatly at their story. The children, of course, always tug at your heart.
I will say, there aren't a great many for such a time, but enough to make one stop
and ponder the circumstance.
For the era, and in a rural location besides, I was quite in awe of the extensive work that had been able to be done on a great many of the stones. Those final words that the parents chose so carefully in their grief.
I bring to you then one of my favorites:
S.S. & P. DEWEY
Died Feb.22 1853
AE. 8 yrs. 2 mos.
& 11 Ds.
She was lovely she was fair
And for awhile was given
An angel came and claimed his own
And brought her home to Heaven.
I love that there is a little lamb carved in the top of the stone.
Bless you, wee Sarah, you have been thought of this day.
engraving taken from a Victorian children's book 1897