326 TENANTS OF AN OLD FARM. 



added tlie familiar passage from Job : '' I know that my 

 Redeemer llveth." 



A fine large willow tree stands in front, and over- 

 hangs this grave. The tomb on the opposite side is a 

 slab raised upon six marble pillars, and bears the name 

 of a favorite cousin of the patron. Those tombs serve 

 as seats for the rustic congregation while waiting for 

 the commencement of service, and tramps who camp of 

 summer nights in the horse-sheds play cards upon them 

 in the moonlight. The entrance to the church is from 

 the Baltimore Pike by a large wooden gate hung in the 

 stone wall that encloses two sides of the lot. One cor- 

 ner of the churchyard is devoted to burial purposes. 

 Here stands another large weeping -willow, and tall 

 bushes of osage orange and sumach overshadow the 

 wall. Short mounds of buried children fill the space, 

 though larger graves show where the " rude forefatliers 

 of the hamlet sleep." In the rank grass and among 

 the vines that here creep over the ground and swathe 

 the graves dwell undisturbed hosts of insects, especially 

 crickets and grasshoppers. (Fig. 105.) Among these 

 the great green grasshopper abounds one of the noisiest 

 of our musical insects, and day and night alike his 

 shrilling is heard among the graves, making this rural 

 "God's-acre" a very garden of insect song. 



The plain stone building is a pretty object, standing 

 in its two-acre field, embowered among trees. Just 

 across the meadow is a farm, once a country seat of an 

 eminent president of the Pennsylvania Kailroad. Ad- 

 joining that, the cupola of "8h;uly-bauk," a line 



