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description. All was as still as the grave itself, and 

 each eye was entranced, as if some vision from a 

 better world had suddenly disclosed itself; until 

 the sound of the coffin touching the bottom of the 

 vault re-echoed through the chamber: then, while 

 stifled sobs and groans were heard amid the tears 

 that chased each other down the cheek of childhood 

 and youth — over the pale face of beauty — the sun- 

 burnt visage of manhood and the wrinkled front of 

 age — the vision around that tomb faded away ! 



The ceremonies were ended, the vault was 

 closed, and the seal was placed upon its entrance, 

 guarding the remains of the great and the good man 

 who reposes there in the hope of resurrection, until 

 the archangel shall sound the trumpet, calling up 

 the dead to judgment. Then will we meet again: 

 — He, the Pastor who taught us our duty to our 

 God, our country, and our race; and we, the people 

 who will be obliged to answer for the manner in 

 which we have practised his teaching. It will then 

 be well for us, if we have followed and profited by 

 his example. 



