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all ejes were bathed in tears as the coffin was 

 lost from view, by the mound of fresh clay. 

 But the situation was changed, as if by imagi- 

 nation, instead of the clay, it was a bank of 

 flowers, a reminder that what might seem lost 

 in the grave's confines would one day be revived 

 and clothed in a blessed immortality; would 

 pass into those blest realms where the flowers 

 are always in bloom. 



The mourners filed away in turn as they came, 

 with a blessed hope that they should meet this 

 loved one "In the sweet by and bye/' There 

 was just one profound thought which filled our 

 inmost soul through all these scenes, which we 

 have but half painted, and that thought was, 

 after all it pays to live right. 



