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Dr. Bachman decided, that in accordance with 

 his daughter's directions, the precious dust should 

 not be removed. 



A. simple slab of white Italian marble marks the 

 -spot. 



Sacred to the Memorv 

 of 



JULIA M. BACHMAN, 



daughter of the Rev. John and Harriet Bachman, 

 of Charleston, S. C, 

 wdio died at the Red Sulphur Springs, 

 September 8th, 1847 — aged 21 years 11 months. 

 Young, lovely, and beloved, she was early called 

 away — far from her home and her many dear 

 and valued friends ; 

 but faith and Christian hope, sustained and sup- 

 ported her through the dark valle}" and 

 shadow of death ; 

 and, to the few loved ones, who were permitted to 

 linger near her at the parting hour, 

 her calm and triumphant death seemed but a 

 translation from earth to heaven. 



"Weep not for her! slie died in early youtli 

 Ere hope had lost its rich romantic hues, 

 When human bosoms seemed the home of truth, 



And earth still gleamed with beauty's radiant dews. 

 Her Summer prime waned not to days that freeze, 

 Her wine of life was run not to the lees; 

 Weep not for her I" 



The letter given below, dated twelve years later, 

 shows that the pathetic love between the Pastor of 

 St. John's and his l)eautiful daughter, was still re- 

 membered in the valley of \^irginia. It was written 



