Art Out-of-Doors 



priately neat, there is no excess of mere tidi- 

 ness and trimness ; for a cemetery is not a 

 park or a garden ; it is not a place for pleas- 

 ure-seeking or an environment for the homes 

 of men. It is the home of the dead ; it is 

 God's Acre; it should prove a guardian's 

 presence, but not a horticulturalist's enthu- 

 siasm. 



Nature made this spot very beautiful with 

 shady woods and with a varied surface, often 

 distinctly picturesque and yet not too wild 

 or broken to seem a true God's xAcre for the 

 peaceful resting of the dead ; and the truest 

 kind of art has done all that it could, first to 

 preserve, and then to accentuate Nature's 

 scheme. Richardson lies buried in this 

 cemetery ; and if other artists could see how 

 quiet and beautiful it is, how satisfying to 

 both eye and mind, how far superior, from 

 every point of view, to the usual burial- 

 ground — which seems to have been given over 

 to the running of a race in crude display be- 

 tween gardener and stone-cutter — then, I 

 think, all the artists in America might ask 

 to lie near Richardson. 



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