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VoL. III. CHICAGO, JAN’Y, 1894. No. ii. 
CONTENTS. 
TREES AS TRIBUTES TO THE DEAD i2i 
*HARLEIGH CEMETERY, CAMDEN, N, J 122-123 
FRANK LESLIE'S EPITAPH 123 
CONSTITUTIONALITY OF CONDEMNATION-QUES- 
TIONABLE BURIALS, WINTER CARE OF TREES AND 
SHRUBS 124 
CEMETERIES AT PORT SAID-DEATH RATES OF GREAT 
CITIES 125 
RUNIC MONUMENTS-POWERS OVER BURIAL PLACES.. 126 
*CHAPEL AND CONSERVATORY, MT. PLEASANT CEME- 
TERY. TORONTO, ONT 127 
CEMETERY NOTES 128 
*S. S. STONE MONUMENT, CLEVELAND, 0 129 
SURVEYOR’S REVIEW OF THE CONVENTION PROCEED- 
INGS-BURIAL BY CONTRACT 130 
AGREEMENTS FOR SELLING LOTS ON TIME i 3 i 
THE QUESTION BOX 131 
PUBLISHERS' DEPARTMENT 132 
*Illustrated. 
Trees as Tributes to the Dead. 
An extract from a paper on the Planting of Trees read by 
C. W. Garfield, of Grand Rapids, Mich., before the Illinois 
State Horticultural Society. 
By the \vay, have you ever thought about the 
value of trees as monuments ? If well chosen, they 
will stand the changes of years better than marble 
or even granite. Look to the older grave yards 
that are within your area of vision, are the slabs of 
marble standing at various angles in crude shapes 
and inscribed with cruder characters of any particu- 
lar credit to those who erected them or do they 
awaken any particular pleasure in remembrance of 
the departed ? But some of those trees that have 
grown up there because of sheer neglect of the prem- 
ises, are really beautiful, and had they been planted 
there in remembrance of dear ones gone before, 
would they not be treasures to those who are left, 
far beyond the cold marble or the lifeless granite? 
I remember years ago, a newspaper item that 
asked the question, “who ate Roger Williams ?” 
and then a description followed of the attempt to 
disinter the remains of that distinguished pioneer 
liberal. They found that the root of an apple tree 
near by had penetrated to the bottom of the grave 
and following the line of the trunk of the body had 
bifurcated taking the line of the lower limbs, and in 
its growth had completely absorbed all there was of 
the early remains of Roger Williams. 
For generations, men, women and children had 
enjoyed the fruit of that thrifty apple tree. The 
question of who ate Roger Williams was certainly a 
pertinent one. And isn’t it a delightful thought 
that when we have left this tenement, all there is 
that belongs to the earth can be taken up and trans- 
formed again into living tissues, the fruits of which 
can strengthen and delight multitudes of people ? In 
this transformation we know no end. We can trace 
an immortality that is worthy of a monument, and 
when the monument itself becomes the means of 
perpetuating that immortality, is it not glorified ? 
Then why not plant a tree above the grave of the 
one you loved, it will be a constant reminder of af- 
fection, and a delightful tribute to the dead, an at- 
tractive symbol to the living. 
Don’t picture to me a Kingdom of Heaven with 
streets of gold enameled with rubies or sapphire. 
Don’t try to make yourselves believe that future 
happiness is dependent upon sitting in a golden rock- 
ing chair, even if it is embellished with opals and 
jasper, but the rather, dream out a scheme of Heaven 
where beautiful symmetrical trees shall temper the 
brightness of the sun. Let the immortal praises 
that perhaps you desire to sing be rendered more 
sonorous by the delicate sound of the wind pursu- 
ing its course through their branches and wafting 
pleasant harmonies through the fields elysian, and 
above all things so live up to the ideals of this dream, 
that you shall be fitted to enjoy such a glorious en- 
vironment as you have pictured. In order to do this, 
and that your preparation may be complete, plant 
lovely trees of the earth about your own premises, 
bring to yourselves and your loved ones all of the 
attractions that the wide diversity of tree and shrub 
growth presents to you on every hand. I am not so 
certain but with this kind of a preparation one could 
slide into the next world and scarcely feel the tran- 
sition. Surely he who loves God with all his soul, 
his mind and strength, will be in harmony with na- 
ture’s most attractive features; and the love of trees 
that typify all that is most noble and beautiful in 
man, can help to place us in harmony with the great 
Center and Source of life. 
Through the efforts of patriotic women an im- 
posing shaft has been placed at the grave of Mary 
Washington at Fredericksburg, Va. 
