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THE MODERN CEMETERY. 
ations, while lights and flowers and crucifixes and 
statuary of saints formed striking features. Out in 
Esplanade street, near the bayou St. John, is the 
new St. Louis cemetery, where the Aldiges, In- 
fantes and other prominent families have their 
tombs. These handsome mausoleums were beauti- 
fully decorated, the Infantes’ especially, telling the 
recent and touching story of sorrow. 
“Away out in the rear of the Third district is 
St. Roch’s cemetery, that quaint, old world spot 
grown like an olden ivy in the earth of New Or- 
leans. The cemetery is the last resting place of the 
children of the Fatherland, and the nationality of 
the dead spoke in every line of decorations from 
lighted tapers and pictures of the dead enshrined in 
lights and flowers to the ancient chapel, where the 
pilgrims kneel in prayer, and at the feet of whose 
altar repose the remains of the late Rev. Father 
Thevis, founder of St. Roch’s cemetery and builder 
of the ancient and historical chapel. His grave be- 
neath the dimly lighted altar was beautifully decor- 
ated. The new St. Roch’s was also handsomely 
decorated from the new and beautiful tombs to the 
graves of the very poor lying in the eastern aisle. 
At the St. Vincent de Paul’s cemetery, sometimes 
called the Louisa street, the decorations were on a 
scale of beauty seldom seen in the quiet spots. In 
the old St. Louis cathedral, a massive pillow of 
flowers rested on the marble slab at the base of the 
altars, which marks the grave of Don Andreas 
Almonaster, who donated the cathedral and Jack- 
son square to New Orleans. The grave of the 
Chevalier Mandeville de Marigny and of the deceased 
bishops and archbishops of New Orleans who repose 
in the old cathedral were also decked with flowers. 
“In beautiful Metairie cemetery, art is not need- 
ed, for nature has done much for this city of the 
dead. The trees are always green, the flowers con- 
stantly in bloom, the grass spreads out like a verd- 
ant carpet. Just at the entrance is the handsome 
monument of the Army of the Tennessee which was 
elaborately decorated in honor of the late General 
G. T. Beauregard. The effect of the ornamentation 
was unique and beautiful. The tomb, with the 
statue of General Albert Sidney Johnston, was a 
centre of attraction in the cemetery. 
“Another grave attracted much notice, that of 
a man, who as a soldier fought gallantly and well, 
as a journalist rose to the highest rank, and who as 
a citizen received that respect due to his stainless 
character. Major William Robinson, late city editor 
of the Picayune. A simple tribute was placed upon 
his grave, a wreath of white immortelles, etc., and 
the sentiment of his confreres expressed on a stream- 
er of satin ribbon, “Faithful Even After Death,” 
“From the Picayune Staff.” 
“Metairie is rich in beautiful memories. Leav- 
ing Metairie, beautiful Greenwood comes in sight, 
where the confederate monument tells the story of 
heroes and saints, and just over the way is St. Pat- 
rick’s, dear to every Irish heart. Here sleep the 
noble sons of the sturdy isle. Near by is the He- 
brew’s rest, where is gathered the dust of the sons 
of Israel. The Firemen’s cemetery was beautifully 
decorated, and at the Odd Fellow’s Rest, three 
links of flowers, with the letters, “F. L. T” within, 
illustrated the beautiful sentiment of the asso- 
ciation. ” 
“Up town, at Washington No. i, there are many 
handsome mausoleums, conspicuous among which 
are the family tombs of the Toledanos and Rices. 
The Rice mausoleum was a spot toward which many 
wended their way. 
“AFUypress Grove and the Masonic and Girod 
street cemeteries the most beautiful decorations 
were seen, and so, from cemetery to cemetery, one 
might go hearing their songs and stories, and lis- 
tening to the silent teachings of poet and philoso- 
pher, patriot and soldier, Christian and philanthro- 
pist. And it seemed well to bring flowers on this 
sainted day to scatter on the graves of the dead. 
It seemed beautiful to let them mingle their fra- 
grance with the prayers of the living. Together 
they form an offering worthy of human love; to- 
gether they sing their flight like messenger angels 
to loved ones on the spirit shore.” 
The Hay Mausoleum. 
A mausoleum for the late Frederick De Courcey 
May has been built in Bonnie Brae Cemetery, Bal- 
timore. It cost $25,000, and is said by a corres- 
pondent of the St. Louis Globe-Democrat to be the 
finest tomb in the United States. The structure is 
modeled on pure classical lines. It is in the form of 
a doric temple. Standing on the slope of a hill this 
modern temple of white Beaver Dam marble is an 
imposing feature in the landscape surrounding it. 
The colums, roof and walls of the mausoleum are of 
marble. The only other material distinctly visible 
in the structure is a heavy bronze doorway, paneled 
and ornamented with a cross, which cost $i,ooo. 
Four immense marble slabs, each weighing ten tons, 
form the ceiling. Above the ceiling is a pitched 
roof, also of stone. The sarcophagus is chiseled out 
of a solid, cream colored stone, imported from France. 
Woodlawn Cemetery, Toledo, O. 
Fourteen years ago, Woodlawn Cemetery, Tol- 
edo, O., was a comparatively uncultivated, uncared 
for farm, and if the wilderness has not been made 
during the interval, to “blossom as the rose,” it 
comes about as near to that consummation as time 
and conditions have permitted, and under the care 
