A little farther off is that simple, but beautiful monument." They approached, and Alice read the line that was inscribed around a cross sculptured in it, "Other refuge have I none!" Underneath was her name, "Angeline." "How beautiful, how much more so in its simplicity than if it had been ornamented, and a labored epitaph written upon it," said Mr.Weston.

"Here too are members of families, assembled in one great family.

As we walk along, we pass mothers, and husbands, and children; but in life, they who lie here together, were possibly all strangers." "What is that large vault open to-day for ?" said Ellen, to a man who seemed to have some charge in the place.
"That is the public receptacle," said the man.

"We are obliged to air it very often, else we could never go in and out with the coffins we put there.

There's a good many in there now." "Who is there ?" said Mr.Weston.
"Well," said the man, "Mrs.Madison is there, for one, and there are some other people, who are going to be moved soon.