The distance was rather more than a mile.

I resolved to continue with and go before them, as they moved slowly onwards.
Immediately after the body came the venerable father and mother, {116} bending with age, and weeping through much affection of heart.

Their appearance was calculated to excite every emotion of pity, love, and esteem.

The other relatives followed them in order, and the several attendant friends took their places behind.
After we had advanced about a hundred yards, my meditation was unexpectedly and most agreeably interrupted, by the friends who attended beginning to sing a funeral psalm.

Nothing could be more sweet or solemn.