Christ was my physician
Knew what way was best
To ease me of my pain
He took my soul to rest."

An inscription to four wives:

"To the memory of my four wives, who all died within the space of ten
years, but more perteckler to the last Mrs. Sally Horne who has left me
and four dear children, she was a good, _sober_ and _clean_ soul and may
i soon go to her.

"Dear wives if you and i shall all go to heaven,
The Lord be blest for then we shall be even.

"William Joy Horne, Carpenter."

On a dyer:

"He died to live and lived to dye."

On Mrs. Lee and her son:

"In her life she did her best
Now I hope her soul's at rest.
Also her son Tom lies at her feet
He lived till he made both ends meet."

At Edinburgh:

"John Mc pherson
Was a wonderful person
He stood 6 ft 2 without his shoe
And he was slew.
At Waterloo."

One John Round was lost at sea, and in the grave-yard of his native
place a stone was erected with the following couplet inscribed thereon:

"Under this bed lies John Round
Who was lost at sea and never found."

In an old church-yard in Ireland:

"Here lies John Highley whose father and mother were drownded on their
passage to America. Had they lived they would have been buried here."

In a church-yard in Ohio:

"Under this sod
And under these trees
Lieth the Bod
Y of Solomon Pease.
He's not in this hole
But only his pod.
He shelled out his soul
And went up to his God."

From a tombstone in Cornwall, England:

"Father and mother and I
Lie buried here asunder;
Father and mother lie buried here,
And I lie buried yonder."

On Eliza Newman:

"Like a tender Rose Tree was my Spouse to me;
Her offspring Pluckt too long deprived of life was she.
_Three went before._ Her Life went with the Six
I stay with 3 Our sorrows for to mix
Till Christ our only hope, Our Joys doth fix."

On a drummer, in an English church-yard:

"Tom Clark was a drummer, who went to the war,
And was killed by a bullet, and his soul sent for;
There were no friends to mourn him, for his virtues were rare,
He died like a man, and like a Christian bear."

On a stone near Appomattox Court-house, Virginia:

"Robert C Wright was born June 26th 1772 Died July 2. 1815 by the blood
thrusty hand of John Sweeny Sr Who was massacred with the Nife then a
London Gun discharge a ball penetrate the Heart that give the immortal
wound."