CREMATION SENTIMENTS.

Westport Times, Volume VIII, Issue 1211, 15 September 1874, Page 4

CREMATION SENTIMENTS.

Motto for cremationisls— Dc mortuis nil nisi burn''cm. A.I). 1900.' —Scene before a cremation undertaker's shop:—Small boy : " I say, sir, is dad done yet ? If he is, please put his ashes in this 'ere tin kettle." A crcmationist asks would it be unpleasant to receive a despatch something like this some day : —" Dear Mother, — William died to-day. Ashes by mail.—Yours in sorrow, John Smith."

THE MAIDEN'S LAST FAIIEWELL.

IX THE DAYS OP CIIEMATION. [IIABPEIt's HACJAZI.VE.] Then the night wore on, and we knew the worst, That the end of it all was nigh ; Three doctors they had from the very first — And what could one do but die ?

" Oh, William 1 " she cried, " strew no ' blossoms of spring, For the new ' apparatus' might rust ; But say that a handful of shavings you'll bring, And linger to see me combust.

" Oh, promise me, love, by the fire hole you'll watch, And when mourners and stokers convene, You will see that they light me some solemn, slow match And warn them against kerosene.

" It would cheer me to kno.v, ere these rude breezes waft, My essences far to the pole, Unit one whom I love will look to the draft, And have a fond eye on the coal.

" Then-promise, love " —and her voice fainter grew — " While this body of mine calcifies, You will stand just as near as you can to the 11 lie, A.ml gaze while my gases arise.

" For Thomson - Sir Henry —has found out a way (Of his ' process' you've surely heard tell)-, And you burn like a parlour-niatch gently away, Nor even offend bv a smell.

" So none of the dainty may sniff in disdain, When mv carbon floats up to the sky ■ And I'm sure, love, that you will never complain, Though an ash should blow into your eye. " Now promise me, love," —and she murmured low—- " When the calcification is o'er, You will sit by may grave in the twilight glow— I mean by furnace door; "Yes, promise me, love, while the seasons revolve On the noiseless axles, the years, You will visit the kiln where you saw mo ' resolve, And leach my pale ashes with tears..