f and make it that much wetter at the edges. The iron
would soon rust and grow dreadfully ugly lying under winter snow.
There is nothing at all in it, save a method to work on the feelings of
the living, and get them to pay their money for something that wouldn't
affect their dead a particle."

"'Twould be a poor idea for me," said Mrs. Freshett. "I said to the
men that I wanted to honour Henry all I could, but with my bulk, I'd
hev all I could do, come Jedgment Day, to bust my box, an' heave up the
clods, without havin' to hist up a piece of iron an' klim from under
it."

Mother stiffened and Leon slipped again. He could have more accidents
than any boy I ever knew. But it was only a few minutes until he came
to mother and gave her a Bible to mark the verses he had to learn to
recite at Sunday-school next day. Mother couldn't take the time when
she had company, so she asked if he weren't big enough to pick out ten
proper verses and learn them by himself, and he said of course he was.
He took his Bible and he and May and I sat on the back steps and
studied our verses. He and May were so big they had ten; but I had
only two, and mine were not very long. Leon giggled half the time he
was studying. I haven't found anything so very funny in the Bible.
Every few minutes he would whisper to himself: "THAT'S A GOOD ONE!"

He took the book and heard May do hers until she had them perfectly,
then he went and sat on the back fence with his book and studied as I
never before had seen him. Mrs. Freshett stayed so long mother had no
time to hear him, but he told her he had them all learned so he could
repeat them without a mistake.

Next morning mother was busy, so she had no time then. Father,
Shelley, and I rode on the front seat, mother, May, and Sally on the
back, while the boys started early and walked.

When we reached the top of the hill, the road was lined with carriages,
wagons, spring wagons, and saddle horses. Father found a place for our
team and we went down the walk between the hitching rack and the
cemetery fence. Mother opened the gate and knelt beside two small
graves covered with grass, shaded by yellow rose bushes, and marked
with little white stones. She laid some flowers on each and wiped the
dust from the carved letters with her handkerchief. The little sisters
who had scarlet fever and whooping cough lay there. Mother was still a
minute and then she said softly: "'The Lord has given and t