The tyrant Death did early us arrest, No more the blood its circling course did run, But in the veins like icicles it hung; No more the hearts, now void of quickening heat, The tuneful march of vital motion beat; Stiffness did into every sinew climb, And a short death crept cold through every limb. The next example is from Bury St. Edmunds :- Late Serjeant-Major of the Grenadier Guards, A husband, father, comrade, friend sincere, In Spain and Flushing, and at Waterloo, Edward Parr died in 1811, at the age of 38 years, and was buried in North Scarle churchyard. His epitaph states :- A soldier once I was, as you may see, My King and Country claim no more from me. In battle I receiv'd a dreadful ball Severe the blow, and yet I did not fall. When God commands, we all must die it's true Farewell, dear Wife, Relations all, adieu. A tablet in Chester Cathedral reads as follows: To the Memory of JOHN MOORE NAPIER Captain in Her Majesty's 62nd Regiment Who died of Asiatic Cholera in Scinde on the 7th of July, 1846 The tomb is no record of high lineage; His race was one of soldiers. Among soldiers he lived; among them he died; Yet there was none died more generous, More daring, more gifted, or more religious. Fell the tears of stern and hardy men, As his had fallen on the graves of others. A British soldier lies buried under the shadow of the fine old Minster of Beverley. 1855, and his epitaph states : A soldier lieth beneath the sod, He died in The stirring lives of many female soldiers have furnished facts for several important historical works, and rich materials for the writers of romance. We give an illustration of the stone erected by public subscription in Brighton churchyard over the remains of a notable female warrior, named Phoebe Hessel. The inscription tells the story of her long and eventful career. The closing years of her life were cheered by the liberality of George IV. During a visit to Brighton, when he was Prince Regent, he met old Phoebe, and was greatly interested in her history. He ascertained that she was supported by a few benevolent townsmen, and the kindhearted Prince questioned her respecting the amount that would be required to enable her to pass the remainder of her days in comfort. 66 66 Half-a-guinea a week," said Phoebe Hessel, 'will make me as happy as a princess." That amount by order of her royal benefactor was paid to her until the day of her death. She told capital stories, had an excellent memory, and was in every respect most agreeable company. Her faculties remained unimpaired to within a few hours of her death. On September 22nd, 1821, she was visited by a person of some literary taste, and the following particulars were obtained respecting her life. The writer states :-" I have seen to-day an extraordinary character in the person of Phoebe Hessel, a poor woman stated to 66 |