Colonel Turner could see no reason why it should not be.
One exception I noted to the general slovenliness of the graves.

A new and handsome monument had just been set up by a man of Ennis, living in Australia, to the memory of his father and mother, buried here twenty years ago.

But this touching symbol of a heart untravelled, fondly turning to its home, had been so placed, either by accident or by design, as to block the entrance way to the vault of a family living, or rather owning property, in this neighbourhood.

Until within a year or two past this family had occupied a very handsome mansion in a park adjoining the park of Edenvale.

But the heir, worn out with local hostilities, and reduced in fortune by the pressure of the times and of the League, has now thrown up the sponge.