This is raised as a tribute of affection by one whom he served so faithfully for 27 years that he was regarded as a friend, deserving the fullest confidence and attachment.'" "A very good epitaph," commented Anne thoughtfully.

"I wouldn't wish a better.

We are all servants of some sort, and if the fact that we are faithful can be truthfully inscribed on our tombstones nothing more need be added.

Here's a sorrowful little gray stone, Prissy--'to the memory of a favorite child.' And here is another 'erected to the memory of one who is buried elsewhere.' I wonder where that unknown grave is.

Really, Pris, the graveyards of today will never be as interesting as this.