Sez he, “It tells the date of his birth and his death, and then it sez sunthin’ about spice—allspice, I guess. Christopher wuz probble fond of it.”
Sez I, for I knowed the words by heart—
“Reader, if you ask where is his monument, look about you.”
Sez Josiah, “You’re wrong, Samantha. There’s the word spice all writ out.”
Sez I, “It’s a dead language, Josiah—I’ve translated it. And,” sez I, “if you felt as I did a-lookin’ round on his matchless monument, sech as no man ever had before, you wouldn’t talk about allspice.”
He acted real huffy, and moved on.
Here are many monuments to illustrious people who are buried somewhere else.
Down here in the east end is a chapel where they have early service every week day.
In the west end is kept the funeral car on which the body of the Duke of Wellington wuz carried to the grave—
“To the sound of the people’s lamentation.”