The Hudson, from the Wilderness to the Sea
Let us climb over this stile by the corner of the old church, into the yard where so many of the pilgrims of earth are sleeping, (llere arc mossy stones with half obliterated epitaphs, marking the graves of many early settlers, among whom is one, upon whose monumental slab it is recorded, that he lived until he was " one hundred and three years old," and had one hundred and twenty-four children and grandchildren at the time of his death I\ Let us pass on up this narrow winding path, and cross the almost invisible boundary between the old "graveyard" and the new " cemetery." Here, well up towards the summit of the hill near the " receiving vault," upon a beautiful sunny slope, is an enclosure made of iron bars and privet hedge, with open gate, inviting entrance. ^Tliere in line stand several slabs of white marble, only two feet in height, at the head of as many oblong hillocks, covered with turf and budding spring flowers. Upon one of these, near the centre, we read : --
WASHINGTON,
SON OF
WILLIAM AND
SAEAH S. IRVING,
DIED
NOV. 28, 1859, AGED 76 YEARS 7 MO. J AND 25 DAYS. '
This is the grave of the immortal Geoffrey Crayon I ^' Upon it lie
* 111 tlie Episcopal Church at Tarrylowii, ui wliicli Jlr. Irving wiis a coinniunicaiit for many years, a small marble tablet has been placed by the vestry, with an appropriate inscription to his memory.
THE HUDSON.