In Lucknow, as in other parts of the world, graves mean little to some people, but a search on the internet proves otherwise! What one will find on this blog isn't even 'a drop in the vast ocean' of tears that would have been shed if it were possible to calculate. The names, the sad poetry, quotes and expression of grief of the loved ones all being ground to dust. "...We always say that the history of a parish is in its graveyards..." Passage West (from a blog and book by Jim Murphy)
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Pte Christopher Hall died 1878
There remains no signs of any inscription, not one letter! Of course in this case the stone has flaked off but hat is a water tank with a shallow trough and taps. The grave at the side is in worse condition.
BELOW
SACRED TO THE MEMORY
OF
Pte CHRISTOPHER HALL
D.Co H.M. 73rd Regt
WHO DEPARTED THIS LIFE ON THE
17TH JULY 1879
AGED 37 YEARS
DEEPLY REGRETED (sic) BY ALL HIS BROTHER COMRADES
WHO MOURN HIS LOSS
EARTH'S FLEETING JOYS HE COUNTED NOUGHT
FOR HIGHER TRUER JOYS HE SOUGHT
AND...................................

BELOW
SACRED TO THE MEMORY
OF
Pte CHRISTOPHER HALL
D.Co H.M. 73rd Regt
WHO DEPARTED THIS LIFE ON THE
17TH JULY 1879
AGED 37 YEARS
DEEPLY REGRETED (sic) BY ALL HIS BROTHER COMRADES
WHO MOURN HIS LOSS
EARTH'S FLEETING JOYS HE COUNTED NOUGHT
FOR HIGHER TRUER JOYS HE SOUGHT
AND...................................

Theodore L. Crawley died 1893
In
Fond Memory of
THEODORE L. CRAWLEY
DIED 28TH MARCH 1893
AGED 66 YEARS
RIP
DEAREST FATHER THOU HAS LEFT US
HERE THY LOSS WE DEEPLY FEEL;
BUT 'TIS GOD THAT HATH BEREFT US,
HE CAN ALL OUR SORROWS HEAL
YET AGAIN WE HOPE TO MEET THEE,
WHEN THE DAY OF LIFE IS FLED;
THEN IN HEAVEN WITH JOY WE'LL
GREET THEE
WHERE NO FAREWELL TEAR IS SHED.
Fond Memory of
THEODORE L. CRAWLEY
DIED 28TH MARCH 1893
AGED 66 YEARS
RIP
DEAREST FATHER THOU HAS LEFT US
HERE THY LOSS WE DEEPLY FEEL;
BUT 'TIS GOD THAT HATH BEREFT US,
HE CAN ALL OUR SORROWS HEAL
YET AGAIN WE HOPE TO MEET THEE,
WHEN THE DAY OF LIFE IS FLED;
THEN IN HEAVEN WITH JOY WE'LL
GREET THEE
WHERE NO FAREWELL TEAR IS SHED.
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