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Maidens Grave cemetery, east of Beowawe, Nevada. Monument to Lucinda Duncan (see story in adjacent picture), an early pioneer and mother or grandmother to many of the settlers. She apparently died relatively near this point, but the cemetery was moved from a lower point to this high point in the early 1900's to make way for a realignment of the railroad tracks.
Description: Comb graves in Liberty Church Cemetery in Overton Co., Tenn.
Date: November 25, 2012
Creator: Dr. Richard Finch
Collection name: Richard C. Finch Folk Graves Digital Photograph Collection
Historical note: Comb graves are a type of covered grave that are often called "tent graves." The length of the grave was covered by rocks or other materials that look like the gabled roof or comb of a building. They were popular in the 19th and early 20th centuries. It is conjectured that these graves were covered to protect them from either weather or animals, or perhaps both. While comb graves can be found in other southern states, the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee has the highest concentration of these types of graves.
Accession number: 2013-022
Owning Institution: Tennessee State Library and Archives
ID#: Okalona Q - Liberty Church Cem 8
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Mulkey Cemetery is a small historic cemetery located in the south hills of Eugene, Oregon, United States, in the Hawkins Heights portion of the Churchill neighborhood.
The hilltop, with sweeping views of west Eugene, the Willamette Valley, the Coburg Hills, and the Cascades, was first used as a cemetery in 1853. The cemetery property was deeded to the Bailey Hill School District in 1891. Management was taken over by the Mulkey Cemetery Association in 1925. The Association still maintains the land, and became a 501(c)3 nonprofit corporation in 2008.
The cemetery is located at 3335 South Lambert Street. (www.mulkeycemetery.org/)
Taken at St. Michael's Cemetery in Queens, NYC. Established in 1852, St. Michael's is one of the oldest religious, nonprofit cemeteries in the New York City metropolitan area which is open to people of all faiths.
MASON, Harry. Private 26797, 5th Grenadier Guards died 27th February 1917 in London of Pleurisy. A War Gratuity was granted for his wife Gertrude from the 31st May 1917 of £2, 6s, 7d At rest in Wolverhampton Cemetery, Staffordshire.
Nikora Wharewhiti 19669 (1894-1919)
Rikihana Wharewhiti 19726 (1897-1818) Buried Brookwood Cemetery, England
Both brothers served with the Pioneer Maori Battalion during the First World War; Nikora with the 17th reinforcements, Rikihana with the 19th. Both also died from tuberculosis, although Nikora did make it back to New Zealand, whereas younger brother Rikihana did not.
They were the sons of Matenga Wharewhiti of Waoitapu, near Lake Taupo. Nikora Wharewhiti enlisted February 1917 at Rotorua, from work as a labourer. Primarily, labouring is what the Pioneer Maori Battalion did during the war, known as the “diggers” of the Western Front. He started to feel ill in March 1918 while in France, with a persistent cough that didn’t seem to go away, and was diagnosed later that year as suffering from TB. He was sent back to New Zealand, but was yet to be discharged when he died at Auckland Hospital, 24 January 1919.
source: Lisa Truttman – Timespanner
Plot 14: Nokora Wharewhiti (25) 1919 – T.B.
19669 Pte.
N. WHAREWHITI
Maori Pioneer Batt.
died 24-1-1919
N.Z.E.F
Aged 25.
View Nokora's military personnel file on line:
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View and/or contribute to Nokora's profile on the Auckland War Memorial Museum Cenotaph data base:
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Victims of the Halifax Explosion, Dec 6 1917.
George Noble was a fisherman who emigrated from Scotland in 1909 or 1911 He was killed working as an Ironworker at the Halifax Graving docks. His wife Rachel (Lucy) apparently died some time later of her injuries leaving behind 4 children.
George Aitken resided at 48 N Albert St Halifax. He was employed by the Brookfield Co Ironworks as a foreman at the Halifax Graving docks. He was survived by his wife Jessie Locke, (who remarried John Stephen Carroll Jan.1,1920) and daughter Ida aged 2.
His sister Jessie, aged 15, resided at 38 Veith St Halifax.
William & Jane Aitken are not listed amoung the casualties.
Named for waterfalls on the Brazos River, Falls County was created in 1850. Brothers George H. and John T. Gassaway came to this area at that time and soon had a profitable cattle business, later contracting with the Confederate government. In 1889, the Texas Townsite Company of Waco bought almost 2,000 acres from George Gassaway, furnished the right-of-way for the San Antonio and Aransas Pass Railroad and began selling lots for the new town named Lott, after Uriah Lott, president of the S.S.S.A.P.
By 1896, the growing town of Lott boasted shops, hotels, a newspaper, a band, churches and a volunteer fire department but no public cemetery. Emily Peters Porter and Matte L. Dickson led citizens in a cemetery effort, finding a site and holding many fundraisers to finance the project.
Several men and women who served in the county's armed forces are interred here, including Confederate soldier Noble B. Rinker (d.1891), whose grave is the first documented at the cemetery. Named for the buffalo clover originally blanketing the chosen site, Clover Hill Cemetery, also known as Lott Cemetery, chronicles the lives of the town's early settlers. (2002) (Marker No. 15384)
Anyone who enjoys Cardiff's fine Victorian parks owes a debt of gratitude to the Pettigrews. Andrew Pettigrew was the Butes' head gardener for many years; succeeding generations tended other gardens, including Roath Park. www.pettigrews.org.uk/pfh/tree/index.htm#I53
Another shot from my local cemetery and any area very close to the living cemetery, meaning it is still very much open with older graves dotted around unlike the uniformed area currently in use.
The cemetery is located on the former site of Bonaventure Plantation, originally owned by Colonel John Mullryne. On March 10, 1846, Commodore Josiah Tattnall III sold the 600-acre (2.4 km2) plantation and its private cemetery to Peter Wiltberger. The first burials took place in 1850, and three years later, Peter Wiltberger himself was entombed in a family vault.
Major William H. Wiltberger, the son of Peter, formed the Evergreen Cemetery Company on June 12, 1868. On July 7, 1907, the City of Savannah purchased the Evergreen Cemetery Company, making the cemetery public and changing the name to Bonaventure Cemetery.
In 1867 John Muir began his Thousand Mile Walk to Florida and the Gulf. In October he sojourned for six days and nights in the Bonaventure cemetery, sleeping upon graves overnight, this being the safest and cheapest accommodation that he could find while he waited for money to be expressed from home. He found the cemetery even then breathtakingly beautiful and inspiring and wrote a lengthy chapter upon it, "Camping in the Tombs."
"Part of the grounds was cultivated and planted with live-oak (Quercus virginiana), about a hundred years ago, by a wealthy gentleman who had his country residence here But much the greater part is undisturbed. Even those spots which are disordered by art, Nature is ever at work to reclaim, and to make them look as if the foot of man had never known them. Only a small plot of ground is occupied with graves and the old mansion is in ruins.
The most conspicuous glory of Bonaventure is its noble avenue of live-oaks. They are the most magnificent, planted trees I have ever seen, about fifty feet high and perhaps three or four feet in diameter, with broad spreading leafy heads. The main branches reach out horizontally until they come together over the driveway, embowering it throughout its entire length, while each branch is adorned like a garden with ferns, flowers, grasses, and dwarf palmettos.
But of all the plants of these curious tree-gardens the most striking and characteristic is the so-called Long Moss (Tillandsia usneoides). It drapes all the branches from top to bottom, hanging in long silvery-gray skeins, reaching a length of not less than eight or ten feet, and when slowly waving in the wind they produce a solemn funereal effect singularly impressive.
There are also thousands of smaller trees and clustered bushes, covered almost from sight in the glorious brightness of their own light. The place is half surrounded by the salt marshes and islands of the river, their reeds and sedges making a delightful fringe. Many bald eagles roost among the trees along the side of the marsh. Their screams are heard every morning, joined with the noise of crows and the songs of countless warblers, hidden deep in their dwellings of leafy bowers. Large flocks of butterflies, flies, all kinds of happy insects, seem to be in a perfect fever of joy and sportive gladness. The whole place seems like a center of life. The dead do not reign there alone.
Bonaventure to me is one of the most impressive assemblages of animal and plant creatures I ever met. I was fresh from the Western prairies, the garden-like openings of Wisconsin, the beech and maple and oak woods of Indiana and Kentucky, the dark mysterious Savannah cypress forests; but never since I was allowed to walk the woods have I found so impressive a company of trees as the tillandsia-draped oaks of Bonaventure.
I gazed awe-stricken as one new-arrived from another world. Bonaventure is called a graveyard, a town of the dead, but the few graves are powerless in such a depth of life. The rippling of living waters, the song of birds, the joyous confidence of flowers, the calm, undisturbable grandeur of the oaks, mark this place of graves as one of the Lord’s most favored abodes of life and light."
- "Camping in the Tombs," from A Thousand Mile Walk
Greenwich Cemetery became an addition to Bonaventure in 1933.