Monday, October 31, 2011

Tombstone Tuesday: Across a bridge to the ever after...

Far back in the Prospect Cemetery at Glasnevin you will find this sort of 'island' of graves. You must cross a bridge over a 'moat' of crypt doorways in order to get to the graves. As you walk through the cemetery, observing fields of graves row upon row, this 'island' set apart seems a strange find.





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Sunday, October 30, 2011

Hallowe'en: The curtain lifts between the worlds tonight...

There is a well worn saying in my family that I often keep in mind when entering very old cemeteries, and it is, "You've more to fear from the living than the dead". Nevertheless, at times I have found myself feeling quite unsettled in certain cemeteries, none more than Mount Jerome in Harold's Cross, Dublin. In the past I've talked about the strange weather I've encountered here, and the whispers which have at times filled the air as I wandered through this place alone. Since the curtain lifts between the worlds tonight on All Hallows Eve, I thought I'd share with you some of the areas of the cemetery in which I have felt less than comfortable, and thought perhaps I was not alone.
Among the tombs on The Long Walk.  After a heavy rain there seemed to be an odd mist lingering in the air.
In the lane of crypt doorways below ground level.  Whenever I find myself down here I wonder why it is I do this.
Crypt doorways on the left hand side.
Emerging from below ground level, the gravel was slippery and the hair on the back of my neck was definitely standing up.
In the midst of summer, on a bright August day, fall had already come to this place, and there's that mist in the air again.
Check out this post: Whispers in Mount Jerome, about another unsettling Mount Jerome experience.
Also, check out the Gresham family vault, built for a lady who feared being buried alive.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

The history of a life: Captain James Vaughan 1829-1873


The epitaph on this beautiful stone tells the story of almost the entire life of James Vaughan, from the time he joined the navy at the age of 12 until his death at the age of 44.


The stone reads:

Sacred
To The Memory Of
Captain James Vaughan R.N_C.B.,
Who depart this life 29th April 1873 Aged 44 years
He entered the Royal Navy in the year 1841 on board H.M.S. Scout
and was present at the operations on the River Plate.
As Lieutenant he served in the Baltic and Black seas during the years 18?4 - ?
and in the latter on board H.M.S. Britannia took part in the attack on the
Batteries of Sebastopol.
In 1857 he joined H.M.S. Shannon Captain Sir William Peel V.C._K.C.B. as senior
lieutenant and proceeded to India. During the Mutiny he served as second in
command of the naval brigade under that officer and on his death from small pox
assumed the sole command. He advanced to the Relief of Lucknow and there
distinguished himself by his coolness and daring in taking his guns with a few yards
of the walls and breaching them for the storming party.
For his services with the brigade he was promoted to the rank of commander, was
awarded the Companionship of the Bath, and on his arrival in England was further
advanced to the rank of captain.
As well as being a thorough sailor, he was an accomplished and gallant officer,
an affectionate and devoted husband, a warm and sincere friend, and died beloved
and regretted by all who knew him.
This monument is erected by his widow,
Margaret Vaughan


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