injury or risk to any one. So convinced has the
French Government become of the evils of burial that
it has patronized and encouraged one M. Bonneau, who
proposes that instead of a great city having its neighbouring
cemeteries, it should be provided with a building
called The Sarcophagus, occupying an elevated situation,
to which the bodies of rich and poor should be conveyed,
and there reduced to ashes by a powerful furnace.
And then M. Bonneau, Frenchman all over, suggests that
the ashes of our friends might be preserved in a tasteful
manner; the funeral urn, containing these ashes, ’replacing
on our consoles and mantelpieces the ornaments of
bronze clocks and china vases now found there.’
Our author, having shown that burning would save us
from the dangers of burying, concludes his treatise
by a careful description of the manner in which he
would carry out the burning process. And certainly
his plan contains as little to shock one as may be,
in carrying out a system necessarily suggestive of
violence and cruelty. There is nothing like the
repulsiveness of the Hindoo burning, only half carried
out, or even of Mr. Trelawney’s furnace for
burning poor Shelley. I do not remember to have
lately read anything more ghastly and revolting than
the entire account of Shelley’s cremation.
It says much for Mr. Trelawney’s nerves, that
he was able to look on at it; and it was no wonder
that it turned Byron sick, and that Mr. Leigh Hunt
kept beyond the sight of it. I intended to have
quoted the passage from Mr. Trelawney’s book,
but I really cannot venture to do so. But it is
right to say that there were very good reasons for
resorting to that melancholy mode of disposing of
the poet’s remains, and that Mr. Trelawney did
all he could to accomplish the burning with efficiency
and decency: though the whole story makes one
feel the great physical difficulties that stand in
the way of carrying out cremation successfully.
The advocate of urn-sepulture, however, is quite aware
of this, and he proposes to use an apparatus by which
they would be entirely overcome. It is only fair
to let him speak for himself; and I think the following
passage will be read with interest:—
On a gentle eminence, surrounded by pleasant grounds,
stands a convenient, well-ventilated chapel, with
a high spire or steeple. At the entrance, where
some of the mourners might prefer to take leave of
the body, are chambers for their accommodation.
Within the edifice are seats for those who follow
the remains to the last: there is also an organ,
and a gallery for choristers. In the centre of
the chapel, embellished with appropriate emblems and
devices, is erected a shrine of marble, somewhat like
those which cover the ashes of the great and mighty
in our old cathedrals, the openings being filled with
prepared plate glass. Within this—a
sufficient space intervening—is an inner
shrine covered with bright non-radiating metal, and
within this again is a covered sarcophagus of tempered