Traveller, hurry not, as if you were going _post_-haste; in the most rapid journey you must stop at the _post_ house. Here repose the bones of MATTHIAS SCHULZEN, the most humble and most faithful _Postmaster_, for upwards of Twenty-five years, of His Majesty, Frederick, King of Prussia. He arrived 1655; and afterwards travelled with distinction in life’s pilgrimage, by walking courses in the Schools and Universities. He carefully performed his duties as a Christian, and when the _post_ of misfortune came, he behaved according to the _letter_ of divine consolation. His body, however, ultimately being enfeebled, he was prepared to attend the signal given by the _post_ of death; when his soul set off on her pleasing journey for Paradise, the 2nd of June, 1711; and his body afterwards was committed to this silent tomb. Reader, in thy pilgrimage through life, be mindful of the prophetic _post_ of Death! * * * * * Dear Husband, now my life is past, And I am stuck in Earth so fast, I pray no sorrow for me take, But love my Children, for my sake;— * * * * * Hamburgh. “O Mors Cur Deus Negat Vitam be te bis nos bis nam.” Solution. O! Superbe! Mors Super--te! Cur Superbis? Deus Supernos! negat Superbis Vitam Supernam. * * * * * On the Duke of Burgundy’s tomb in St. George’s Church, near Condé:— “Carolus hoc busto Burgundæ gloria gentis, Conditur, Europæ qui fuit ante timor.” * * * * * Near the left wall in the Protestant-ground at Rome is a monument to Lord Barrington, and a tombstone to the infant child of Mr. William Lambton:— Go thou, white in thy soul, and fill a throne Of innocence and purity in heaven! * * * * * Silo Princeps Fecit.