Here lyes interred ye body of Mr. Joseph Bradford, son of the late Honorable William Bradford, Esq., Governor of Plymouth, Colony, who departed this life July the 10th, 1715 in the eighty-fifth year of his age. The following are some of the inscriptions of the older stones: Here lyes ye body of Mrs. Hannah Sturtevant, aged about sixty-four years. Dec. in March, 1708-9. Here lyes buried the body of Mr. Thomas Faunce, ruling elder of the First Church of Christ in Plymouth. Deceased Feb’y, 27, 1745, in the ninety-ninth year of his age. The fathers—where are they? Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord. [Illustration: GRAVE OF DR. FRANCIS LEBARON. “THE NAMELESS NOBLEMAN.”] (Elder Faunce was the last who held the office of ruling elder in the church. He was contemporary with many of the first comers, and from him comes much of the information we possess about the localities now venerated.) The epitaphs in old graveyards possess much interest to the lovers of the quaint and curious, and this first cemetery of New England is not without its attraction of that kind. The following are some of the most interesting:— This stone is erected to the memory of that unbiased judge, faithful officer, sincere friend, and honest man, Col. Isaac Lothrop who resigned his life on the 26th day of April, 1750, in the forty-third year of his age. Had Virtue’s charms the power to save Its faithful votaries from the grave, This stone had ne’er possessed the fame Of being marked with Lothrop’s name. A row of stones on the top of the hill, near the marble tablet marking the locality of the Watch Tower, is raised to the memory of the ministers of the First Parish. Back of these is the Judson lot, where the sculptor’s chisel has perpetuated the remembrance of Rev. Adoniram Judson, the celebrated missionary to Burmah, whose body was committed to the keeping of Old Ocean. On the westerly side of the hill is a monument erected by Stephen Gale of Portland, Me:— To the memory of seventy-two seamen, who perished in Plymouth Harbor, on the 26th and 27th days of December, 1778, on board the private armed brig, General Arnold, of twenty guns, James Magee, of Boston, Commander; sixty of whom were buried in this spot. About midway on the easterly slope a little to the north of the main path up the hill, on the stone to a child aged one month:— He glanced into our world to see A sample of our miserie. On a stone a little farther north, to the memory of four children, aged respectively thirty-six, twenty-one, seventeen and two years:— Stop traveller and shed a tear Upon the fate of children dear. On the path towards the schoolhouse on a stone to a woman with an infant child by her side:— Come view the seen, ’twill fill you with surprise, Behold the loveliest form in nature dies; At noon she flourished, blooming, fair and gay; At evening an extended corpse she lay.