In testimony of the Faithful and zealous Services of Alice Pickstock. Matron of the Brighton Workhouse, and to perpetuate the recollection of her many benevolent and pious offices to the sick and poor of this Parish, This stone is erected by the Directors and Guardians and others, in the year of Our Lord MDCCCXLIII. “I bowed down heavily as one that mourneth for his mother.”—Psalm xxxv., 14 v. To the extreme east of the old ground is the tomb of the real moderniser of Brighton,—whose death took place nine and twenty years ago,—and is thus inscribed:— MR. AMON WILDS, Died Sept. 12th 1833, aged 71 years A remarkable incident accompanies the period at which this gentleman came to settle in Brighton. Through his abilities and taste, the order of the ancient architecture of buildings in Brighton may be dated to have changed from its antiquated simplicity and rusticity; and its improvements have since progressively increased. He was a man of extensive genius, and talent, and in his reputation for uprightness of conduct could only meet its parallel. Contiguous to this tomb, a stone marks the resting-place of a highly respected inhabitant, for many years the landlord of the Old Ship Hotel:— LEONARD SHUCKARD, Died 17th January, 1837, aged 70. Immediately west is the grave of a Brighton celebrity, whose memory is thus recorded:— JOHN JORDAN, Many years a respectable hair-dresser of this town. Died November 13th, 1810. Originally the stone was further inscribed: Say what you will, say what you can, John Jordan was an honest man. But there appearing a species of levity about these two lines unbefitting a place of Christian sepulture, they were removed after the stone had been up but a few days. To the west of the main entrance from North Street, opposite Wykeham Terrace, is the vault of Mr. Weiss, formerly a surgical instrument maker, Charing-cross, London. His remains are deposited in this vault, his body prior to being screwed down in the coffin, having, by express desire in his will, been pierced at the heart by an instrument which he made expressly for the purpose. His funeral took place with the weapon in him, a special legacy being left to the surgeon, Mr. Benjamin Vallance, who complied with the request, for performing the duty, Mr. Weiss having a dread of being buried alive.