Herbert A. Howard, of Buffalo, the writer of many very interesting reminiscent letters appearing in the Herald-Mail, in a letter to the editor recalls the time when the two of us first met, a hundred miles from here, in a cemetery in Cincinnatus, Cortland county. It seems that Mr. Howard made a practice of roaming through cemeteries in his spare time on his travels and noting unusual epitaphs on the stones. In his letter, he encloses this copy of an epitaph he found on a stone in the Cincinnatus cemetery.
"Anna Crittenden was her name, America was her nation; Cincinnatus was her dwelling place, and Christ was her salvation. Now she is dead and in her grave, till all her bones are rotten; if this you see let her remembered be, and never forgotten. The rose is red and grass is green and days are past which she has seen and days to come we'll all remember that J.C. was her Redeemer"
