In a very remote Shropshire graveyard attached to the Lord’s Hill Paruculsr Baptist Chapel.
A remote relative ,little girl. Selena Mansell. 
“ Was to my parents 
   As a rose, 
   A flower sweet and good,
   But death you see, 
    Has called on me,
     And nipped me in the bud,”
Another to a miner ,killed when the rope lowering the cage down the shaft broke .
He and another man were in a basket affair,cleaning the inside of the shaft from I suppose horizontal  stalactites.,.
“ Not a single shaft shall hit 
 ‘Till the God of love see fit”.
Quite inappropriate really. 
Viktoria.