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.