As in many other pioneer cemeteries, you see a lot of markers for children. It's a sad refrain you get used to, but it's no less difficult to look at. I find some of these markers to be more creepy than comforting, though I'm sure they had a different effect at the dawn of the 20th century. The marker at the bottom of this page has an inscription that is short but not sweet.

 

John Harold Groves

"Budded on earth

to bloom in heaven"