planted, and an alcove existed, whereon Death's heads were painted. In this retreat the miller, during his life spent most of his leisure hours. We here mention another circumstance expressive of the whimsical disposition of this extraordinary character: he had, some years previous to his death, prepared a coffin, on which were inscribed the words, memento mori; it run upon castors, and was every night wheeled under the bed of its intended possessor. Mr Olliver's residence was about a quarter of a mile from the tomb, on the declivity of the hill. Near the miller's house, in a tree, was fixed a curious piece of machinery (the production of his own hands) representing an old woman and her dog endeavouring to rescue a smuggler from a custom-house officer. The figures were formerly put in action by four sweeps, like those of a mill, and turned, by the wind; but eventually they became so much out of repair, that only one had any motion.
Mr. Oliver's remains were committed to this tomb May 1, 1793, in the presence of above 3000 spectators. The body was borne from his house to the place of interment by eight men dressed in white ; and the funeral service, according to the rites of the Church of England, and also a sermon, adapted to the occasion, were read by a girl of twelve years of age. Mr. Oliver died in his 84th year.
Here let us remark that this novel mode of interment, unconnected with any religious establishment, was not without an imitation, inasmuch as there lies buried iu a small piece of ground belonging to the mill, on the west side of and near to the station at Worthing, the bodies of Thomas Moore, his wife and two daughters ; the grave is enclosed with iron railings, it is situated within a few feet of the down line to Portsmouth, and passengers by train may see the tombstones erected to the memory of Moore and his family.
In the chancel of Broadwater Church there is a tablet to the memory of Thomas Lord De la Warr, who