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New Zealand Tablet, 17 May 1917, Page 27

If any friends have alabaster boxes laid away, full of fragrant perfumes of sympathy and affection, which they intend to break over my dead body, I would rather they would bring them out in my weary and troubled hours, and open them that I may be refreshed and cheered by them while I need them. I would rather have a plain coffin without a flower, a funeral without a eulogy, than a life without the sweetness of love and sympathy. Post-mortem kindness does not cheer the troubled spirit. Flowers on the coffin cast no fragrance backward over life’s weary way. —Selected.