It has been truly written that the history of Jefferson—its struggles,
its earlier fight, its romance—is written in this old cemetery.
From the two iron posts that stand a few feet apart, once joined by iron
chains, which marks the resting place of two artists who killed each
other and are buried together, chained together, and unnamed, to the
tomb erected by the State of Texas over one of Jefferson’s leading
citizens, and down to the tiny sunken, graves of innumerable infants who
died in the middle of the last century, Jefferson’s age-old saga is told
among the tombs of its ancestors.