A man is to be buried exactly 190 years after he died. There's not much left of him, there are bones and there's a book bound in his skin, but he is finally getting buried.
Well, his bones are. There's no mention of whether the book is going in too. Somehow I doubt it. As for the rest of him, I suspect there are parts in formalin in a basement somewhere.
It's the sort of thing that happens when doctors get hold of you.