The Republican journal., 1898-06-09
Sixty Years Of Welded Life.
Fittingly Celebrated at Whites Corne
WinterpOrt.


Winterport
Mr.. and Mrs. George Clements ceebrat-
ed the Goth anniversary of their marriage,
May Sd, at the home of their oldest
daughter, Mrs. Albert Thompson. Mr.
and Mrs. Clements are lifetime residents
of Winterport and widely known in social
circles, and are among the oldest citizens
their ages being 81 and 81 years, respec-
lively. They can also be classed among
our smartest people, considering their
ages. The house was very prettily deco
rated with flowers and evergreens. Forty
invita- lions were sert out to relatives and
friends, and although each invitation bore
the request, no presents, the request re-
manned unheeded by many of the most
intimate friends, and Mr. and Mrs.
Clements found themselves the recipients
of many dainty gifts. A bountiful dinner
was served and all passed very enjoyable
day. After dinner all listened to song
by Mr.. Clements, entitled, Ny Dear Old
Wife and [, which was, despite his years,
finely rendered. Then came the following
poem, written for the occasion by Mrs.
". ID. Thompson:
Come, dear wife sit down beside me,
Let talk Of the long ago,
When you We're blooming maiden,
And | your chosen beau.
Our hearts were light, and hopes We're
bright,
For the future lay before.
And in air We built large castles
In those happy days of yore.
just think twas sixty years ago,
The time has fairly flown.
Since we Were joined in weiIock
And settled IN our home.
1t was 1888, on a beautiful third of May,
The trees were leaved, the fields were
green
A niCture now that : seldom seen.
On any third of May.
Our home was on a hillside,
In cottage, rude and rough,
But to us was worth a dozen
Built of grander richer stuff
And many sweet reflections
That old cottage brings to-day,
Though it's sixty years since we settled there
On that beautiful third of May,
The world looked bright before us,
We We're bound to make our way,
For on this dear old hillside
We had surely come to stay
Soon children came to bless US
Aud cheer us on our way;
Every month in the year then
Seemed lust as sweet as May.
For what is home without them?
We may think it seems complete
Until we've had their prattle
And the sound of romping feet
Of the dear ones, eight We're born to US,
We can greet but five to-day,
For two while yet We're infants
Our Master called away.
The other a daring, manly youth,
Was spared us It'll siXty-one,
When many weeping mother
Babe farewell to a darling son.
SO for sixty years together
We have Travelled the path of life
With many sob to stit1e
And many grief to drown.
Though we faced these cares and sorrows,
Have had our grlefs and tears,
Yet many Joy and blessing
We have shared in these sixty years.
We always thought this world
Was what we deigned to make it,
That there il 10y for everyone
If only they choose to take it.
Orr children are all settled
In homes that make US glad
And now, in this bri ght and beautiful world
There is naught to make us sad.
Proudly we greet YOU, children,
on this blessed third of May,
With children and children's children
To bless them on their way.
Our friends and neighbors, also,
Who have gathered here to-day,
We kindly welcome you
On this, our wedding day.
For many happy hours,
With all these friends we've passed.
Hours never to be forgotten
But cherished to the last
Han1 in hand we passed the golden tie,
Should the diamond find us here
We shall hope to greet our children,
And all these friends so dear.