The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1912-12-20
THE DEMOCRATIC ADVOCATE DECEMBER 20. 1912
I'M ORIAM.

In loving remembrance of our dear son, William
Elton BrauninE. who died two years ago. Decem-
Der 9th, 1910.
He is gone, but was so young and fair;
He slumbers sweet. but knows no care,
His heart was true. his life was young.
Yet not our will. but Gods be done.
bitter cup Oh; the shock was severe!
To part with the one we loved SO dear.
Our loss iS great, but we'll not complain,
Only trust in God to meet again.
BY HIS PAPA AND MAMMA.
In memory OIL our mother Mrs Edward Leese
who died December 8, 1912. aged So years, month
and "A days.
Mother is it possible that you have left me alone
Ny loss is your great gain.
i must prepare and follow you,
Farewell. dear mother. till meet you in heaven
again.
by HER HUSBAND.
What is no me without our mother?
It's now robbed of its flower
There broken. bleeding heart
Shall spend many lonely hour.
o. to lay my poor head
On her dear lap once more
And feel her soft fingers,
Stray lovingly DER.
And catch her fond whispers
And glad words Of cheer.
How soon grief would vanish
If mother were here
How tender her tones were
How loving and sweet
As she told me of life
And the trials Id meet.
Yet little cared then,
But little did fear.
For she was beside me,
If mother were here.
She sought our every pleasure,
Cared for US night and day,
And was to mother,
In every word and way.
BY HER LOVING DAUGHTER CARRIE.
A hitter c1n "a shock severe
To part with the one loved so dear,
Our loss is great, but / will not complain,
Only trust in God to meet again.
Oh how we tried to save her,
But our cares were all In vain,
Angels came and took her from US.
She is with the Saviour free from pain.
Sleep on, dear mother and take your rest,
God took you home, he thought it best.
I'm silence you suffered. i'm patience you bore,
The sweetest peace Of God is yours evermore.
Yet again we hope to meet her,
When the day of life is fed,
When in heaven with joy we'll greet her.
Where no farewell tears are shed.
BY HER DAUGHTER ANNIE.
Dear Grandma. thou hast left us,
In this world alone,
We miss thy coming footsteps,
We miss thee everywhere.
BY HER DEVOTED GRANDsoNs STEWART. CURvN.
AND MELVIN HoLLINGER.
In sad and loving remembrance OF my dear little
daughter. Olive Larue Reayer, who died two years
ago on Christmas eve, December "a, 1910.
Two sad and lonely years have passed
Since our darling daughter breathed her last;
Oh how we miss the voice we loved 80 WELL
Only mother and fathers heart can tell.
How watched to see her coming.
How II waited to hear her call,
Calling me oh Mamma, where are your?
Now hear her call no more.
Farewell, dear Larue, is an awful word
Which pierces parents heart;
But Oh, il il the will of God.
Our dearest ones must part.
BY HER PARENTS, JOHN w. AND ADDIE A. REAvER
Oh dearest sweetheart sister,
Since you have passed away.
1T seems not that it il years ago,
But only yesterday.
When we speak your loving name,
Our eyes with tears are wet;
Oh sister how we loved you,
And love will not forget.
But in our saddest moments.
One happy thought holds sway
We will meet again. dear sister,
And be happy some sweet day.
BY HER LOWING SISTERS.
My little darling, can it be
Thy smiling face no more III see
often sit and think of you
When am all alone;
For memory is the only friend.
That grief can call its own.
BY GRANDMA s. c. L.