Evening star., 1918-02-22
In Memorism.

February o. 1915.
It's not the tear at the nemsst sAsa.
When the cold earth has just been thrswa Ssss
That tells how beloved IL tie enc sAat - assls !.
II. the eT tea. r through a R many many ioss az 4.
'Tis ufe's whole pathway shaded.
When sns s osaas s1iss h.as
ae.1 Il nIfsE Il Ss!is s :;s
who departed this life three years ago today.
By HER HUSBAND AND cH11DREN.
HARLAN. In sad but loving remembr..es Of
Sps SeTetsd nfnnheS sSn and - ~
one year ago today. February p. 1917.
Dear is the grave in which he is laid,
Sweet Is the memory that never shall faes:
Under the sod where he peacefully sleeps.
Ny heart today Is heavy. -
Ny thoughts all Of thee: :
How / love and how miss thes
- one ''' ''' By ssa AUNT AUNT MAGGIE.
In Congressional silently lies our dear little
Our hearts are SAD and stu We are weeping.
When we think how suddenly little jake passed
As time goes on we miss him more and moss
his gentle smiles. his loving little face.
~ ''e IAN Il HIS MAMMA AND PAPA. .
We had 4 little Jake once,
He was our darling pride.
And Ye loved him well, perhaps too WeHs
'''''A ne isp' By GRANDMA sRd SieS HARMAs. .
HAYES. A tribute of love to the memory Of
my dear mother. MARGARET HAYES. whs
died three years ago today, February p, 1915.
BIZ HER DEVOTED DAUGhTEK, MARY q.
HAYES.
HoLcER. Dear to our hearts Is the remem.
brance of dear and brother. HENRY
B. HoLCER, who departed this life sud-
denly one year ago today. Febraury =. 1917.
1 never can forget you. dear Buddy. while in this
For my heart has never been the same since 20
Though lit try. and stin my heart aches, and
For God win let me come to you after iittis
while.
They came. Gods messengers of love. and tosk
BY HIS LoVfNG MOTHER AND SISTER. . ,
nv dear sister. cHARIoTT JACKSON. whs !
died five years ago today: February g. 1918. I,
our dear sister and aunt. CHARLOTTE AoK. :
son, who SO suddenly left Us hve years age
today. February %, 1913.
Gone. but not forgotten.
BIZ MRS. MARY DANDRIDGE AND FAMILY.
PRUMAN. In sad but loving remembrance q
our dear son and brother HAROLD KENT
paUMAN, M Who departed @ 1ais 1a,. LIE three yea"
s' ''' By THE FAMILY.
my dear mother. CATHARINA sCHAFER,
who departed this life eleven years ago today.
T BS HER son. CHARLES scHAFER.
sHDENBERe. In sad but loving memory q
dear mother. BARBARA ELIzABErH
sIEDENBERG, who departed this Life ons
year ago today. February %, 1917.
Loved in life, remembered in death:
BY HER CHILDREN.
TYDINGS. In sad but loving remembrance Of
J. TYDfNGs. who entered into rest two years
ago today, February %. 1916.
On. dear wife. how I miss you,
Every night and every day;
Ny heart is sad and lonely
Ever since you went away.
Your sweet face is ever before me.
The sweet kiss You always gave me
Still fingers with sweet divine.
I often wonder IL you know
1nt. How = LONG long to- to see s1i so1i deaf lea h
By her LOVING HUSBAND. J. b. TYDNoe.
We may all have our sorrow.
Some grief quickly dies away.
But the loss Of my dear mother
By HEk e7fs noEES NJ ssaTs f5sn fsz
GRANDCHILDREN, FRANCES AND Will
BUR.
I miss thee from thy home, dear Dot6eE1 \
] miss thee from thy place; II
A shadow Ger my life il cast, - 4,
miss the sunshine Of thy face. sBi
miss thy kind and willing hanaz, l,GHt
Thy fond and earnest care;
Home is dark without thee,
I miss thee everywhere.
By HER DAUGHTER DELLA AND GRAND !
CHILD EUGENIA. Z
God called you just two years today al
To dwell with Him on high. Ni
And when BE takes our grief away
Wen meet you in the sky. ~
Some day, perhaps, wen understand, 4
When meet again in the better land.
You don't know the sorrow to be left alone, II
Till God sends a message to your home.
'Ts sad when He calls for one another,
But worst of all when God calls mother.
BY SON RICHARD AND DAUGHTER-IN-LAW
DORA AND GRANDcHILD. MARIAN
TYDINGS.
WEAVER. In sad but loving remembrance of
our loving and devoted parents, GEORGE W.
WEAVER, who entered the haven Of rest 0ve
years ago. January IS, 1918. and FANNIl
MUSE WEAVER. twelve years ago today. Feb
ruary %. 1906.
Our hearts still ache for you. parents dears
Your loss we will ever feel.
THEIR LOVING DAUGHTERA
We bring the flowers that you loved. II
And scatter them on your mounds VI
We keep them fresh with our tears, ',
That fall upon the ground. |
THEIR LOVING some.