The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1919-02-28

winch never can De ull6Q.
God called her home. it was His will,
But i'm our hearts we love her still;
Her memory is as sweet today,
AS in the hour she passed away.
BY her daughters Efie and Melva.
The month Of February once more in here
TO me the saddest OF the year,
Because 1t took from me away
Sister Margaret three years ago today.
~ her sister, 4Ollie-
In loving remembrance OF my dear sis
ter, Eva K. Brauning, who died two
months ago, January 20, 1918.
| cannot forget you dear sister,
Though long may seem the months,
As I-Sar beside your bedside
: And wiped away your tears. '-.
| There II one who still will l1nRer
To the spot where you are laid;
iWho will come and scatter flowers
~ her iovin:x sister. Mrs. John Bollinger;
I'm sad but loving remembrance OF my
dear wife, Margaret =. Boliinger who
died years ago February 26, 1916
Once our home was bright and happy.
o how sad and dreary today;
For my dear and loving wife
Has forever passed away.
You ask why I'm cast down.
And why whisper her sweet name;
Only those who lost wife
Know the sorrow and the pain.
By her loving husband.
Death has robbed US Of our mother,
Who we loved and cherished dear;
1t was mother, YES dear mother,
Can we help but shed a tear.
BY her daughters, Melva and Fife.
In sad but loving remembrance Of my
darling son and brother, Emory L. Barber,
who departed this life one month age. Feb
ruary %, 1919. , t F<
had little treasure once.
1 He was my joy and pride;
I loved him, Oh, perhaps too WELL
h For soon he slept and died.
In a little snow white casket,
Resting all among the flowers,
Lies my darling blue eyed brother,
Who such a short while was ours.
All, could l see my pet once more,
And press him to my heart,
And feel his loving arms around my neck,
How happy ! would BE- .
BY his loving mother and sisters.
In sad but loving remembrance of our
dear son, Herschel z. Arnold who died
February "a, 1918 e.
One whom we loved so WELL
We miss his coming foot steps;
We miss him everywhere,
Home is not what it used to be since our
dear son is gone.
On the misery of that morning,
When we stood around his bed,
Till death stole up on him softly,
And we knew his soul had fed.
When the angles brought me message
That our dear son must 60,
None but those who had lost one,
Could our grief and sorrow know.
BY his mother Ella N. Arnold.
In loving remembrance of our darling
baby, Margaret NJ. Corbin, who departed
this life February n, 1918.
Death has robbed us of our darling,
Whom we loved and cherished dear;
1t was darling. yes dear darling,
Can we help but shed tear.
Yes we miss, oh, we miss her,
When we see her vacant chair,
And how sad ii ~ without her,
For there is no darling there.
BY her parents, Mr.. and Mrs. Mervin Cor
bin.
In loving remembrance of my dear hus-
band Grover G. Hunter, who departed this
life December 26. 1918, aged 26 years and
a days.
can never forget you Grover,
While in this troublesome world | stay;
And my heart has never been.
The same since you passed away.
oh if could only see you dear Grover once
more,
And press you to my breast again,
And feel your loving arms around my neck.
How happy | would be.
He il gone. but was so kind and true to
me;
He siumbered sweet. but knows no care;
His heart was true, his life was young and
Yet net cur will for God knew best.
You ask why I'm cast down.
And why / whisper his sweet name;
Only those who lost husband,
Knows the sorrow and the pain.
A. time flies on we miss aim more,
The silent room, the empty bed;
And the lonely vacant chair.
by his loving wife, Mrs. Lulu Hunter!
Death has robbed us of our dear daddy,
VINO we loved and thought was SO dear;
It il daddy, yes, dear daddy,
Can we help but shed n tear.
We miss you dear daddy here,
We miss you there.
We miss you everywhere.
Blame us not for weeping,
For we have no daddy any more.
By his dear children. Joseph and Isabelle.
In memory of my loving father, VIVA. =
r. Yingling who died ] year ago, February
"a, 1918.
The memory of my father
While | live will be,
monument Of endless love,
A Heayenward guide for me.
Oh. may we meet. dear father,
Where friends no more shall weep.
For those who die in Jesus.
Their death is only sleep.
BY his daughter, Mrs. Adam Rupert.
In sad but loving remembrance OF our
dear son Herschel IL. Conway, who died
Just four months ago today, October -
Gone but not forgotten.
Just four sad months have elapsed. NJ.
! Since we laid our dear boy away,
And yet Is seems as fresh IN our ,mlnds
As if it were but yesterday.
! How our hearts were sore and aching,
When we knew that We must part.
But there IL one ISOLATION. s-E
We will meet again, where there j. NJ
sickness pain or death.
In the graveyard softly sleeping
l Where the tender flowers wave.
, Lies the oneswe love so dearly
| In the cold and silent grave.
h Sleep on dear Herschel.
M And take thy rest,
God took you home he thought it best
i By hfs loving mother and father
4 I'm sad remembrance Of my dear mother,
Mrs Samuel Breighner. who departed
v this life "a years ago, this 2Sth day OF
February
4 Its sweet to be remembered
And loving thing TO ind,
Y Although you may be absent
H You ate still kept i'm our mind.
BY her loving daughter, Mrs. Harry
Y Adams
" More on the casualty list from Car
roll county: Corp. James C Myers,
M Tansytown; Corp. John T. Scott.
Svkesville. and Private Norman H.
\ TTtn Nav Windsor