Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-01-15
In 1Gemorian.

In Nemoriam.
dear grandma, HANNAH HUNT. who g.
parted this life ono year ago today. Janu-
airy Is, 1918.
You're not forgotten. my dear grandma.
Nor will you ever be.
As long as life and memory last
/ will remember thee.
BY HER DEVOTED GRANDDAUGHTER.
ETHEL GUSNELL.
NDwELL In sad but loving remembrance
Of our dear husband and father. JOHN p.
KIDWEIL. who died year ago today,
January 10, 1918.
One year has passed. our hearts still sore:
As time goes on miss him more.
The trial hard. well not complain,
But trust In God to meet ngain.
Gone. but not forgotten.
BIZ HIS LOVING WIFE AND CHILDREN .
LIsToN In sad but loving remembrance Of
my denr mother. JOHANNA LISToS. who
died twenty-sevep years ago today. January
l.. 1892.
May she rest in peace.
by HER LOVING DAUGHTER.
NEWTON. In sad but loving remembrance OF
our dear father. WILLIAM NEWTON. who
died three years ago today, January 10,
1916, in Westmortiand county, Va
Gone, bls not forgotten.
BY HIS DAUGHTER, FLORENCE CUNNING
HAM.
III tha graveyard softly Sleeping.
Where the trees SO gently wave,
Lies the loved 30 dearly
| In the lonely, silent grave.
BY HIS CHILDREN.
PICKETT In sad and loving remembrance Of
our dear husband and father. COLES G.
PICKETT, who departed this life one year
ago today. January 10. 1918.
moan for you, dear husband,
But not with outward show.
For the heart that means sincerely
Means silently and low.
| 1t is sweet TO know we will meet again
WHERE parting is TO more.
And that the l love dearly
Has only gone before.
] by HIS DEVOTED WIFE. EMMA II. PICK
EFT.
His busy hands are folded.
His work earth is done
His trials here eI.ded,
His heavenly crown has been won.
Happy home we once enjoyed.
How sweet the memory still.
| But death has left vacant chair
This world never I'LL.
HIS DEVOTED CHILDREN. MRS. CoRINNf
WEIGHT, JOHN, JAMES. JOSEPH AND
| RICHARD PICKETT.
SETTLERS. Sacred to the memory Of our dear
husband. father and brother, GEORGE ID.
| SETTLERS who departed this life year
| ago today, January Is. 1915.
In the graveyard softly sleeping
Where the flowers quietly wave,
Lies the one we love SO dearly
In his lonely, silent grave.
| Thou art gone, but not forgotten
In this great world Of strife;
Thou shalt always be remembered
As long as God gives Us life.
| More and more each day miss you.
| Friends may think the wound is healea
| But they little know the sorrow
That lies in our hearts concealed.
Thou art gone, but not forgotten.
| Fresh our love will ever be, .
| For as long there is memory
| We shaa always think Of thee.
| Days OF sadness still come Ger us,
| Tears of silently flow;
Fond memory keeps our beloved one near us,
Though heaven claimed him year ago.
\ BY THE FAMILY.
SETTLERS In memory of my devoted father.
| GEORGE u. SETTLERS, who departed this
| life year ago today, January Is, 1918.
| II miss you from around me. papa, dear,
| miss you from your place;
Shadows Ger my life are east,
] miss the suashne of your face.
! / miss the kind and willing hand,
| Your fond snd earnest care;
Ny home dark without you, papa,
/ 1 miss you everywhere.
HIS LOVING DAUGHTER. JESSIE s.
JOHNSON.
WILSON. Sacred to the memory OF my desr
| wife, MARTHA ELLEN WILSON, and de-
voted mother Of Wilbur, May A., Regina and
| Joseph, who peacefully passed away one year
ago to-day. January 10, 1918, in Bowie. Nd.
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| No care is on her brow;
Oh. blame not for weeping,
| For We have no mother now.
| We stood beside her bedside,
! We saw her life depart,
But when that she was dead
II nearly broke our hearts,
BY HER DEVOTED HUSBAND AND chill
Dear is the grave in which she is laid.
Sweet is the memory. which shah never faae:
Heart OF my life is buried deep
TrnAar fta Ixha fltRrs al arnU
BY HER LOVING DAUGHTER REGINA.
YOUNG. tribute of love to the memory q
cur darling daughter and sister. ELlzABETH
| YOUNG, who departed this life one year aGe
| today, January IT, 1915.
| oh, dear dsughfer 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:
I feel your hands in mire;
The sweet leok you always gave me
Sti.l fingers within NY mind
1 often wonder il you know -
| How / long to you, dear.
| Just to have you speak TO me
| And know that yuu near.
BY HER MOTHER, SUSIE YOUNG.
4 Never shall 1 cease TO love thee,
Never shall thy memory fade: sd
Sweetest thoughts forever linger
| Around the grave VIII ere thou vert laid.
BY HER LOVING SISTER FRANCES.
Dearest sister. thou hast left Ms.
And your less We deeply feel,
But tbs God thct has bereft us,
| He can all sorrows heal.
BY HER SISTER FLORENCE.
YOUNG. In sad but loving remembrance q
| ny dear beloved sister-aaw, ELIZABBTH
| YOUNG. who entered into eternal rest o.
| year ago this day. January Is, 1918.
Called from this world 10 peaceful rest,
| Called by (sed who knoweth best:
De ar In my memory you shall remain
| Till in heaven We shall meet again.
| Twelve months ago this very day
| Death stole in and took beloved one away
| To her eternal home on high:
/ In my memory she lives and shall never die,
ley HER LOVING BROTHER-IN-LAE.
/ LEROY WELLINGTON,
FUNERAL DIRECTORS.