The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1920-12-10

this life two months ago, To-Day, -Deceih-
Der IL, 1920
Gone but not forgotten.
.This 18th day of December,
i Two months ago. today, -
The SaddeSt thing that happened,
/ When my husband was called away
l am lonely, sad and weary,
NV troubled heart doeth mourn;
/ That the world seem so weary,
For feel that am all alone
AS Death has robbed me of my husband,
And tears now often fill my eyes,
4 Nv life has changed, my life has fled
AS l. life's path alone must tread
Lonely the house and sad the hours,
Il Since my dear husband has gone;
] But OH a brighter home than mine
In heaven is now his own
Farewell dear husband. again farewell,
Soon / snail rise to thee;
1 And when we meet, no tongue can tell,
4 How great my joy shall be.
Ry his loving wife, MRS. IDA STEWART.
Il Dear father you'll never be- forgotten,
i Never will your memory fade;
4 Sweetest thoughts will ever linger,
1 Round the grave where he is laid.
Dear fathers hands l miss them so.
] How | miss his smiling face,
! But he left me to remember
l. None earth can take HIS pldce-
/ More and more each day We miss him:
Friends may think the wound is healed,
But they little know the sorrow,
That lies beneath our hearts concealed.
Farewell dear father, sad farewell,
I The loss to us no tongue can tell,
F.! Dear hands that did so much for us.
God knows they worked continuously,
But they, are gone today.
d Ry his son and daughter-in law,
4 ERNEST w. and ELYIRA v. STEWART.
II OH how we miss our loving Grand pa,
/. AS we stand beside his lonely grave
! Although We are too young, TO, reallze IL
But we will know the meaning some day.
Dear hands that toiled for us are folded,
His poor weak heart two months Is
h His place is vacant in our home,
Il Which never can be filled. '.s
BY his two granddaughters, ~ u
4 EDNA V. and CATHERINE G. STEWART.
In sad but loving remembrance of my
dear daughter and sister, Miss Ellie Nj.
n 'Lippy who departed this life two years
ago today Dec. 18th, 1920
Gone but not forgotten.
Two years has gone dear daughter,
And | miss you more and more,
But some day perhaps We'll meet you,
On that bright and happy shore
Jesus must have loved you dearly,
That he took you home so soon, IS
| But we cannot tell the reason,
II Why he took you from our home.
| DAYS of sadness still come over me,
Hidden tears, so often flow.
Memory keeps my dear one near me-
Although she died two years ago.
From this world of grief and trouble, ~
To the land of peace of rest, a. 2 {
| God has taken my dear daughter,
Where there is, eternal rest. a. ..',,,>.
BY her mother, MRS. IDA STEWART
Dear sister to heaven thou are gone, - .i
To stand with. angels bright, -.
tAnd left us here to weep and mourn,
II But God doeth all things right.
Two sad years with all it's changes, ia
Since death strangers babe us part,
-Rut our dear sister, with all these changes.
Cannot take you from out hearts. y
Why should we call it death,
This calm sweet sleep of peace;
When the tired head is at rest,
And all life's sorrow cease. 1GbCan#
By her brother and sister-in- law
! MR. and. MRS2 ERNEST w. STEWART
EOh. may we meet you. dear Aunt Effie,
When friends no more shall Weep. .bf
For those who die in. Jesus, r !Ffa.+z
Their rest is only sweet.
BY her niece, EDNA V. STEWART