Evening star., 1921-09-22
DIED. e

1921. at 1920 am. ROSE ELIZABETH.
beloved wife Of John D. wilkins. daughter
Funeral from her late residence. 50 N sf.
NV. Friday. September 2a. at pm.
Relatives and friends invited. Interment
(private) at Glenwood.
IN MEMORIAM.
BAYLOR. Departed this life Tuesday even
ing. September 20, 1921. At $3.50 Pm, after
a short illness. which she bore with Chris
tian patience: MARY BAYLOR. She leaves
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relatives and friends. Funeral Friday even
ing. O'clock. from St: Johns Baptist
Church. W street between 4th and 5th. Rev.
Z. johnson, pastor, will Ofnciate.
A precious one from us has gone.
voice We love is stilled.
A place is vacant in our home
That never can be filed.
BEATLEY. In sad but Iov;ne remembrance of
my dear husband. ROBERT X. BEATLEY,
Who who died one year ago today. September q.
Your tired hands are now at rest,
Your voice forever stilled.
As husband. you were the best.
Ana your place can never be filled.
But since You could no longer stay
To cheer me with your love,
hope TO meet you some sweet day
HIS DEVOTED WIFE.
baby. GEORGE DONALD CURTIS. who de-
parted this life three years ago today.
Nobody knows longingS,
But few have seen us weep,
We shed our tears from aching hearts
While others are fast asleep.
HIS LOVING MAMMA AND PAPA.
DEAN. In memory Of my husband. JOHN X.
DEAN. who died five years ago today. Sep
LIE. who died in France three years ago to-
day. September ~, 1918. Anniversary mass
at Nativity Church. MARTHA +. DEAN.
HAUPT. Dedicated to the sacred memory Of
lnrf nd fogth f,t1 10 md siSfar
NELLIE A. HAUPT, who passed into eter-
nal rest one year ago. September -. 1920.
One lonely year has come and gone,
As time goes by I miss you more
can't become reconciled to your going away.
Though ! meet many who appear happy and
gay.
So sad and sudden was the call:
Dear Nell. your death was q shock TO all.
Perhaps some day 1 shall understand,
When ! meet you in better land.
We are taught to go to God for relief
When our hearts are burdened with sorrow
am trusting in Him to be taken over there.
Where you are waiting 90 faithful and fair.
Sleep on. dear Nell. and take your rest.
God called you home. He thought II best;
From sin and sorrow set you free.
May ] prepare follow thee.
DEV0TEDLY HERMAN X. HAUPT.
Midnight stars are cleaning
Upon lonely grave,
Where sleeping. but not dreaming.
Lies the one l could not save.
In dreams l see her dear. sweet face
And kiss her cold, cold brow:
And whisper. loved her then,
i love her memory now.
think of her in silence.
No eyes can weep.
But still within my aching heart
Her memory shall keep.
dear SON, AMBROSE OSBORNE, who died
three years ago today, September %. 1918.
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sweetly tender. fond and true;
There is not day: dear son,
1 do not think Of you.
Just line Of sweet remembrance
OF 4 son kind and true:
There is not day. dear son,
l do not think of you.
PRYOR. A tribute Of love and remembrance
Of our dear mother. AMANDA PRYOR. who
entered sweet rest twelve years ago today,
September 90, 1909.
Mother we are sad and lonely.
How We mss your smiling face;
You have left us to remember.
On earth no one can take your place.
Dear mother. nobody knows our longing.
But few have seen weep,
We shed our tears from aching hearts
While others are fast asleep.
Your tired hands are now at rest,
Your voice forever stilled:
As mother you were the best
And your place never be hled
HER LONELY DAUGHTERS. MRS. MAMIE
REDDICk AND MISS MANY L. fh1oh.
ROBINSON. A tribute to the memory OF our
devoted mother, ANNIE Il. RoBlNSoN'
who entered into eternal rest one year ago
today September -, 1920.
Tonight the Lord in His tender pity
Listened to my mothers prayer;
She suffered mortal anguish and prayed
That she might go to live with Christ. her
Savior,
Away from pain and woe
He took her to be with Him in the heavenly
realm above,
Where pain and sorrow never come. but al
is peace ana love.
HER DEVOTED DAUGHTERS.
srMMS. In sad but loving memory Of our de-
voted daughter, FRANCES h. SlMMS. de-
parted this life one year ago today, septem-
ber %, 1920.
Home at rest. sweetly sleeping
In thy Saviors tender care.
Frances we are sad and lonely
On that voice love is STILL
Thou art gone from all temptations,
Thou art gone to the house OF ivory
And there she is crowned with glory great
And see God face to face.
To that sweet home, Jerusalem.
Yes God called our darling Frances
To live with Him in Paradise.
DEVOTED MOTHER AND LOVING PAPA