Evening star., 1922-07-01
Jn Menorian1.

sAITH. In sad bnt loving Remembrance d
our dear niece. THELMA LOUISE SMITH
who departed this life one. year ago today
July j, 1921.
No trembling. sad farewell
90 From her quivering lips was heard;
Was not by ripple stirred.
She was spared the parting Of tears
she was spared the mortal strife;
1t was scarcely dying-.-she only passed
IN n moment to endless life
$50 low was her Masters call
Ihat 1t did not reach our ears;
But she heard the sound and her qucl
Was full OF toy--no fears.
Weep not for her soft release
From earthly pain and care;
Nor grieve that she reached her home and
Ere she knew that she there.
But think OF the sweet surprise
The sudden and strange delight
sne feit as she met her Saviorss smile
Ana walked with Him in white.
weep not, for her tolls are Ger
And thy race may soon be won:
80 win sandaled feet and staff in hand
Let thy work for thy Lord be done"
lex DEVOTED UNCLE AND AUNT VIII.
LIAM ID. AND JOSEPHINE BROOKS.
SMIIH. In loving remembrance Of nv dea,
sisfAr. THELMA LOUISE SMITH, who lei
US one year ago today, July !. 1921.
Safely, safely gathered in.
Far from sorrow, far from sim
no more earthly griefs fears.
No more sadness, more tears;
Now hath passed from earthly care:
God Himself the soul will keep
Giving His beloved sleep
FLoRIyE V. SMITH
SPARSHoTT. A tribute of love and devo,io,
70 the memory Of my dear son. SAMUEL
ROBERT SPARsHoTT. who departed thi,
life five years ago today. July i. 1917
Out in lifes garden where sympa thy grew.
God planted a soul, 'twas the soul Of 80.
Lies wonderful gardener love seeking
went through,
he
have sought through life's garden of rose,
And found one sweet blossom, all jewelea
with dew.
Love. sympathy, faith all unchangins and
And the heart of my flower. dear son. If
Surrounded by friends am lonesome
In the midst OF pleasure am blue.
A smile on my face and heartache
Dear Robbie ] am aiways thinking OF rou
ONE WHO WILL NEVER FORGET HIN
AZ k%NG MGTi,hs AZ LIFE LASTS. HIS LONE;
TAYLOR. Sacred 10 the memory Of Mrs.
ROBERTA TAYLOR. wife of Rev ". 4.
Taylor. 1,s, ,n pastor OF the Florida Avenue Bap,
The angels Of death horered around our dear
And axss s,Sls her her away two years .so .oday
Safely, safely gathered in,
Far from sorrow. far from sin:
No more sadness. more tears
For the life SO sweet and fair,
Now hath passed from earthly care;
God Himself the soul will keep,
SHE THE MTssresxsY hs esGsfa slesR CIRCLE OF rroR,p
AVENUE BAPTIST CHURCH. MRS.
ELIZABETH WRIGHT, PRESIDENT
TAYLOR. A tribute of love to the memory Of
our dear Mrs. ROBERTA TAYLOR, wife q.
nue. Baptist Church ~ v '''''A ''e
Gone. but not forgotten
Our sweet and faithful worker
That went beyond the clouds to rest
Two years ago today.
God has saved from weary strife
In its dawn this dear sweet life:
Now ii waits for us above
Resting in the Saviors love
THE REAPERS' CLUB OF FLORIDA AVE.
DRED TOWELS, PRESIDENT
TAYLOR. In sad but fond remembrance Of
my beloved mother. ROBERTA FORTUNE
Taylor. who departed this life July /,
. There are friends. steadfast and true.
Yet none TO understand and love like you
Though il mortal Aesh you are not here.
Oh, mother. ! ever feel your spirit near.
II. CLINTON TAYLOR.
TAYLOR. In loving remembrance OF my deaI
mother. ROBERTA TAYLOR. who died July
l. 1920
Dear mother. know you've gone to rest,
loved you. but God loved you best.
DIR. WILLIAM E. TAYLOR, Greenville,
y. C.
TURNER. In sad but loving remembrance ni
my dear mother EVELYN J. TURNER,
who departed this life five years ago today,
July j, 1917
A host of friends and kindred. too.
We have TO love each other;
But this earth God gives TO each
OF just one dear mother
She it is who first must hear
OF unexpected pleasure;
Rejoicing with and her joy
Makes full the heapng measure.
The first TO comfort in distress
The one to whom our sorrow
Brings keenest pain and then again,
Reminds US OF tomorrow
We learn to lean upon her work.
Her wisdom guides and strengthens
Our character in youth and brings
Reward time is heightened.
And then the time to US must come.
When Mothers hands are folded;
To us the dearest. fairest hands
The Master Sculptor nodded.
The angels kiss the loving eyes
And close the uhite-fringed keeper:
The pulseless breast is now at rest
God keep the silent sleeper.
But let's not think of her as dead
Just waiting, over yonder.
In that fair land, with loving hand.
That sunshine land" Of wonder
Wen see her smile again some day
His promise still rings true
I'll go, and stay q little while