Evening star., 1924-12-08
gn Memnriafit.

Jn Mef11nrtaf11.
Of EN- my sister and aunt. MARENDIA DUN
December s, 1923.
The only link death cannot sever
is doVe and memory, which live forever.
HER DEVOTED SISTER ELIZABETH
AND NIECE CLEON.
HARpIke. ARR Kf. IN loving Fsms@br.nce Of nv
caleo by God one year ago.
see thee still
Rem, Remembrance. faithful to her trust.
Sslis thee in beauty from the dust;
Ihou comest in the morning light,
thon rt with me through the gloomy night.
In dreams meet thee Of DID,
!heh tiny soft arms my neck enfold,
And thy sweet voice is in my ear;
IN every scene of memory dear
see thee still.
see thee still:
Thou art not in the grave confined
Death cannot chain the immortal mind;
Let earth close Ger its sacred trust
But goodness dies not in the dust.
Ihee my darling. it's not thee
Beneath the coffin's lid 1 see
Thou to fairer land art gone
1here let me hope. my journey done,
HER HUSBAND.
mother. MAUD HARRIS, who departed this
lie Tour years ago today, December 3, 1920.
The only link death cannot sever
Is love ana rP Pmem4Ty, NOR which nyes 1oreysr
HUTCHINSON. In sad and loving remem-
brance of my dear husband CHAS. HER
BERT HUTCHINSON. who departed this
Ire nneo, SO suddenly tdd5 two years ago today
Gone but not forgotten.
BY HIS WIFE.
JACKSON. In sad and loving memory Of our
dear mother. LAVINA JACKSON. who de-
parted this life two years ago today, Decem-
ber $, 1922
What is home without mothers
p,.t an things that God may send;
But when we lost mother
We lost our dearest friend.
1t is lonesome here without you.
And sad The weary way,
for lie is not the same TO US
Since you were called away
HER LOVING CHILDREN, A. SMACKUM,
RICHARD AND WILLIAM R. JACKSON.
qPs GSa gt bay Ssy BY 13s s.y
Since I've seen the face of mother,
Since we've laid her form away.
Oh. mother. the time will shortly come
When | shall leave and follow thee
Beyond the earthly plain of ours,
To see my God and thee.
Then face few more trials
And just few tears,
Since l know that you, dear mother.
Are watching and waiting over there.
YOUR DEVOTED CHILD, E MINOR
JOHNSON. Sacred to the memory Of our dear
mother. who entered eternal rest dve years
ago today, December 8, 1924
Dear mother, how We miss you
Since from earth you passed away,
And our hearts are aching sorely
As we think of you each day.
HER DEVOTED CHILDREN SARAH. GIL.
BERT. GEORGE, JOSEPH AND MARIE
KEEsE. Sacred to the memory Of our dear
father, JOHN H KEESE, who departed this
life so suddenly 10 years ago today, Decem-
Der S. 1909.
The only link death cannot sever
Is love and memory, which live forever
ALICE. NAOMI, MINNIE.
MOORE. token of love to the memory Of
my dear husband, SAMUEL c. MOORE,
who departed this life two years ago yes
terday, December :, 1922
Loved in life; in death remembered:
HIS WIFE, IRENE V. MOORE.
daughter, FLORENCE SCOTT PARKER.
who wwoft left US six years ago today. December
Like dove TO the ark
Thou hast flown to thy rest
From the wild OF strife
To the home OF the blessed.
MAMMA AND PAPA.
REIsTERER. In sad but loving remembrance
of dear baby. PEARL DONNA, who
died eight years ago today. December s.
1915
Little Pearl was our darling,
| Pride of all our hearts at home;
| But an angel came and Whispered,
HER NO MorHER. HER ssl FAfHRR, IL sonfs PEhRf aI AND
| k9NRAD REISTERER, AND BROTH
4 H.
WATSON. In sad and loving remembrance of
my dear wife and dear mother. LUCY
| WATSON, who departed this life six years
ago today, December S, 1918.
| In the beautiful hereafter,
| In the life that is to he,
| Somewhere in Gods great forever
Dear mother, we shall meet with thee.
THE FAMILY.
WILLIAMS. BARRETT. In loving memory
! of our dear sister. KATIE ESTELL WILL
| LIAMS. who departed this life December 8.
! 1895; also onr darling and nephew.
1 CHARLES EDWARD BARRETT, who left
US December S, 1907. THE FAMILY.
| YOUNG. In loving remembrance of my dear
| mother, ANNIE ELIZABETH YOUNG, who
| died one year ago today, December g, 1928
In nv neart your memory fingers,
| Sweetly, tender, fond and true;
There is not one day, dear mother,
| That l do not think of you
| Some may think you are forgotten.
| When they sometimes me smile;
/ But they do not know the sorrow
! That the smile hides all the while.
| LOVING DAUGHTER. MALISSA WESTON.