Evening star., 1925-11-25
gin M emortan.

SPENCER COLEMAN. who died one Ntal
ago today. November %. 1924.
what would we give to hold your hand.
- 1 our dear face lust to see:
fomr loving smile. your welcome voice
Which meant so much to US.
How sad is this day TO US
The day on which you died:
Your memory will cling in our hearts
HIS coz TlFE HSb bS M.RRkT fHPRF6 GSEAas EAgH R9s
COLLINS. In sad but loving remembrance
3oI Of our r., dear wife and mother. NARY A
collins. who denarted this life LIFE three
What happy DAYS once enjoyed
But. oh. how changed it all is
Since you have gone forever.
In our hearts your memory fingers.
49, Tender kind and true:
lhsre is not a day. dear loved one.
THE FAMILY.
COLLINS: III loving remembrance Of our
N Mo aGd m9heT m ASEE M TAz yezrs co of
HUsBASD AND CHILDREN
DAILY. A tribute of love and devotion to
DAILY; who -dePartaed this life - years
ago R3HaS bh and d6o our qsaf qqff th
h5e 1de, one year ago today. November 20.
We have lost those whom we loved.
StllIed the voices so sweet to hear.
Rest however they were tasked.
Oft our, eyes shall I'LL with tears:
They who taught us how to pray
Had in mind this very day.
We believed them when they sald.
God knows best and trust Him.
With trar-dimmed eyes beside their grave.
THEIR DEVOTED FAMILY.
JAYNE IL l9yiBg Tsmem5rapce Of my desr
bcr IS. 1918. '"' 'N-
Today recalls the memory
Of dear one laid to rest.
And those who still remember her
Are the cnes who loved her best
What happy DAYS we once enjoyed
when were all together.
But: oh. how changed it all is now
LOVING DAUGHTER BELLE.
JEFFERsoN In loving. memory of our t-
BERTA Jefferson inee Washington
VINO left us one year ago TO-DAY. November
% 1921
cannot understand why l had to part
From Birdie. loved dear.
But God. who doeth all things well.
- ''1'0 1aS H'a HER HUSBAND
You not forgotten.
That would be too hard to do.
As long life and memory last
We Will always think of you;
loved mother. ANNE JOHNSON who de
vember 25 1921
Beyond this vale of tears
Unnumbered by the flight of years
ana al RERTHA sfar hie ASB lS rSTs FLORENCE.
PERRY. tribute of love to the memory
of cur beloved parents. HUGH NJ PERRY.
a enifTee aRRT ff9 eienp M PERRY ss 0c@s
I29Si and our dear trothgr. EDWARD A
PERRY. November II. 1924.
would II etsrnisy tf S ree ers lonSf5 Dg
PERRY. Sacred to the memory Of our be
loved and devoted chorister II Ebenezer n:
P9rcn mon OH senior senior ii 5 :. n o Isl
aSo today. November %. 1924.
Thou in whose presence my soul takes
On whom in affection call:
Ny comfort by day and my song IN the
nv hope my salvation. my all
Though the circle Is broken
We And bd5 the parP gTarnss has sd Allen US with pain
The bright hone of mestlnG again,
ftEISEzER SISk RhL1zn ( 'HvES# H. SEwHHS SH2EE
ROBERTS. tribute to the beautiful mem
who departed this life November 25 1905
not I'd, deq6 idst to , Ts w60 SoDe 9xf pefdPa him
He lives with in memory
And will forevermore.
Ms Rob2RFs b2F7NG MaRE fHsEPEEAH + GHEEN EANAFLEs
% danthter and eFS4fs 9fs fpS9 M aVf 8 SL2DE @ se
aso auto todav %n2 NoTembeT 1n1rSe9 "a flS Ia@d 1e
We stood beside your bedside
And saw your life depart.
For when they said that YOU were dead.
HER MOTHER AND HUSBAND.
Voted dsaghter e TO and TGe sGFS step BEATRE q m
SNOWDEN TIMER who departed this
Us 1hsa' two years ago today November %
Two years have passed since that sad dav.
a Gse1 ,oa she 6eE 9ne b"s s Loved G wss m aed S
But in our hearts we love her stu
our dear mother. JOSEPHINE WEST. who
departed this life Il years ago today. No
venber %. 1914.
You were so sweet and kind:
In all our cares and SORROWS
Comfort in YOU we could always find
y6HNsr5R i; 6RWAkDs AND MATTE N
WHITNEY. In sad but loving remembrance
Of my dear mother. Lena WHITNEY.
Resting from thy labor to reward.
DATGHTER. PEARL CARROLL
dear wife and mother ANNE NJ VII
LIAMS; who died SIX years ago. November
HEk IL BEEvorED HUSBAND AND DAUeH-
ss55 SGS f R @R ~Rs ssss Of hH H,o
ber Tti.a, IS. 1893. 'O
Always tender fond and true:
There is not day. dear John.
That l do not think of you.
Some day | am going TO meet you
On that beautiful golden shore
Our circle will then be completed.
Never to be broken any more.
There is one who still fingers
At the spot where you laid.
Who still comes and sCatters flowers
On the grave that Christ has made.
'Tis sweet to be remembered
And pleasant It's to find
That though you may be absent.
You still are kept in mind
7