Evening star., 1927-03-16
yu Menoriam.

WI l.. Who depsrted this lits MsrcS %
and March 16. 1920 and 1925; respectively.
5sse bfIn b hopsrsa dead s1nn re ne nf es.no;
| death they are gone. but thinking in terms
OF life beyond we shall see them again.
We're sown on earth that we shall be
Tall and stately. ike a tree.
Like our Lord above
Here We have our laws tis true,
And they govern me and you.
THE FAMILY .
BOOKER. A tribute Of love to the memory
Of opr dear son and brother. GEORGE z
O ''U@' ~ - O' The FAMILY.
CAMERON. In sad but loving remembrance
Len caMERoN c2EfS S1uEf BEST an0 Who ss'e d:psrt.d
this insx life two years sso today. March 1e.
just when life was sweetest
TIA And she could have lived her best;
She entered that sweet rest.
In our hearts your memory fingers.
rs AIWays tender fond and true:
That we do not think OF you.
DEDyEoITERPR DEI RRoTaTEFF oNTa9TFEs fpR4 ErSTSE.
DEL CROSSE. In sad but loving remem:
NJ. DEL CROSSE (nee Giovsnnoni5, who
departed this life thirteen years ago today.
You are not forgotten. dear Florence
Nor will you ever. be.
As. long as life and memory last
HER DEVOTED MOTHER AND FATHER
DEL crosse. In sad but loving remem-
DEL crosse qG enee ;iosr GiovannoniS. SS Who DE- e.
March 16 1914.
| In our hearts your memory fingers.
There is not q dear. dear sister.
HER IovfNG g s1sTERs 81 a4n %N6 81 BRorHERs. RSS
our dear fase sse oS oHN %Se
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Growing weaker, day BY day.
Until God took him away.
To see himsslowly leaving us
As helpless we stood by
And drained the cup of bitter grief
in' RHsnfG HIS DEvofED Wo ED GclRi c&R12bREN. aisR
CONES asar In ssd ;.n1 and 6F IpTTF
March i6 1925
In my, my heart you, memory fingers,
There is not day dear Lottie,
YOUR Fhat tdNsso%E SG oSi shph FRfENHD e NHDSu' R. L.
SMITH
LANCASTER. Sacred to the memory OF our
dear mother and grandmother. who de.
&areS sseS IS. tgii is99' .e n'' years ago 'OoA''
Some ma, think I am not lonely.
When they see me smile;
Little do they know the heartaches
HER nai GaLDsES fsHsr ENNIS d, shs wilkins AND
CHARLES LANCASTER.
A grandmother, loving and kind
Has sss gone and a. left e. me E.r behind. sn,
NAY God T grant ant her her etc eternal f' rest
HEh VfoLk PfyNNTdERs EyINdEasrEssR EssRANDDAUGHrEF'
Nary In Ans EE" Il OS Who SeRTsd aspsreS %O'S S
life one year ago today: March is 1870.
Church % and and Little 'sis Sisters g g. Don'i"'s
Cal n. not s back the the dear departed:
On the borderland We left her
Sgn bsSons to met abs and %oTd psTt of 70
We have left our darling mother
" ' 'e ~ HER CHILDREN.
0"s 0"' not iGffIs'fs HER SISTER.
MARSHALL. To the memory OF our darling
daughter and sister GERALDYNE MAR
March is. 1922.
She is waiting by the river.
Just across the silent stream.
Where sweet flowers are always blooming
And the banks are always green
Ever remembered.
MORGAN. FARR. In sad but loving re-
HENRY" HENRY 'MooRGXNs Who died fourteen
Years dkD. 10. AoAbs oAlLAE
FebFaaay @ 1918 snd NTs FAkR
to-day Sfs MSESsh %arch IS. HG IssS 'su 's'e" years Ao
hf,s 81 PsgSaTEk $f%f5k last &S6 SISTER,
REDD. In sacred memory of our dear wife;
mothsr and gRTand%other R ,s,j Mrs. ne. NELLIE ne
two years ago today. March rs. 1928.
Dear mother we know, You have gone
to that beautiful home
Where sickness Is no more:
We hone TO meet you some day
H1}AsBhSp1 }A .hs oeaCfiIIiD aGCfHiTLDREN REM AND GRAND.
CHILDREN
Though silent your voice and vacant your
How sweet are the memories that Hnger
there -
Till I meet my dear grandmother over
yonder again.
My grandmother is sleeping. from sorrow
Oh. Wake wax 'fi her not to suffer again;
OH think how she suffered and moaned
As the long night hours we soothed her
Till God. in His goodness sert down from
An angel 10 whisper message Of love.
Home at last 50 swestly sleeping.
Where there is no pain sorrow:
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sssf e hs Em,T9TS sgSSS0 Of So SgT dear
parted this life six years ago today. March
16. 1921.
In our hearts your memory fingers,
Always tender. fond and true:
There is not a day dear mother,
That do not think of yOu
HER DEVOTED CHILDREN.
sPEIDEN. A tribute of love in memory of
my dear son. CLARENCE f. SPEIDEN.
who died three years ago today. March 49,
1924 MOTHER
In sad and loving renlembrsncs
OF our dear brother. IRA r. T. WRIGHT
who left US one year ago TO-DAY. N arch