Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-03-15
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BARNES. In loving remembrance of JOHN
F.. March IS. 1923.
Whereof the man. that with me trod
IhiS planet was a noble type
Appearing the times were ripe IL
That friend of mine who lives ~ 900
BROWN. In loving memory of my Kind and
devoted sister. DELLA BROWN. who passed
into the great beyond seven years ago 10
day. March Is. 1920.
She fought life's battle bravely
g., And patiently stood the test. .,....,,
Because she was Gods best.
'Tis only little way then l shall see
NY sister. who in glory Is waiting LOT n M
Her voice from heaven now hoats on the
She is calling me tenderly. calling me there.
HER LOVING BROTHER JOSEPH -
BROWN. In sad but loving rememoraH1ee ~
my loving and devoted sister. DELlA
BROWN. who departed this NE seNe"
years ago today, March 10. l92O
You suffered hours. yes, hours OF pan,
To wait for cure but il was all IA vain
Till God alone knew what was best
He called YOU home tp give you rest
A sister dear, sister kind,
Has gone and LETT me here behind.
But for ali she did her best. -.
HER lonely SISTER. MRS. MAMIE.
BROWN. In sad but loving rememorance OF
my dear sister, DELLA BROWN: VINO as
parted this life seven years ago tVuoS'
March 15. 1920
Oh. the memory OF that early morn
As we looked with, aching hearts
Knowing the one we loved so Gear
Soon from must part.
so often think of you, dear slstef
This W" world would be a heaven to me
Could you be with me again.
You are not forgotten, dear Della
Nor will you ever be.
AS long a. life and memory last
NH SlTay 81 thi HIs 1F sh1 nj ANCHE
BROWN. In sad but loving remem5raiclStSs OF
our dear wife and mother, DELLA BkOW,H'
who died seven years ago today. March 10
1920
Dear is the grave where my wife is laid
Sweet is the memory which never snaii
Flowers may wither leaves may die.
Others may forget you, but never shaii l.
Sleep on. dear wife. and take your rest
God took you home, He Thought Il best
Your willing hands shall toll no more
HER Devoted HTsBAND AND SON.
LEE In gERE hFE wSd 5 dSyps Gsss
this life ten years ago today. March 10
HER DEVOTED SON. JOHN II. LEE.
MORTON. In remembrance Of my son on
ISAIAH MORTON, who departed this life
one year ago. March 10. 1870
How l miss your smiling face.
Dear son, since you went away:
One day on that shining shore.
III meet y2Rqi s 'G bEvo SffE M MoT II E
RICHARDS To the memnS5y Of hIG oar R aser
who departed this life March 10. l92j
four years ago today; o,r,,rrnrx-
sMALLwOOD. In sad but loving, remem-
6Eanee of de$T6 6evose So S aapartsd
III lie nine years ago To-Day "''eH 10
In my heart your memory, fingers,
Always tender. fond and true;
There is. not day, dear husband.
HIS Sd DEVOTED WIFE. CARRIE SMALL
THOMPSON. In memory of our loved one,
hi ssEssIE rTH6oMPsoN AND ) ivfRGi.!iA
rI kSGN 5 1 n RRGHyA & o Who deaf aed notice s
sE9 a :ed a. M5rS6 nS
Give them flowers while they're living.
Give them honor. love and cheer:
OF their labor while they're here.
We loved her when we had her here.
We tried our best to save;
No spot on earth Is dearer now
DAuaaTE RSr o MARIE H.E'" ANNIE. ELIZA
TYLER En- ii in sad but loving remembranee q
our dear daughter and sister. LEM
ago today. March 5. 1925.
| Just line of remembrance,
| Just a token OF love, dear Lena,
That our hearts still long ie M1y you
WASHINGTON. In sad but loving remem,
braaee Of ny dsElins husband n WLlA Ans
| year ago today. March 10. 1926.
/ The hands that did go much for me,
How helplessly they lie
God knows they worked continuously,
But they are now resting in the grave
Some may think / am not lonely.
When at times they see me smile:
They do not know how my heart aches,
MS Aq To R4S Wife SffF lillian eli i9i WA %lsisHrSs
Dear Willie. your CHEEKY smiles and kindly
ways,
Are pleasant to recall:
You had smile for every one
And died beloved by all.
SISTER-IN-LAW. IDA CR1SPELL. Tarry-
town. New York.
wHITTINGT0N IN 9gyns Eemgsm5sanss Of
who departed this life three years ago to.
day March 10. 1924.
Some may think I am not lonely
When they see me smile.
Little do they know the heartaches
That ! suffer all the while.
HER LOVING HUSBAND. FRANKE
WHITTINGTON.