Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-04-30
Hin Mrntnrtant.

BROWN, MARY. In loving remembrance OF
our dear sister, who departed ,a tbs hie
Just a memory fond and true.
Just s9fsn Of gyss dev SN w e EEou
DAVENPORT, CLARENCE. A token OF love
CLARENCE DAVENPORT. who departed
this life one year ago today, April 80, 1893.
Remembrance is golden chain
Death tries to break, but ell in vain:
To have; to love; ,. and then to part
FRIEND DAISY.
brsnce q my dear mother. ANNIE DOGS,
today, April 80, 1923.
Can help but feel so lonely
When her voice I do not hear2 >
Than the words she used to say.
HEB DEVOTED DAUGHTER, MATILDA
CAN'T, JOSEPHINE s. A. tribute of love
S afgar sS IBIS ibis life three years ago today
When mother breathed her last farewell
The stroke meant more than tongue can
The, world seems like. another place
without the HER im5ie p e p91her sHf6REN
HODGES. EDGAR X. tribute of love to
sSR HoSqgs G Sho aSesysss s Ems lie
As loved you. so I miss you;
ra an my ysm memory yon are always near;
1I RsIsi reme1eTea' . d91nsed Tor always
~ '' ''A' ~ MOTHER.
JOHNSON. WILLIAM BARKER, Jr. In sad
H wIfaM BSk e our aSsySa
today, April 30. 1929.
How happy were the bygone days,
When our circle was, complete.
To live at Jesus feet.
Sad. sad. o Lordl how dreary.
Lonesome, lonesome. every spot
Listening for your loving voice and foot
v0 Wssry. for we hear them not. AMI, s,,
3SSs D ASSkE%. S cI2GbE oA As d
JOHNSON. WILLIAM BARKER. yr. Sacred
m Of oz ass5sF eFoseE DE-
ppasrt,eSdI EDO this life on, year ago today. April
Dear is the grave where my foster brother
Sweet is the memory which never shall
Flowers may. wither. leaves may die,
9 9theEs may ET 19rgat you 6gt nsyer VII
CATHERINE WILLIAMS.
JOHNSON. WILLIAM BARKER. Jr; In re:
BARRa 81 m gear Jr fre RSo
this life one year ago today, April so, 1929.
'Tis sweet to remember him who once was
Though absent to me. he is Just as dear.
The midnight stars shine on the grave,
OF the 0nf is q TsfEs Sqs f RosA ne cHD
dsyetiSp to the memory Of our dear mother:
A-e -'"' ''A' ' ' HER CHILDREN. e
MATTHEWS, CORA L. tnee. YORK;. In
s;nafo, ssJnsother life one year ago today April
My heart still aches with sadness,
My eyes shed many tears;
q sne end oi aoe sad %Ss Year
The years may wipe out many things,
The memory Of such happy days
When we were here together.
HER DEVOTED DAUGHTER, EDITH.
MATTHEW'S. CORA L; In SAD but loyins
Of my dear %otRsT CORA s l.
year ase TO-DAY xn April o. ls2s ,s ..ls one
HF Rfo RE NSIsoN. DAUGHTER MRS MA
TUCKER; MARY I; In loving remembranee
ARY s VII, s1g ,t the ReGyfd Ssqs
Ap pskes So. T 1870 dieo ten years ago TO-DAY
Just line of sweet remembrance.
Just memory , fond and snd,t true
That my heart still longs for you.
The years of her life were numbered
"TSe f Master has come and called for you"
She answered. IT am ready to CO."
Loved in life. In death remempereQ.
HER FATHER.
WEAVER, HATTIE E. In sad but loving re-
membrance of my dear wife. HATTIE E.
WEAVER. who departed this life four years
ago today. April 80. 1926.
There are some who still will linRer
At the spot where you are laid,
Who will come and bring you flowers
On the grave that death has made.
It is only a step that divides US
From glory no mortal has seen.
I shall And you when Deaths grim fingers
Have lifted the veil between.
LOVING HUSBAND, DAVID E. WEAVER.
WILLIAMS, FRANK A. In sad but loving re-
membrance of my dear son, FRANK A.
WILLIAMS, who departed this life one year
ago today April 80. 1929.
Remembrance Is a golden chain
Death tries to break. but all in vain.
To have. to love, and then to part.
Is the greatest sorrow OF ones heart.
WILLIAMS. FRANK A. In sad but loving
remembrance of my dear husband, FRANK
A. WILLIAMS. who departed this life one
year ago today. April 80. 1929.
It is lonesome here without YOU, t,
In the midst of friends am blue.
For beneath my smile my aching heart
Is always longing for you.
FUNERAL DIRECTORS.