Evening star., 1932-10-02

dear mother. ALICE F. BACHE who de-
THE CHILDREN
CEPHAs, AMANDA. In remembrance OF my
dear darling mother, AMANDA CEPHAS.
Sho died eight yeas ago today. October
There Is one who st.n WI lnser, dear
At the spot where you are laid
VINO viii come and bring you flowers
On the grave that death has made
HER aSp,i DEvoTED DAUGHTER, MAUDE
DEITZ, LOUIS H. In sad but loving re-
ther, LOUIS H DEiTz. who died thirty
two years ago today. october 2. 1900.
Yet he has merely Travelled on. as many
Within distant city fair he waits for me
And when shall come our time to make
that Journey through the gloom.
To welcome Us. he Will be there the smil-
HIS LOVING WIFE WIFE AND Il sc CHILDREN.
FOiLIN; HELEN 1: IN loving remembrance
Of HELEN l. FoLLIN, who died one year
Loved in life, remembered in death
HER MOTHER. =
JOHNSON. Z. LILLE In sad and loving
II1 ITeIm1em6ranGe n Of our dear daughter. z.
LILLE JOHNSON. who departed this life
i've years ago today. october 2. 1927.
Gone from US but leaving memories
Death can never take away.
Memories that Will always nnger
While upon this earth we stay
Friends may think We have forgotten
,t,Ia Whea n a! I'm times they see US smile.
One smile hides all the while
HER LOVING MOTHER, FATHER AND
JONES Gsas LoITIG: II ITasmtegbrsnce Of my
1914 ia SISTER zsFiS NARY ffR MCGEE MeGEE. q
MEINBERG. LENA AND JOHN. In sad but
LENA and JOHN MEINBERG. who de-
parted this lie the End and 5th OF Octo-
Der. 1918.
God knows how much We miss them;
Never shall their memory fade
LOVING THOUGHTS shall always wander
To the spot where they are laid
THE FAMILY
ROGERS, MARY. In memory of our dear
mother and beloved wife. MARY ROC
August 20. 1852. So = iet eeiHs' resi- On
A FAMILYs DESPAIR.
Mons dead Mons dead,
Mons derad-Moms dead
That's all our hearts are saying,
Mons cead-Moms dead.
Like the leaden peal OF bells,
Beating on our hearts those words.
Nom dead-Mcms dead.
In our death-like stupor.
Beat those words forever.
Inere IS no light. there is no hope
Mons dead-Mom's dead!
RESIGNATION.
MONS dead SO many days
The deadly shock is Ger
For now we see more clearly,
Not our viii. not hers; but God s,
She did not wish to leave us.
She did not want TO go away,
Oftentimes she used to pray.
Thy Will De done-My God!' 1t has.
And though she fought death 10 the end,
Her arms outstretched TO hold her back,
She, bowed her head and shut her eyes
AND gaSpeo and said, Il come
Spartan soldier-like. she fought this fEht
Worked from reveille til past retreat.
Nc, no roses eased her tired, burning feet.
I'll death, when they were piled apeak
Orchids in life she never saw.
But Ger her bier they proudly blazed.
And We the irony Of II saw
AS they lowered her and them into the
Then far Of in distant hills.
vas heard the strain Of sorrows, Taps
Go to sleep-go TO sleep,
Sleep, sleep, mother. dear. in peace
Now our only hope. our peace, our JOY.
As We lift our heads to her blue sky
We see her face With smile so sweet
And know that always there she II be-
Know that when We. TOO shall roam.
There she'll be 10 welcome us home.
Wait patiently. mother. dear
We are slowly coming home,
Amid heavenly halleluiahs.
Smile. FORGET your tears
coming home TO God ana mother.
Listen for three more shots
And Taps Ger rested guns
Wei come one by one.
And we II stand beside YOU
And welcome the others see.
Today in heavenly communion
We talked 10 you through God.
And peace stole Ger our spirit
AS We Knelt upon your sod.
Iis Sunday. the dawn broke with ROSY hue
We awoke and cried out TO YOU,
Ihen remembered what in sleep forgot.
1ou were sleeping IN an Arlllgtons S grassy
plot.
Sleeping there with soldiers all about,
Al leaSt IN oeaih you cannot lonely be
a stout brown wall. tall cedars, sentry like
Eternal vigil keep-theyl II not sleep a all.
S!eep. mother, dear; sleep. sleep, sleep.
Rest IN peace. sleep, mother sleep
we your UglI keeping, waiting, waiting,
waiting.
Gods your spirit kee%~e. keeping keeping.
IImmnaeuiate Mary mother Of God,
Holy Marys ascension month,
Mother dears ascension. too.
Alone together-peace forever
Our love to rest has gone.
For He do call for heaven,
II was her Easter morn
HER BELOVED HUSBAND. DENIS ROC
ERS. AND HER SORROWING DAUGH-
TER. NARY, AND HER TWO SONS,
DENNIS AND JERRY
WHITAKER. REV. GEORGE H. Sacred Is
Ihe memory Of Rev. GEORGE H WHIT
TAkER. who departed this life three wears
ago today. October 2, 1929
Not now. but in the coming years
1t may be IN the better land
We Will read the meaning of our tears
linen surely We Will understand
DEVOTED FRIENDS, MRS p Butt Err
AND FAMILY.