Evening star., 1944-04-27
lin Mrntn iant.

memory % Of GEORGE ". ALIEN IHfsa who he ene des
parted this life April ~. 1889, Ave years
HIS DEVOTED BROTHER AND SISTERS
DAN AND WILHELMENA V. WoRMLEY.
CLARK, WILLIAM z: In loving mem
To-Day Apf ~ .iX isas years ago
cEHRaEs WagsnS HTAsS asT :: Sullivan AND
membranes Of HoWARD i s. Z ETHRIbtdE. 4H1sIt H.
who departed this life one year ago to-
day, April 27, 1943.
Faithful and honest in all his ways,
Devoted and true to the end Of his days;
lg Lovang and gent}e. patient and kind,
BROTHER BILL AND FAMILY.
=, EIAEIpGE, HowARD 81 psldying T 4:
husband HOWARD 8 - ETHRfDGE. G0 who ho
departed this life one year ago today.
HIS aa soss faes i0 iSsf h0 sses aas hand
His l0vinsf&nile. his welcofne voice,
pHvoTsp aas Rsl5S WIFE e mash Asb e eHiEpREN.
ory Of our dear wife, and mother. FLOR
years ago today, April 81, 1912.
EoS Pser sns saAs aTs svs Ns i5 osf % thgyshts
TIERS.
HALE, AMOS LEE. tribute of love
and devotion to our son, AMOS LEE HALE
Tho sdS, entered into eternal rest April ~,
How dim % my eyes eye with tears;
For death has robbed me Of five dear ones
thought were mine for years.
Some may, think I'm not lonely
When a m
But little do tf1ey. know the heartache
That suffer all the while.
Amos. dear. to have you near,
IT, How .us rs,r happy % We woulS BE- -
And have you home with me.
He, had smile for every one.
A kind and willing hand.
We watched him suffer day by day.
1t caused us bitter grief
To see him slowly pine away
And could not give relief.
His.weary hours and days of pain,
HIS troubled nights are past.
And IN our aching hearts we know
He has found sweet rest at last.
When evening shadows are falling
And / am sitting all alone,
In my heart there comes a LONGING.
HIS pEvoTRp @ S aoTHGR eH9d cry ANp iSps FATHER
MR.. AND MRS. P. L. HALE.
JONES. CHARLOTTE CECILIA. In lov-
Ing memory ~ OF our dear BY
and cared for her. :"
JONES, CHARLOTTE CECILIA. In
oYnE 4E memory 1f o9T anNE dsar mot mothes caAR
e eternal rest two Years ago 1f today, ssea April
81, 1912.
We miss you so much.
HER RI hoYING YIN g GHILDREM IL AND ToM
AND TUCKER.
brance Of my mother, IDA LILLIAN LADD,
Who LETT us four years ago today, April
She has gone to dwell with Jesus,
In the mansions of the blest,
Where the heart ceases IT'S struegles
And the soul has MnRnt5Es ete51al TsI1 iTr ID.
ing remembrance Of our devoted mother
VICTORIA L. SHECUT, who entered into
eternal rest one year ago today, April
No fortune or fame can ever compare
To a mothers love or a mothers prayer;
And Of all Gods gifts there isn't another
So PRECIOUS and wonderful as you, dear
If ever a love existed,
If ever soul filled its mission on earth
HER DEVOTED CHILDREN,
STEVENS, VICTORIA. In loving remem-
brance Of my darling mother. VICTORIA
STEVENS who departed this life thirteen
Deep in our hearts lies picture.
More precious than, silver or gold;
It's picture of my dear mother,
DRHsU%9TF Ell nITiE HLAS s[S" G 9d
CON.
STEWART, LAURA Z. cox In loving
sister, LAURA E. cox sTEWART, who
l948a' a''N'D Vic ''"' "'0 '''"'' A''t' 80
Home at last, so sweetly sleeping
On the Saviour's gentle breast,
Where there is no pain or sorrow,
HER fRoTHER' JOHN Z. H1TE, AND HER
SISTERS; MARY Z. ADDISON AND RE-
BECCA H. HARRIS.
WALKER, BERTHA GREENE. In loving
Of our dear dsd sister BERTHA
| today, April 27. 1910.
You are not forgotten. loved one,
Nor will you ever be;
AS long as life and memory last
YOUR GoV1Na S4I q sls4ERs hsan & S aSp BROTHER
aAMIF eRAWFoRba Ta9MASi 1sIAH CREME }AMHE GREENE
WASHINGTON. HENRY S., JR. A trib-
ute Of love and devotion in memory Of my
dear husband HENRY s, WASHINGTON,
| today, April 27, 1943,
No one knows how much I miss you,
No one knows the bitter pain
l have suffered since l lost you,
Life has never been the same.
In my heart your memory lip2ers,
| Sweetly, tender, fond and true;
There is not a day, my dear,
That do not think of you,
| Surrounded by friends l am lonesome
| In the midst of my Joys l am blue;
| With a smile on my face I've a heartache,
Longing, my dear, for you.
| LOVING WIFE, BURDELLE j. WASHING
TON
WILSON, WILLIAM r. A tribute OF love
and devotion to the memory of our ia ther,
WILLIAM F. WILSON, who left us five
years ago, April 81, 1889
| Ever near us though unseen,
The dear immortal spirits tread
For all the boundless universe is life
There are no dead.
LAuRf@AND MARGARET.