Evening star., 1944-12-03

BIAS, THOMAS J. In loving memory
J. BIAS. who. passed away two years ago
today, December 3, 1912.
December brings sad memories
OF a loved one gone to rest;
You will never be forgotten
BY those who loved you best
DEVOTED WIFE AND CHILDREN.
BUCKLEY, J. NORMAN. In loving MEM
ory of j. NORMAN BUCKLEY, who died
seven years ago today, December 3. 1887.
HIS SISTERS AND BROTHER.
BYRD. CLIFTON, JR. Tn sacred mem
Jr., who departed this life one year ago
today, December 3, 1943.
We stood beside your bedside
And watched your soul DEPART.
And when we saw you had left us,
1t almost broke our hearts.
Our lives have never been the same,
Our home is lonely still;
We sometimes cannot understand,
rpvdmTr Brt still oair It was Gods vii ill.,, ANN
SISTER.
BYRD, CLIFTON w.. JR. In loving re-
w. BYRD. Jr., who departed this life one
year ago today, December 3, 1843.
stood beside your bedsire
And watched your soul depart.
And when I saw that you left me,
1t almost broke my heart.
oh, how sweet to breathe thy name;
In life / loved you dearly,
In death do the same.
HIS DEVOTED WIFE, JUANTTA E. BYRD.
GILBERT, SARAH. A sacred tribute OF
love to the memory of our dear mother,
SARAH GILBERT, who departed this life
10 years ago today, December 3, 1925.
Who's love can equal the love of mother?
Who's devotion so loyal and true?
Who suffers SO much with Joy for another?
Who works with such pleasure as mother
for you?
You hail with delight the friendship OF
You reyel in love of the sweetheart
you've won:
Yet where a,n,s. do you find friendship like
Unbroken TIL death calls and life's work
HER DEVOTED CHILDREN, ADELE
GLEMEMTs .SIE SARA oNEAL. KERMIT,
HERNDoN, JOSEPH In sad but loving
memory of JOSEPH HERNDON. loving hus-
band of the late Laura Herndon. who de-
parted this life one year ago today,
December 3, 1943.
We often sit and think of him,
When We are all alone,
For memory is the only friend
That grief can call its own.
Like Ivy on the withered oak,
When all other things decay,
Our love for him will still keep green
And never fade away.
SON, JAMES HERNDON; DAUGHTER,
MAMIE JONES, AND GRANDSON, CLIF-
TON JONES.
LEANNARDA. FANNY. In memory OF
FANNY LEANNARDA, who passed away six
years ago today, December 3, 1898.
Let us think of her today.
Sleeping, resting, Just away.
Resting where no shadows fall.
In perfect she awaits all
ARTHUR. MARGARET, HELEN AND
KATHRYN.
MARIETTA, FILIPPO. In memory OF
F1LIPPO MARIETTA, who died two years
ago today, December 3, 1912.
Two years have passed, dear Filppo,
But our hearts are Just the same,
For many a silent tear has fallen
AT the mention of your name.
wonderful husband, father and aid
One who was better, God never made
wonderful worker. so loyal and true
One in mlllion-that, Filippo. was you
Just in your judgment, always right;
Honest and liberal, ever upright
Loved by your friends and all who you
Our husband and father-that person
was you.
When we are alone and silent,
We breathe a deep regret;
For you were ours and We remember
II all the world foreets.
Dear Filippo, it matters not
Which road We take,
How dark or lonely it may be;
We know that God will somewhere joir
The road that leads to thee
May he rest in peace.
HIS WIFE, JOSEPHINE; SON. ANGELO
DAUGHTER IN LAW, GINA, AMI
GRANDCHILDREN, JOSEPHINE, MARY
AND FILIPPO.
PAYNE. ESTELLE L. tribute of love
and devotion to our daughter, ESTELLE
L. PAYNE, who entered into eternal rest
three years ago today, December g. 1941
How sad today our troubled hearts,
How dim our eyes with tears,
For death has robbed us OF q loved one
We though was ours for years.
Some may think we're not lonely.
When at times they see US smile:
But little do they know the heartache
That We suffer all the while
Surrounded by friends we are lonesome
In the midst of our joys We are blue
With smile on our faces we've q
heartache,
Thinking. dear daughter. of you.
HER DEVOTED MOTHER AND FATHER.
RICHARDSON, VICTORIA In lovins
memory of our mother. VICTORIA RICH
ARDSON, who departed this life six years
ago today, December 8, 1888.
What happy hours we once enjoyed,
How sweet are memories still;
But death has left a loneliness
This world can never fill.
HER LOVING DAUGHTERS. ANN THOMAS
AMI rAppTE TIJnMaCpCnN