Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1946-03-02
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MeALLISTER, JOSEPH H., SR In low
Their. JOSEPH II. McALLIsTER, sr.. who
departed this life four years ago today,
March ., 1912.
Just thought Of sweet remembrance,
Just memory sad and true:
Just the love and sweet devotion
OF those who think of you.
No one knows how much we miss you,
No one knows the bitter pain
We have suffered since we lost you,
Life has never been the same.
Gone. but not forgotten.
Loving remembrance.
JOSEPH H. McALLIsTER, Jr.
PICKETT. REV. HENRY o. In loving
memory of my dear husband, Rev. HENRY
0. PICKETT. who passed away two years
ago today, March 2, 1914
Finish thy work--the time is short,
The sun is in the West;
The night is coming on-till then
Think not of rest.
Yes; finish thy work-then rest.
TIL then rest never;
The rest prepared for thee by God
Is rest forever.
Finish thy work-then wipe thy brow.
Ungird thee from thy toll;
Take breath and from each weary limb
Shake of the soil.
Finish thy work-then sit thee down
On some celestial hill
And of its streng th-reviving air
Take thou thy fill.
Finish thy work-then go in peace.
Life's battle fought and won;
Hear from the throne thy Masters voice,
We'll done! Well done!'
Finish thy work-then take thy harp,
Give praise to God above,
Sing q new song of mighty JOY
And endless love.
Give thanks to Him who held thee up
In all thy path below,
Who sees thee faithful unto death
And crowns thee now.
LOVING WIFE, EDMONIA PICKETT.
sCHEY. ALvERIA. In loving memories
scHEY; who departed this life one year
ago today, March 2, 1945.
She would not want the, ones she loved
To grieve for her today;
We must not say that she Is dead,
For she is just away.
Away upon a. journey.
To land that is bright and fair;
W. fnoR x she Is E Sapp mS the asI here
And memories of her will bring
New comforts every day,
AS we recall she is not dead,
For she Is just away.
Beyond the sunset she has gone
To rest little while,
Leaving memories of loving deeds
HE'D And T ths STsstness Of her smile srzr,
BRoTHERs AND POWELL Ii FAMfLY Y N'''
TUCKER. CORPL. OLIVER N. In mem
DRY of my son; corpl. OLIVER N. TUCKER.
who gave his life for his country two years
ago today, March q 1914.
Two sad and lonely years have passed
Since my great sorrow fell;
The shocks I received that day
I still remember well.
Days of sadness still come over me,
Hidden tears SO often now;
Memories keep you always near me,
Though you left two years ago.
In my heart your memory fingers,
Sweetly, tender, fond and true;
There is not day. dear son,
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TURNER. ALICE. In loving memory Of
our dear mother, ALICE TURNER, who
5assed away six years ago today March
There is no love like mothers love,
So bright, so pure a flame;
There is no sweeter. sound on earth
Than her beloved name.
There is no sunshine like her smile.
No arms like hers to hold
No touch so tender and so dear,
| No heart of purer gold.
Then in her yoi,e God put. the tone
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When He made you, mother, dear.
He called and our dear mother answered.
Just SIX years ago today;
We miss her, oh, SO very much,
More than these few words can say.
In ne book OF our lives there are memories
And recorded in love is the blessing
OF wonderful mother, our own.
God took His choicest love divine
And Of it made your heart:
He made your sunny disposition
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