Evening star., 1947-04-08
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BLACK, MRS. MAY. In sad but lovins
4 my da5ns aWay ons year sgo e.
day. April 5. 1946.
has sannS. e. ss' Is dsad aaa she IS aos Just
with eheery smile and 3 wave OF tns
lshe has ~ wandered into an unknown land
f needs must be Since she fingers there
And me, oh. me. who the widest yearn
Eor the old-tims steps ana m .ne as slaa dear 'ulh
In the love Of there as the love Of mere
Think of her still as the same. We say,
She is not dead, she is Just away.
II ever a love existed,
II, ever a sweet flowers grew; x+h
\ ny w. darling : ing friend. It was you.
Sleep on. dear. good friend, it has been
Is,ncei i01e nou YETI ieft our hearts filled with sad
You ns Know siiI how we loved you and, yes. low
A pE%oTEp S9e saS; FRIEND. ROSIE WEAVER.
BRADY, GLADYS; Inys II 1snsRDpTayncs sRspyl xst 2!
departed this life April 8, 1914.
Three years ago today
sd ny dsslinf tooR her homs Hs BEST
HER LONELY MOTHER LuVENlA Hsfs'
BERT.
CARTER. sILAs. In loving remsm-
brarlce Of my husband, SILAS CAGiEsa
WHO died thirty years ago today April .
Gone, but not forgotten, nor ever viii he be
He exchange his cross for . crown.
Many hours ! have spent alone n xs.r
Through the lonely ana dreary years.
No happiness in my home.
Just when life was the sweetest
And he could have lived his best
The gates of Heaven opened
yR As oyNa hs fpssrsa WIZ tns0 Ross s5sfs
faNNds, n,,T dear fatRer THoMAs SIN FTNNIE Wie
departed this life twenty-three years ase
today, Aprn 8, 1924.
And memory is one gift Of God
That death cannot ,s sesIagyy; eSsIHag2yy;nRrN
CANT, FANNIE WATSON, In sad but
ssten Gyns PaNHIE nsM3EE %Asoa " ns aaaf who
parted this life three years ago TO-DAY
April 8. 1914.
1Syng goss. one r. from oysa as has Is ssiIed fHnsd
a Whfsh RIaSs 's never vsGacs can = be ID nlled.
We often sit and think. Of you
And talk OF how, you died;
To know YOU could not say gooo-Dy
Before you closed your eyes.
Our hearts still ache with sadness
Our eyes shed many tears;
only God kpows y tbsss hos trsa much years ss ss
FAaHAnRSL AcHARLEs ASp WATSON. Hs3ihAN' "
our dear friend, FANNIE CANT. who, so
suddenly left us three years ago today
April S. 1914.
You are not forgotten, loved one.
NNr mill
As long as life and memory last
We will remember thee. ,,
DEyH5EdRE ASp EdENERa EEiET1s;E posEy. tN'No''
GLAsCoE, CARRIE LEE. In loving
memory Of my dear mother. CARElE LEE se
today. April 8. 1916.
Gone. but not forgotten.
May hef pHudHTER. S3d5 III X BLANCHE.
aRANER. JOHN Il. u loyinF p psmeEy sMp;
who passed away two years ago yes'efoas'
His sweet memory Is all we have LEFT,
His cares are all at rest;
But thankful today we can say
We loved hig a1g Eo11Na noS Nc 0sH eH1IDsEN fS5i
JACKSON, JAMES A.. In loving re:
membrance OF my dear husband, JAMES
A. JACKSON who departed this life one
year ago today, April 8, 1946.
Memories are treasures no one can steal,
Some have forgotten now that you are
/ shall remember. no matter how long.
May your soul rest IN psaeesos psos j..
LIE pREUx, MRS. BETTE. In loving
grandmother, % @ Mrs. BETTE LIE PREUx,
who passed away three years ago To-Day
April 8. 1914.
Death leaves heartache nothing can heal;
Some have forgotten now that you are
We sRaii sHdi' remember. no matter hoy long.
DIvarE WHITE AND GRANDSON. Mr.. VIII
LIAM J. ROBBINS.
MATTHEWS, EDWARD. In loving mem
GDwaR6 HTy q 60f MaHsWs AFT Eve who % passed sEsy
twenty-five years ago today. April 8, 1925.
80 like the river.
Death is not the end
But lovelier and clearer view
LOVING st6SttH tp6Sx6oHTERs. son AND GRAND
CHILDREN.
of M nav dear lear m mother. MARY MATTHEW'S,
), sh9 4sas. pas'eo away 'lS year A'' ''N'' @''
There is no love like mothers love,
So bright, SO pure hame;
There is no sweeter sound on earth
Than her beloved name. r..
There is no sunshine like her smile.
No arms like hers to hold;
No touch SO tender and 50 dear
pEyofEb 81 hsaEs bA9oh4sR, g RH4EsTR sosa MILDRED AND
SoN-IN-LAW, FRANK MITCHELL.