Evening star., 1947-11-16

Somewhere in GODS great garden
My dear husband waits for me-
His Loving Wife, MYRTLE DAVIS. =
MARTIN. FREDERICK c.. In loving re,
membrance Of our husband father and
grandfather, FREDERICK c. MARTIN IN
who passed aTsS ,Sss one year ago today NO.
Remembrance is a golden chain
Death tries to break, but all in vain.
Is the he's, greatest sorrow Of ones heart,
The years may wipe out many things,
But this they wipe out !, Ieve never. d.x.
When we were all together.
Cherished in life: in death always to
HIS wIEE eH1IpREN AND GRAND:
MewnLIAMs. HANNAH MAY. In sad
%othef nus l1vnA HANSaH RsnPr' NAY 4 oSt
who left us, three years ago today NO
vember 16. 1914.
Before our eyes you faded,
Growing weaker day by day;
Patiently bearing your suffering
Until God took you away.
To see you slowly leave us,
AS helpless we stood by,
And drain the cup OF bitter grief
The day we saw you die.
One dear to us is gone.
The voice we loved is stilled.
place is vacant in our hearts
Which never can be hlled:
HUSBAND AND CHILDREN.
HUMPHREY, LAWRENCE w. In lov-
ing memory Of our only orother. Law
Renee W PUMpaREY NoWdhea who passed ioa1 aHay
Your memory is all that we have now,
Your cares are all at rest
e Happy oyed are we sna wn9 do eday ar ean
HIS THREE SISTERS.
HUMPHREY. LAWRENCE w. In low
IA faf fher memoAy GAwRETcE r Nc w ". PUMPHREY Who
passed away tire three years ago today No
While he was here we loved him dearly,
But God wanted him most Of all,
We miss his Eofe b,m, we nst mss n ms a
| May he rest in peace. God bless his soul.
| From the ones who loved him most OF ali
His. Daughter FRANCIS and two Grand
children.
QUEEN s,ss CAPT LANES s. C Ap1 y s J4nIg Eg
IS lie ii U9hiH; on November 9 s f is, is4s near
~ 1W9 Jima' while on military
One year has passed: at this time when
our thoughts are forcibly made to dwell on
o onq nprsSrs sSores 81 Of 1 many Who made the
| preme sacrifice, let us not forget the dear
ones who will never come back-the known
James C. Queen is one of these his rest
ing place is known but to God.
Our thoughts may be expressed IN the
following words Of James Whitcomb Riley:
Il cannot say and I will not say
That he is dead-he is Just away;
with a CHEEKY smile and wave of the hand
He has wandered into an unknown land
And left US dreaming how very fair
1t needs must be, since he fingers there.
And you. oh, you, who the widest yearn
For the old time step and the glad return
| Think of him faring on, as dear
In the love Of There as the love OF Here;
Think of him still as the same. say,
HIS DEVOTED FAMILY.
ROBINSON. CHARLOTTE. A tribute OF
love to the memory q my dear dear mother; mother;
into rest two years ago November H.
Goo is good. He gave me strength
To bear my heavy cross.
God is the only one who really knows
How bitter is my loss
What would give to hold mothers hand,
Her dear face just to see;
Her loving smile, her tender voice
That meant SO much to me-
Since you have gone first and I remain,
| One thing I would have you do:
| Walk slowly down the street of gold,
| For some day ! will follow you.
/ I want to know each step you took,
| That may walk the same.
! For some day down that lonely road
| You will hear me call your name:
Loving DAUGHTER, BESSIE c. ROBINSON.
| We hurried to your bedside
| When they phoned US you were III;
| We prayed to God to make you well
y such would be HIS VIII, ,,,r ANT
! gESTRuS MeoEE sarasosa sersns