Show IN LINES ON THE DEATH OF MRS JOSEPHINE RAE KAE by DAVID HENDERSON I 1 many meetings many parti partings ngsi losses many all through gli life but how small are our bereavements lied with loss of loving wife ewaa sho she who made domestic heaven unwearied work with loving sway bitter Is 13 the tear that falleth on that loved but now eold cold clay I 1 josephine loved friend aued sister many miss your mildly kindly face ace but to to husband and to mother none ne can ever fill thy pt place ace I 1 from our ken hath bath she deported departed changed to her this mortal scene we broken beatt hearted sorrowing tor for josephine 1 N 0 o ow win la grief hearts beata and flutter so sorrow orrow keen and mental paint 0 the hie vain regrets V 0 utter titter wishing for her back again I 1 now upon a clay cold pillow lowly rests the lovely head hands bianda that ministered untiring folded now so still and alad dt ad acad it and nd still no aulne to quicken I 1 pure so beautiful ind and bright now her noble heart lies open epen open to our inmost sight no m hite arm arin around our shoulder speaking acs and winsome face ace I 1 rem ulous lips that tofta murmur strange tile tho hushed bushed and empty place standing by tier her coma coffin thinking of tho the pathway of tile post SUMS to seo see it traced th splendor sunshine ins seldom over cast memory sees tho the busy fingers dusy busy hands banas so sel bel tom lorn and the in fancy herera beauty growing neath her skill tho the fowers flowers she aha loved and aided fondly pleasure from their tare care she aho crew wet with tears their dewey petals seem to itel this purling too booi neath the stars the flowers ot of he deavet avet memory fain doth linger there weeds or thorns are not rem remembered remember embee all loth doth glitter ever f fair air no 11 oot step passing near asp us no sweet smile ermle to greet at figu the clock it ticks in sad saddens Liend numbers tn id the llie gloomy misty light how it it boyf joyful all music tier her living ears could hear bear affo nov bif sounds a knell oy ot parting adir laffis shadow ling lingers eti nearl abal all AH her tasteful decorations gladsome Glad Glaas roine ome once now giving pain can the cruel grave retain her will she not dot come back 11 one ae by one bright gilts gifts from jus 3 s are are sent us here below them readily ben alverl ready too to let them go of measured love eternity was centera there in eiery beat I 1 but that heal heair t that loved so fondly soon will lie ile lu in deaths retreat I 1 good coca ty by dosle I 1 how howell well miss her I 1 hope and f alth mako make bright the sky ay we will meet bud and fondly kiss her over yonder bye and bye I 1 mourn we may but not liot desponding there well meet with pleasure becu and alria soul with joy oy reggo dan greet once allore more codr |