Show A memoir the following lines arc composed by request of mrs battison who mourns to think that sho she refused to allow her son willie 12 years old to bo be baptized into the church curca of jesus christ of latter day sainta but who has had her only boy aged 8 yeara and also herself and wils husband baptized and is preparing 0 to do everything in her power that can ile be done for him in the temple and wondered very much why etwas it was that she did not see and love lore it like her dear departed one did 0 wherefore go my willie dear and leave me broken hearted here without thy beauty by my side my aly darling boy my llope hope my pride d e me thinks I 1 hear th thy y pleading strain that racks my heart and soul with pal pain n thy plaintive words so dearly prized 0 mamma let me be baptized my schoolmate are baat baptized zed tomorrow why hold me back in grief and fand sorrow I 1 want to be a mornion mormon so 0 mother dear do let me go my willie dear I 1 was unkind and thoughtless of thy saintly mind not granting 0 the thy wishes here forgive and bless thy mother dear my aly lovely darling dost thou know the life of grief I 1 undergo and what a comfort it would seem if but to see thee in a dream to hear you say how pleased ill be when brother is baptized for me 0 A word like that from thee I 1 seek O 0 r P I toy rily darling willie speak thy every ever wish I 1 shall fulfill to prove how mother loves thee still in hopes to I 1 neet meet again in joy my dear and lovely angel b boy oy I 1 breath adother atmosphere and all around is different here like naught for time or sensa was ja given since darling darlin C willie went to heaven beaven yes nearer god and nearer thee my hopes and aspirations be and in his church ill sing and pray my comfort now by night and day 0 may I 1 evar faithful be that 1 I again thy fedin may see and hear thy sweet my m smother mother come and share my bright 0 and glorious home when shall I 1 reach thy pearly gate it seems impossible to wait till with the things of time im through 0 before I 1 come to dwell with you be thou a power dower behind the veil let no ill spirit ero ere prevail afflict or injure me or mine thy li liht light ht or love may shine J E JOHNSO NOTON composer of poetry Mcm cir funeral dirges acrostics etc NEWTON UTAH atair |