IN MEMORIAM

Press, Volume LXXXIII, Issue 25245, 25 July 1947, Page 1

IN MEMORIAM

BELL—In loving memory of Lilly Florence, who passed away July 25, 1946. A fragrant memory, —lnserted by her loving husband and sister-in-law, E. J. Bell and S. E. Bell. BELL—In loving memory of our dear Lil, who passed away July 25, 1946. A beautiful life of kindly de°ds, A helping hand to those in need; Always unselfish, loving, and kind, A beautiful memory left behind. —lnserted by her loving brothers and sisters. CAMPBELL—In loving memory of a dear husband and father, Roderick Neil (Pop), who passed away July 25, 1945. Years may pass, but memories stay. As near and dear as yesterday. —lnserted by his loving wife, sons, and daughters-in-law. cox—ln loving memory of my dear wife. Ivy May, who passed away July 25, 1946. —lnserted by her loving husband. Matt. COX—In fondest memory of mother, who passed away July 25, 1946. —lnserted by Joan, Jim, and Marilyn. FRAZER—Treasured memories of a dear friend, who passed away July 25, 1946. Memory dwells with me for ever, On may hours we spent together. —lnserted by Mrs Farnworth, Waikuku Beach. FRAZER—In loving memory of our mother, who passed away July 25. 1946. Memories are treasures no one can steal.' —lnserted by Jimmie and Sam. FRAZER —In loving memory of my dear wife, who passed away July 25, 1946. Not only to-day but every day. My fondest memories are of you. —inserted by Jack. McMAHON—In fond and loving memory of my dear wife, Rachel, who departed this life July 25, 1943. Just a loving memory of bygone days, And a wish for a face unseen; And a constant feeling that God alone Knew best what might have been. Calm and peacefully she is sleeping, Waiting till we meet again. Rest after weariness. —lnserted by her loving husband, Denis. McMAHON—In ever loving memory of my darling mother, who entered into rest July 25, 1943. When nights are dark and silent, And sleep forsakes my eyes. My thoughts are on a lonely grave Where my darling mother lies. No one knows my longing. Few have seen me weep; I shed my tears of a broken heart While others are asleep. Some may think I have forgotten. When at times they see me smile; But they’ll never know the heartache That hides behind the smile. —lnserted by her loving daughter, Mata.