Beloved lamented
We wait in hope believing that they
Who sleep in Jesus will God bring
With him.
Oct. 11, 1866 45 yrs.
Their toils are past
their work is done
and their ar fully blest
They fought the fight
and victory won
and entered into rest.
Feb. 1, 1872
In the morning we shall awake and
we shall be like Him. For we shall see
him as he is.
Died Jan. 21, 1854 Died Sept. 4, 1853
The Loved are with us through they die
we think of them as in the sky.
They are with us in the loneliest spot
and in the greatest crowd we forget
them not.
Fatima Wheelock 1848 28 yrs. 3 mos.
Afflictions sore long time I bore
physicians were in vain
Till God did please did give me rest
and cured me of my pain.
John C. Stephenson Nov. 30, 1872 age 31
Don't mourn my loss
what e're you do
My leaving brings you
closer to
the loved ones I have
left behind
and all the joys
the future holds
Koch Meyer Thomas
Put away his pick and shovel
he will never prospect more:
Death has sluiced him from his
troubles
Panned him on the other shore
Miners Epitaph
God seen he was getting tired and a cure was
not to be; so he put his arms around him and
whispered "come with me". With tearful eyes as
we watched him suffer and saw him fade away;
although we loved him dearly, we would not
make him stay. A golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands o rest; God broke our
hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.
WE MISS YOU. YOUR LOVING FAMILY
