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But now, too late, I realise There ne'er can be another, For joy, in strife, my all in life, The only one—my mother. We who loved you sadly miss you, As it dawns another year; And in lonely hours of thinking, Thoughts of you are always dear.

So dearly loved, so sadly missed. Do not ask if we miss her, There is such a vacant place; Can we e'er forget her footsteps Or her familiar face.

Too dearly loved to be for- gotten. A precious one from us is gone, A voice we loved is stilled; A place is vacant in our home, That never can be filled. God in His wisdom has recalled, The boon His love had given; And though the body slumbers here, The soul is safe in heaven.

Mother is resting so sweetly now, All troubles are unknown. No more her heart will ache, For God hath claimed His own. I dream of you by night, dear mother, And long for you by day, For the memory of my darling mother Will never fade away. This is the day, so sad to recall, This is the day of remembrance to all.

Dear is the grave where our dear mother is laid, Sweet is the memory that never shall fade. Maggie and Agnes Brackenridge, Western Australia. Thou art not forgotten, dearest mother, Nor wilt thou ever be. As long as life and memory last We will remember thee. Little, and son, Willie. There are days of deepest sorrow, In the seasons of our life; There are wild, despairing moments, There are hours of strong anguish, When the tears refuse to fall ; But the parting time, dear father, Is the hardest time of all.

You are not forgotten, mother dear, For true love never dies. Her life was a labor of love, Her heart for her loved ones beat true, Her duty she carefully did, What more could a dear mother do?

God took her home, it was His will; Forget her, no, I never will. Years roll on, time will fly, Every leaf will fade and die, Every rising sun will set, But our dear grandfather we will never forget. Gone is the face we loved so dear, Silent the voice we loved to hear; Sunshine passes, shadows fall, Love's remembrance outlasts all. Her memory is as dear to-day As in the hour she passed away. God has gathered home our darling, Placed our bud among His flowers, Taken back the child He lent us To a better home than ours.

A dear loved one from us has gone, A voice we loved is stilled, A place is vacant in our home That never can be filled. Do not ask us if we miss him, There is such a vacant place, Although one year has passed away, My grief is just as deep.

I will meet you again, dear mother, Where partings are no more; I will clasp your hand in a better land, And we shall part no more. At rest with God. Sleeping peacefully. Ever remembered by her loved ones. The father we loved is now laid low, His fond, true heart is still; The hands that always helped us so Now lie in death's cold chill.

Years may pass away, dear father, But your face will never fade, For we love you just as dearly, Though you're in your silent grave. Sleep on, dear father, and take your rest, We miss you most who loved you best. Too dearly loved to be forgotten. A loving grandmother, true and kind, You proved to be in heart and mind; Day by day I miss your footsteps And your dear familiar face, In our sad and lonely home, A loss that stings my aching heart, For hard indeed it was to part.

A better grandmother never lived, Your equal in this world I cannot ever find. No one knows how much I miss you, Friends may think the wound is healed; But they little know the sorrow Which is in my heart concealed. Four years have passed, grandmother, Your face I cannot see; But let this little token tell I still remember you. You are not forgotten, Arthur, dear, Nor will you ever be; As long as life and memory last We will remember thee.

We saw him suffer day by day; It caused us bitter grief, To see him slowly pass away, And could not give relief. Long days and nights they bore their pain; To wait for cure was all in vain; But God alone, Who thought it best, Did ease their pain and give them rest.

There is one link death cannot sever; Love's remembrance lasts for ever So dearly loved, so sadly missed. Some day, when the shadows deepen, And the call comes down the line, Let your dear face be there to welcome At the gate, dear mother mine. Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away, In Jesus' keeping we are safe, and they. It is enough, earth's struggles soon shall cease, And Jesus calls us to our sainted mother and father to heaven's perfect peace. Rest, dearest grandma, thy work is o'er, Thy loving hands shall toil no more; No more thy gentle eyes shall weep; Rest, darling grandma, gently sleep, —Inserted by loving grandson and granddaughter, Will and Nonie, and great-grandchildren, Bessie, Willie, and Kathleen.

Her life was all labor and love, Her heart for her family beat true; She carefully did her life's duty; What more could a loving mother do?

Peacefully sleeping, resting at last; Earth's weary sorrow and suffering past. Peacefully sleeping, resting at last, Life's weariness and sufferings past. There's a link death cannot sever; Love's remembrance lasts for ever. Still re- membered by their grandchildren, Maggie, M.

Just two years ago to-day Since our dear husband and father passed away. We loved her in life, she is dear to us still, But in grief we must bow to God's holy will. Sunshine passes, shadows fall, Love's remembrance outlasts all.

Could we but sec him once again, His face once more behold; Could we but hear his gentle voice, Oh, happiness untold —Inserted by his loving parents, sisters, and brothers.

Some day we'll understand. Lewis and May and O. Lewis and family. Lewis, who passed away at Maylands on October 18, A mother more true never dwelt on the earth, She proved to her children a true mother's worth; Oh, hard the blow, when death did come and took you, mother, from out home, For well we loved you, mother dear, For the love you gave us year after year.

Still keep you in my memory, dear, And will for evermore. Loved and respected by all. Sadly missed. May, family, and grandchildren. A loving father, true and kind, He proved to be in heart and mind; But now he lies in peaceful sleep, His memory we will always keep. A loving brother, true and kind, He proved to be in heart and mind. Potter and second dear daughter of B.

Scrivener, Hermitage, who passed peacefully away, October 12, Not now, but in the coming years; It may be in the better land, We'll read the meaning of our tears, And there, sometime, we'll understand. To those who have a mother, Love her while you may; For she, like our dear mother, Too soon may pass away. God took her home, it was His will, Forget her, no, we never will.

Jordan passed from pain set free, Angels now have welcomed thee. Oh, the beauty, oh, the gladness, Of that resurrection day, Which shall not through endless ages Pass away.

Thurlow, and son George on active service. Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord, For they rest from their labors And have peace, perfect peace. The memory prized is more than gold, A good son's worth cannot be told; His loved ones now who miss him here Will always hold his memory dear. Although I fight for King and country, Though oceans us divide, I hope to wander back, dear mother, And be buried by your side.

You are not forgotten, mother dear, For true love never dies; One dearest spot on earth to me Is where my dear mother dies. Rest, eternal rest. I who loved you sadly miss you As it dawns another year; In my lonely hours of thinking Thoughts of you are very dear. Could we but see him once again, His face once more behold; Could we but hear his gentle voice, Oh, happiness untold. We gave to God in tears and pain, The father we dearly loved; We hope and trust to meet again, In our Father's home above.

Richter, Greenock. He is at rest. He giveth His beloved sleep. Loved through life, Honored in death, Cherished in memory. Lonely and sad I sit at night, And think of the days gone by, When we were together side by side, My darling husband and I. Two years have gone, our hearts still sore, As years roll on we miss him more.

His loving smile and welcome face, There's none can fill our dear father's place. We often think of our dear father, And think of how he died.

We saw him suffering day by day, It caused us bitter grief To see him slowly pine away, And could not give relief.

Not dead to us, who loved him dear, Not lost, but gone before. He liveth in our memory still, And will for evermore. Your memory is as dear to-day As in the hour you passed away. Thou art not forgotten, dearest Ivy, Nor wilt thou ever be. As long as life and memory last I will remember thee. We who loved you sadly miss you As it dawns another year, And in lonely hours of thinking Thoughts of you are always dear.

I am so lonely and sad, dears, to-night without you, And the nights are so sad and long, But I'll wait here with patience, Wait till the night is o'er, Then I hope to meet with you, darlings, Where we shall part no more.

A sufferer at rest. Always remembered by her loved ones, Plympton. He bid no one a last farewell, He said good-bye to none; His spirit flew before we knew That from us he had gone. We often think of you, dear brother, And think of how you died; To think we could not say good-bye Before you closed your eyes.

Dearest brother, you have left us, From this world of grief and woe. Little did we think, dear brother, That so soon you had to go. Inserted by her loving daughter Florrie. Short was the life of our much-loved son, But peaceful is his rest; That lovely bud, so young and fair, God called to heaven to blossom there. Saint, Balaklava. Sadly I miss you and try not to grieve, A little while longer and I too shall leave To meet my dear Rex on that beautiful shore, Where life's everlasting and troubles are o'er.

When nights are dark and friends are few, Dearest mother, how I long for you; We mourn for you in silence unseen, And live in memory of days that have been. It is sweet to be remembered, And this our wish will show; We hold you still in memory, While years may come and go. God has saved from weary strife At its dawn our darling's life; Now he waits for us above, Resting in the Saviour's love.

Ever remembered by his loving wife, Annie, son, and daughter, Allan and Alice. Dead, did you say? Nay, only heaven sped; Just safe in God's home port; she is not dead. We who knew a mother's love Always true and kind. The end came sudden, the shock severe; We never thought the end was near; And only those who have lost are able to tell The pain we felt at saying farewell. Rest, dearest father, sweetly rest; They miss you most who loved you best.

Villis, Baldina. Peacefully sleeping, resting at last, Earth's weary sorrow and sufferings past. Safe with the angels, whiter than snow, Watching for dear ones waiting below. Some day when the shadows deepen, And the call comes down the line, Let your dear face be there to welcome At the gate, dear daughter, mine.

Three years have passed since that sad day, When our dear mother passed away. God took her home; it was His will. Forget her? No, we never will. You are not forgotten, Hilda dear, Nor will you ever be; As long as life and memory last We will remember thee.

A loving husband and kind father. We saw him suffer day by day, It caused us bitter grief, To see him slowly pass away, And could not give relief. Christ will clasp the broken chain Closer when we meet again.

We who loved you sadly miss you As it dawns another year. In our lonely hours of thinking Thoughts of you are very dear. Nothing forgotten. I mourn for you, dear husband, But not with outward show, For those that mourn sincerely Mourn silently and low.

I think of you in silence, No eyes may see me weep; But many a tear I shed for you When others are fast asleep. WARD nee Holt. While you lie in peaceful sleep, Your memory I will ever keep.

Four years have passed since that sad day, When our dear mother passed away; God took her home, it was His will; Forget, her, no, we never will. Ever re- membered by his best pal, Will Gepp.

We gave to God in tears and pain The brother we dearly loved; We hope and trust to meet again In our Father's home above. Brown and Sisters Lemon and Vercoe, Mr. Hawke, of Unley- road. Grigg, who was killed in action July 31, Also Mr. Stevens, Mr. Cowley, and the Rev. Hillier, Dr. Ethel, sister and nurses of the Blyth Public Hospital, for their unremitting and kind attention to their late beloved one.

Evans for his kind and unremitting attention, in the sad loss of our dear wife and mother. Beare, killed in France, July 20, Melbourne papers please copy. Stephens and Miss D. Sheffield, 10th Battalion, especially sisters, orderlies, and com- rades of No. SLY, of 79, Halifax-street, wishes to THANK all her friends for kind enquiries concerning her daughter's recent illness and ac- cident, who is now progressing favorably.

Fairlie, who died of wounds on 2nd September, Nicholls, in the sad loss of their son, Driver E. Sweetapple for his unremitting attention in Miss Clisby's ill- ness. Steere, of Quorn, in their recent sad bereavement. Bell, McLaren Vale, reported killed in action 11th June. Insurance, for her kindness and assistance; also the members of the Christa- delphian Ecclesia for their great kindness, and the Dorcas Class for wreath. Hewgill, the Sisters and Nurses of Miss Laurence's Private Hospital, and all kind friends for kindess and floral tributes, especially Mrs.

Sheely and Mrs. Crickmar, of Mile-End. Allengame, also to Red Cross Enquiry Bureau, and all comrades who endeavored to learn his fate. God- dard, abroad. Dooley, Mr. Allchurch, also many other resi- dents of Hergott Springs. Auricht and Nurse Martin for their kind and unremitting attention in their sad bereavement. They wish especially to thank Mr. Dahlenburg, for their help and kindness during their beloved one's illness.

Cash with order Advertiser Printing Office, Adelaide. Brown, killed in action in France, September 19, Carden, of Bute, for kindness and attention, and Nurse Berryman, of Bute Hospital, for her kind help.

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