In loving memory of our beloved mother, Elizabeth Ferguson,
who departed this life on the 8th December, 1911, and was interred in the City Cemetery. Our loved ones are gathering up yonder, Our friends are fast passing away; And soon we shall join the bright number And dwell with our loved ones some day. A shadow less upon our home, We miss her well known face; Wher'er we turn and wher'er we look We see her vacant place. We miss her kind and cheerful voice, We see her empty chair; But there above, in that home of love, We hope to meet her there.
Yes, life has fled, the soul has winged Its flight to realms of bliss, With angels to another world, More happy far than this. Then why these tears? Oh, weep not thus, But rather sing for joy That she whom we did love so well Is where no pains annoy. Where worldly sorrows cannot come, Where all things work for good, Where Christ in glorious Majesty Shall unite us all above. Sadly missed by her sorrowing HUSBAND CHILDREN. 52 Victoria Terrace.
"Gone, but not forgotten." A. GRACEY, S. SWEENEY.
"I was born near Belfast, Ireland, of Presbyterian stock and came to New York sixty-nine years ago."
February 14, 1914, at the Royal Victoria Hospital, WILLIAM (Wee WILLIE), the eldest son of William and Agnes Ferguson,
51 Madrid Street. His remains will be removed from his parents' residence, on Monday afternoon, at two o'clock, for interment in Dundonald. His little feet are wandering now, On streets of purest gold, A crown upon his fair, young brow, A lamb in the Shepherd's fold. WILLIAM AND AGNES FERGUSON.
Freeman's Journal, Dublin |
Anglo Celt, Cavan, County Cavan |