AU Lambert, Alva Elwood - 1915-10-08 - 'In Memory of Brother Frank'

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AU Lambert, Alva Elwood - 1915-10-08 - 'In Memory of Brother Frank'

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2004.1.3

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Oct 8th 1915 In memory of brother Frank Just thirty five years ago to day Our dear brother Frankie passed away To that heavenly home where God's mansions be He is watching and waiting for you and me Yes our own dearest brother how hard it did seem So quiet and truthful and almost seventeen How well I remember but time has passed Where at old Mt. Hermon we laid him to rest 'Neath the apple tree's bough where father had cared The letter *D in that quiet church yard We laid him there gently beneath the sod But his spirit rests with his maker, God As I sit and muse by the fire tonight I think of our boyhood happy and bright When brother and I in work or play Spent happy hours from day unto day How we plowed the field with the hillside plow So steep and rough I don't know how We did it so well, but then you see We were full of life, this brother and me How we broke the oxen calves you know Dick and Lion yes and not so slow When hitched to the cart that father made We drove o'er hills and thru the glade Gathering the walnuts to have in store When winter was howling and north winds roar Or filling the apple bins, oh what a treat Rome Beauty and Rambo, and others, som sweet The Bell-flower the Russet and peach butter too And home-made sorghum, oh yes 'tis true In this cheerful home 'twas happy then Daniel and Deborah's children ten Ten did I say, but listen, ah! me We were all together but once you see When Frankie lay there in death so cold And Elsie sweet babe just twelve days old And sister Ida with her little babe Came home when we laid brother Frank in his grave It almost seemed death's valley to me But God knew best and [nuermus] not we My long lost brother O say can it be I shall meet you there by the Crystal Sea I shall know you there dear brother [missed] In that haven of rest, where there is no time And onward and upward as ages shall roll We'll traverse the heavens, the home of the soul An unbroken family, God grant we shall be Through out never ending eternity *When the church yard at Mt. Hermon was built about 1875 father carved the letter D on bord of fence, and said if he should die he wanted to be buried near there, brother was buried near that spot.