BRINK Died, on August 13th, 1892, at her home in Monroe township, Mrs. Emily Brink, of rheumatism. She was taken ill on Sunday night, July 10th, after having a pleasant time with many friends and relatives who had gathered at her home in honor of her husband's birthday. She was confined to her bed about a week or ten days, when she again resumed her work, but not being entirely well, and on Saturday. Aug. 7 she was taken very ill while visiting her daughter in Elery, and remained in a critical condition till her death. She was a member of the Christian Union Church for the past two years, has been a devoted christian and has now her reward in heaven. She was a great worker, not only in her household, but in the P. of I. lodge, of which she was a faithful member, and although she has left us forever she is not forgotten. The funeral was preached at the house on Monday to a large assembly by Rev. G. W. Foltz, after which the remains were taken to the Shunk cemetery for burial. The deceased was 63 years and 10 months of age, and leaves a husband and seven children.

Oh! I long for your voice mother,
With it's tender and soothing spell,
And the words of holiest mother love,
That so oft from your sweet lips fell.

I long for the touch of your hands mother,
To linger again on my hair;
Ah! would it could smooth with tenderest touch
From my brow the wrinkles of care,

I long for a kiss from your lips mother;
As of yore they were pressed to mine.
How the hot tears gush from my burning eyes,
When I think of that happy time.

To nestle again in your arms mother,
Held close to your fond loving heart,
So that nothing could creep in between us
To sever our fond hearts apart.

But I know that it ne'er can be, mother,
I must go through thisi world alone,
Never feel of your hand the soft pressure
Nor hear of your voice the sweet tone.

For they've laid you under the sod mother,
That's shrouding the hill and the vale,
And weep as I may at your lonely grave
You can not respond to my wail.

But afar in your stary home mother
Singing anthems heavenly sweet,
I know when this life is over and done
That united we yet shall meet.