The following is from a copy of a very faded original newspaper clipping saved by
     Nannie Leila Sevier, aged six at the time of her mother's death. Because of the
     condition of the original I have had to delete entire paragraphs. The attached poem
     was another newspaper clipping that Nannie had pasted beside the obituary in her
     scrapbook. I thought it was appropriate to include it.  Pat Sabin

     "The removal of Mrs. Sevier has created a great vacancy in a large circle of
     friends. The  oft repeated inquiries as to her health during the long months of
     her   sickness, the large attendance and the manifestation of grief at her funeral,
     indicate something of the estimate in which she was held by her acquaintances and
     friends.

     "In the days of her girlhood she --- many friends among her schoolmates; and in more
     mature life, in the relations of the domestic and social circle, as a Sabbath School
     teacher, and as a Christian she bound many hearts to her by strong ties; and many tears
     were shed, and deep grief at her loss.

     "Two days after her funeral we laid the remains of Samuel Dayton by her side, consoled
     with the thought that the mother and the son had slept in death, only to awaken the full
     consciousness of those joys that God hath reserved for them that love."

     HE WILL BRING YOU TOGETHER AGAIN

     You have walked in the shadow and walked in the light
     You have traveled the vale and the hill;
     In the days that were stormy and days that were bright
     Together you met good and ill.
     But now you are walking, so strangely alone;
     You hark for a step, but in vain;
     Amd yet the good Father, who loveth his own,
     Will bring you together again.

     You are not forgotten, however you miss
     The voice that once gladly you heard;
     The lips that no longer will stoop for a kiss
     Or whisper a comforting word.
     You are not forgotten, and still you can smile
     That blessings were given, and then,
     That He who now lets you be lonely a while,
     Will bring you together again.

     Your loved one is absent, but cannot be far,
     While safe on the bosom of love,
     That holdeth you also, and hope as a star
     is shining so brightly above.
     Oh, faith can be patient, whatever the time
     To wait in the shadow and pain,
     While nearer is coming the glory sublime,
     To bring you together again!

     By Mrs. Frank A. Brick(?)