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The Western Star, March 29, 1962.

Leora Pope Dies At Home of Her Parents

Funeral services were held on Monday, March 26, 1962, at 2:30 p.m. in the Hatfield Funeral Home, Coldwater, Kans., for Leora Marie Pope, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Leonard Pope, of Wilmore, Kans.

Rev. Everett D. Thompson, pastor of the Coldwater Christian church, officiated at the services. Mrs. Martha Cline, pianist, accompanied Miss Shirley Huck, who sang "Beyond the Sunset" and "Safe in the Arms of Jesus."

Pallbearers were Vernie White, Harley Rush, Nelson Moser and Lee Roy Cline.

Interment was in Crown Hill Cemetery, Coldwater, Kans.


Leora Marie Pope, daughter of Leonard and Faye Pope, was born December 5, 1944, in Coldwater, Kans., and passed away March 24, 1962, at the age of 17 years, 3 months and 19 days. She has been an invalid her entire life.

Survivors are her mother and father of Wilmore, Kans.: one sister, Naomi, of Wichita; three brothers, Gene, Lonnie and Lanny; one nephew, Harold, all of the home; four grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Sam Pope of Redfield, Kans., and Mr. and Mrs. Hiram Sipes of Elkhart, Kans.; and a host of aunts, uncles, and cousins.

She will be greatly missed by all.

One Day.

The angels came to our home one day,
And carried my darling far away.
The room was little and dark and small
And I did not know they were there at all:
I had caught not the rustle of a wing,
I had heard not even one angel sing;
But swiftly and silently as the dawn
They came and took her and they were gone.
Now often I sit in that small dark room
And rejoice, for the silent and dreadful tomb
Holds not my darling, for I know that day
That the angels carried her far away
She lives in Glory, and so shall I
When the angels come for me from the sky!
My eyes are dried, and my spirit sings,
As I wait the rustling of the wings!
--Martha Snell Nicholason.

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