DOMESTIC ANNOUNCEMENTS

Transcribed from South Africa Magazine 26 October 1918

BIRTHS

HAMILTON—On September 1, to Mr. and Mrs. T. HAMILTON, of Fairview, a son.

HINDE—On August 26, at Durban, to Mr. and Mrs. Arthur HINDE, a son.

HOFFE—On August 26, at Pretoria, the wife of Charles Mitchell HOFFE, a son.

MAASCH—On October 13, at Hove, the wife of C. M. F. MAASCH, South African Scottish, a son.

PARKER—On August 23, at Durban, to Mr. and Mrs. Geo. M. PARKER, a son.

PLUMRIDGE—On August 26, at Sea Point, to Mr. and Mrs. Herbert J. PLUMRIDGE, a son.

POCOCK—On August 27, at Oudtshoorn, the wife of Hedley A. POCOCK, a daughter.

MARRIAGES

GOWAN-TRATHEN—On August 24, at Belgravia, John Stanley GOWAN to Clara Elsie TRATHEN.

HARPER-CLARKE—On August 22, at Durban, Charles HARPER to Lucy Elizabeth CLARKE.

LOUBSER-GRIFFITHS—On August 28, at Cape Town, Rossie LOUBSER to Joey GRIFFITHS.

DEATHS

PENCHARZ—On September 1, at Doornfontein, Jacob Leo PENCHARZ, aged 54.

PLATT—On August 21, at Cape Town, George William PLATT, aged 60.

SMITH—On September 3, at Hillbrow, James Charles SMITH.

SMITH—On October 17, at his mother’s residence, 12, Grove Mansions, Clapham Common, from an acute heart attack, the result of being gassed last spring on the Western Front, Sidney Charles SMITH, of Mafeking, Gunner, South African Heavy Artillery, aged 45. R.I.P. South African papers, please copy.

STEPHENS—By cable. On 13^th October, at Cape Town, of pneumonia, George Hippesley Stanley, Civil Engineer, beloved husband of Grace STEPHENS, and eldest son of Mr. and Mrs. F. O. STEPHENS, of Oranjezicht Homestead.

WATHEN—On August 15, at Dassenberg, John P. WATHEN, aged 20 ½.

IN MEMORIAM

“Oh, for the touch of a vanished hand,

And the sound of the voice that is still.”

WALLACE—In sacred and ever loving memory of my devoted husband, Thomas Samuel Downing WALLACE, head of the firm of WALLACE & Co., Curtain Road, Finsbury, E.C., who ascended into rest, Oct. 23^rd, 1914.

“IT IS WELL”

Beloved, it is well!

God’s ways are always right;

And perfect love is o’er them all,

Though far above our sight.

Beloved, it is well!

Though deep and sore the smart;

The hand that wounds knows how to bind

And heal the broken heart.

Beloved, it is well!

Though sorrow clouds my way,

‘Twill only make the joy more dear

That ushers in the day.

Beloved, it is well!

The path in faith that’s trod,

Though rough, and strait, and dark it be,

Leads home to Heaven, you, and God.

Foreign papers, please copy.

Regards,

Ellen Stanton

Email: harprulz@bellsouth.net