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SG 269
KG 269
Notes: Christ shall clasp the broken chain closer when we meet again
SG 270
IN EVERLOVING MEMORY
OF
ARCHIBALD MACCALLUM
BELOVED HUSBAND OF
DOLINA MACINNES
DIED 15TH MAY 1960 AGED 72
ALSO HER FATHER & MOTHER
NORMAN MACINNES
DIED 3RD JUNE 1946 AGED 86
MARGARET MACKENZIE
DIED 8TH SEPTEMBER 1938 AGED 80
ALSO WEE LACHIE
WHO DIED IN INFANCY
ALL OF CROSSAPOL TIREE
AND THE ABOVE
DOLINA MACINNES
DIED 19TH JUNE 1971 AGED 76
OF
ARCHIBALD MACCALLUM
BELOVED HUSBAND OF
DOLINA MACINNES
DIED 15TH MAY 1960 AGED 72
ALSO HER FATHER & MOTHER
NORMAN MACINNES
DIED 3RD JUNE 1946 AGED 86
MARGARET MACKENZIE
DIED 8TH SEPTEMBER 1938 AGED 80
ALSO WEE LACHIE
WHO DIED IN INFANCY
ALL OF CROSSAPOL TIREE
AND THE ABOVE
DOLINA MACINNES
DIED 19TH JUNE 1971 AGED 76
INTO THY HANDS O LORD
KG 270
ERECTED
BY
LACHLAN Mc.DONALD
IN
MEMORY OF HIS CHILDREN
HUGHINA
DIED 11TH JULY 1905, AGED 8 YEARS
MARY ANN
DIED 13TH JULY 1905, AGED 14 YEARS
CATHERINE GILMOUR
DIED 16TH JULY 1905, AGED 5 YEARS
THE ABOVE
LACHLAN Mc.DONALD
DIED 7TH OCT. 1916, AGED 77 YEARS
HIS WIFE MARGARET Mc.CALLUM
WHO DIED 10TH OCT. 1951, AGED 82 YEARS
THEIR DAUGHTER CATHERINE
DIED 8TH JAN. 1978, AGED 85 YEARS
BY
LACHLAN Mc.DONALD
IN
MEMORY OF HIS CHILDREN
HUGHINA
DIED 11TH JULY 1905, AGED 8 YEARS
MARY ANN
DIED 13TH JULY 1905, AGED 14 YEARS
CATHERINE GILMOUR
DIED 16TH JULY 1905, AGED 5 YEARS
THE ABOVE
LACHLAN Mc.DONALD
DIED 7TH OCT. 1916, AGED 77 YEARS
HIS WIFE MARGARET Mc.CALLUM
WHO DIED 10TH OCT. 1951, AGED 82 YEARS
THEIR DAUGHTER CATHERINE
DIED 8TH JAN. 1978, AGED 85 YEARS
SG 271
KG 271
SG 272
KG 272
PEACE PERFECT PEACE
IN DEAREST REMEMBERANCE
OF
ALEXANDER MACDONALD
WHO DIED AT CAOLIS ON 6TH JULY 1929 AGED 87 YEARS
ALSO HIS SON HUGH
DIED 27th JANUARY 1908 AGED 22 YEARS
ALSO HIS WIFE JANET MACLEAN
DIED 28TH NOV 1949 AGED 98 YEARS
On the side is
THEIR DAUGHTER
MARY FLORA
DIED 20TH NOV 1961
AGED 80 YEARS
THEIR SON MALCOLM
DIED 2ND NOV 1970
AGED 91 YEARS
KG 272b
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For though from out bourne of time and place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face,
When I have crossed the bar.










