Bangor Abbey Graveyard - W

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WADDELL
Erected by Sarah Waddell in memory of her beloved husband Melville Waddell Accidentally killed 9th September 1910 Aged 43 years  Their children Sarah Patricia died 15th September 1908 Aged 6 months Thomas died 30th November 1914 aged 7 years  Also the above named Sarah Waddell died 2nd October 1939 Aged 70 years  Also beloved daughter Annie Campbell died 24th January 1980
Peace Perfect Peace
 
B 18
WARWICK
In loving memory of Margaret Hanna, twin daughter of Charles & Emily Warwick, who died April 27th 1895, aged 2 years & 9 months.

"As a flower of the field."

 

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WIGHTMAN [see TAGGART]    
WILEY
Erected by Richard Wiley of Groomsport, in memory of his beloved wife Charlotte Wiley who departed this life 10th July 1872.  Also the above Richard Wiley who departed this life on the 26th February 1892 aged 77 years.

We do not know until the tree is shaken
How beautiful and ripe, the fruit it bore.
We do not feel until the loved are taken
How perfect was that love for us
 no more.
 
 

WILLIAMSON
Ann Williamson   T, LA.
 

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WILLIAMSON
In loving memory of Elizabeth Williamson who died at Ballysallagh, 10th April 1892 aged 68 years.

"He giveth His beloved sleep"

Also Jane Kennedy, who died
6th January 1893 aged 76 years, also John Williamson, Ballysallagh, died 11th March 1920.
 

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WILLIAMSON
Erected by John Williamson, Junior, in loving memory of his father, John Williamson, who died 28th October 1903 aged 75 years, Also his mother, Isabella Williamson, who died 2nd December 1907 aged 77 years, also John, son of the above named, who died 3rd May 1946 aged 52 years.
"At rest"
 

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WILLIAMSON
Erected by Hugh Kane In memory of Thomas Williamson who departed this life on the 10th of July 1864 Age 75 years.
 
B 2

WILSON
Annie Alexandra Stitt, widow of Robert Wilson, died 22nd November 1954.       
Deeply regretted.
 

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WILSON
Here lieth the body of Archibel Wilson of Conlig who departed this life June the 26 in anno 1798, eg 26 yr.
Morn not, deer friends, tho I'm no more
Tho I was martred, your eyes before
I am not dead, but do sleep hear
And yet once more I will apeer.

That is when time will be no more
When thel be judged who falsly sore
And them that judged will judged be
Whither just or on just, then thel see.

Purpere, deer friends, for that grate day
When death dis sumance you away
I will await you all with due care
In heven with joy to meet you there.