Beloved son of:
Henry Baylis (1822-1853)
Caroline Wilson Baylis (1824-1882)
Beloved husband of:
Margaret Walsh Baylis (1862-1948)
Beloved father of:
Victor James Baylis (1887-1942)
Margaret Mary Baylis (1889-1913)
Beloved brother of:
Henry Baylis (1847-1901)
Caroline Sarah Baylis Coates (1849-1908)
Beloved half-brother of:
Thomas G. Hammond (1857-1919)
Robert Hammond (1864-1913)
Beloved step-brother of:
Elizabeth (Lizzie) Hammond McMillan
Beloved grandfather of:
Jean Baylis Upham (1915-2000)
James J. Baylis (1918-1942)
Patricia Margaret Baylis Crego (1923-2008)
Beloved great-grandfather of:
Mary Stewart Crego Boulden
James Baylis Crego
Susan Elizabeth Crego Hopkins
Elizabeth Ann Upham (1949-2008)
Cynthia Upham Wiltgen
* * *
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,
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 our 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.
* * *
Beloved son of:
Henry Baylis (1822-1853)
Caroline Wilson Baylis (1824-1882)
Beloved husband of:
Margaret Walsh Baylis (1862-1948)
Beloved father of:
Victor James Baylis (1887-1942)
Margaret Mary Baylis (1889-1913)
Beloved brother of:
Henry Baylis (1847-1901)
Caroline Sarah Baylis Coates (1849-1908)
Beloved half-brother of:
Thomas G. Hammond (1857-1919)
Robert Hammond (1864-1913)
Beloved step-brother of:
Elizabeth (Lizzie) Hammond McMillan
Beloved grandfather of:
Jean Baylis Upham (1915-2000)
James J. Baylis (1918-1942)
Patricia Margaret Baylis Crego (1923-2008)
Beloved great-grandfather of:
Mary Stewart Crego Boulden
James Baylis Crego
Susan Elizabeth Crego Hopkins
Elizabeth Ann Upham (1949-2008)
Cynthia Upham Wiltgen
* * *
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,
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 our 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.
* * *
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