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Josie Thelma “Thelma” <I>Herd</I> Bebout

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Josie Thelma “Thelma” Herd Bebout

Birth
Missouri, USA
Death
22 Jul 1940 (aged 31)
California, USA
Burial
Taft, Kern County, California, USA GPS-Latitude: 35.1548806, Longitude: -119.4368139
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Josie Thelma Herd Bebout is the daughter of William T. Herd and Mary F. Jones Herd. She is their tenth of eleven children and the fifth of their six daughters.

She is the parental granddaughter to Jesse Early Herd and Nancy Jane Welch.

She is the sister to Allie, Lonnie, Otis, Ida, Walter, Everett, Amy, Nettie, Ernest, and Flossie.

She is the wife of Adolphus Bebout.

She and her second child died on July 22, 1940.

Thelma Bebout and her baby interred together in the West Side District Cemetery.

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A poem for mother and child -

Mother and Child

by Eugene Field

"One night a tiny dewdrop fell
Into the bosom of a rose,--
"Dear little one, I love thee well,
Be ever here thy sweet repose!"

Seeing the rose with love bedight,
The envious sky frowned dark, and then
Sent forth a messenger of light
And caught the dewdrop up again.

"Oh, give me back my heavenly child,--
My love!" the rose in anguish cried;
Alas! the sky triumphant smiled,
And so the flower, heart-broken, died."

Josie Thelma Herd Bebout is the daughter of William T. Herd and Mary F. Jones Herd. She is their tenth of eleven children and the fifth of their six daughters.

She is the parental granddaughter to Jesse Early Herd and Nancy Jane Welch.

She is the sister to Allie, Lonnie, Otis, Ida, Walter, Everett, Amy, Nettie, Ernest, and Flossie.

She is the wife of Adolphus Bebout.

She and her second child died on July 22, 1940.

Thelma Bebout and her baby interred together in the West Side District Cemetery.

_______________________

A poem for mother and child -

Mother and Child

by Eugene Field

"One night a tiny dewdrop fell
Into the bosom of a rose,--
"Dear little one, I love thee well,
Be ever here thy sweet repose!"

Seeing the rose with love bedight,
The envious sky frowned dark, and then
Sent forth a messenger of light
And caught the dewdrop up again.

"Oh, give me back my heavenly child,--
My love!" the rose in anguish cried;
Alas! the sky triumphant smiled,
And so the flower, heart-broken, died."



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