Leah C. Webber, 92    

CUMBERLAND - Leah C. Webber, 92, of Chebeague Island died Jan. 27,
2000, at Brentwood Manor Nursing Home in Yarmouth.

She was born here, a daughter of Herbert W. and Ella J. Hamilton, and
graduated from Chebeague Island High School.

In 1929 she married Milton L. Webber of Chebeague Island and Orrs Island at
her sister's home in Freeport. She was a homemaker all her life. Mr. Webber
died in 1943.

To support her family, Mrs. Webber sold cosmetics, was a domestic caretaker
and was the mail messenger for Chebeague Island.

Throughout World War II she participated in the Coastal Defense and
corresponded with more than 30 servicemen from Chebeague Island.

She was a member of the Ladies Aid Society of the Chebeague Island United
Methodist Church. She was also a charter member of the Chebeague Island
Grange, and served as secretary and pianist for many years. She was a member
of the Chebeague Island Council and former secretary of the Chebeague Island
Hall Co.

Mrs. Webber raised vegetables and was a flower gardener. She crocheted and
knit mittens, hats, sweaters and quilts for family and friends. She played piano
by ear, and played at the Chebeague Island Hall and Chebeague Island Hotel for
many years.

Her hobbies included collecting antique buttons, and she followed the Boston
Red Sox on radio and television.

Surviving are two daughters, Mrs. Richard (Dianne) Calder of Chebeague
Island and Mrs. Richard (Marianne) Brenton of Burlington, Mass., and
Chebeague Island; seven grandchildren and eight great-grandchildren.

There are no visiting hours. A memorial service will be held at 1 p.m. Friday at
the Chebeague Island United Methodist Church.

Burial will be held at a later date. Arrangements are by Lindquist Funeral
Home, Yarmouth.

In lieu of flowers donations may be made to the Stephen Ross Scholarship Fund c/o Mabel Doughty, Chebeague Island, ME 04017.

  LEAH'S GONE HOME by Bill Laird

Leah grew up on The Island,
She'll always be the same,
She'll always look as she looked before,
And go by the same old name.

She went to the mainland
A few years back,
As the years on her did grow,
But she always loved the deep blue sea
Wherever her travels did go.

She never lost sight of the wheeling gulls
Or the clanging of the Deer Point bell,
And she always longed for the clear salt air
While she fared either sick or well.

So now she rests in peace again,
Back in the place from wence she came,
For now she sleeps on The Island,
And she'll always be the same.