NEW SALEM ASSOCIATION
Old Regular Baptist of Jesus Christ
Held with
The Pilgrim's Rest Church ~ Floyd County Kentucky
September 23, 24, 25, 1932

OBITUARIES

Submitted by J B Francis

Akers, Julia -whereas it hath pleased God, to call from the embrace of the bereaved family of Floyd Akers and Tener Akers, another loving daughter to-wit: Julia Akers, who was born January 15, 1915, died October 4, 1931, age 16 years, 9 months and 9 days, and whereas by special request of the bereaved father, it has heretofore been my humble and unworthy lot to write a short obituary of the other deceased members of his family to-wit: his first wife, Nannie Akers, his sons, Sherdan, Preston, Pete and two infant sons and his daughter, Effie, and again the request comes, that I attempt to write a sketch of the life and of the passing of this another bud and jewel of this bereaved and heart-broken family. While yet in the bloom of youth, Julia was afflicted with that awful and incurable "white plague"—Tuberculosis, which has heretofore brought death to two of her brothers, Pete and Preston, and to a sister, Effie. She lay on her bed of affliction for many months, and patiently bore her suffering and, in spite of all medical aid and the tender care of father, mother, sister and brother, and that of neighbors, who willingly administered to her every want, she still grew weaker, realizing at all times, as it seemed, that death only would soon relieve her from her suffering, and, when the end drew near and her body was undergoing much pain and suffering, she feebly ask her father to pray the Lord that her pain and suffering cease, and that she may have a night of rest and repose, and in obedience to that request this sad and heart-broken father joined with her in prayer, to the God of all Power to relieve her of her suffocating pains, and that she may rest and sleep, and as the writer is informed, she at once seemed better and slept. She requested that Elder I. A. Smiley sing and pray with her, which he did, and she gave her feeble hand to him to become a member of the church, saying, "My sins are pardoned" and "My way is clear." She was too weak to be baptized. After she had joined the church, she seemed to become anxious for death to take her out of her suffering, and begged Brother Smiley to pray that she should die, saying "I am ready to go", and in answer to her earnest prayer the "grim monster" death made its advent again into this family circle, that had already been broken by reason of the departure of six other loved ones, and that mortal body of Julia ceased its troubled breathing and fell asleep, and her disembodied spirit—no doubt in company with the spirits of her departed loved ones—took its flight "to God who gave it" there to rest under the altar, until the "great and notable day of the Lord", then her sleeping dust will be called from the grave and she will rise to meet him in the air with an immortal body that will not be weak and consumpted, but will be fashioned like Christ's own glorious body. "It doth not appear what we shall be, but we know we shall be like him." To Uncle Floyd and the remaining ones of his family: We know your troubles are great, that you are much acquainted with grief, but remember the ancient promise of "that faithful one" that our troubles should not be greater than we can bear, and remember Job, who retained his integrity through all his loss and affliction. It should be a consolation to you, that each of your loved ones that is gone, has left bright hopes that they were only leaving a world of trouble, pain and death and going to that "glorious country" in which a mansion is prepared for them, and remember that the grace of God, through faith in Jesus Christ will take you too, to that country in which you can enjoy the company of all your loved-ones. T. B. Akers

Akers, Nannie-The subject of this narrative, to-wit: Nannie Akers, was the daughter of Elias and Ellen Kidd, each of whom are faithful members of the Salem Church of Regular Baptist. She was born October 18, 1894 and departed this life on the second day of February, 1930, at the age of 35 years, 3 months and 14 days. She was married to Willie Akers on the 12th day of August, 1912, and unto them were born nine daughters, two of which preceded her in death, having died on the 22nd day of February, 1927, with that fatal disease of diphtheria, and their little bodies were consigned to the same grave, leaving their father, mother and little sisters to mourn the absence of little Pearl and Millie, but alas, mother did not mourn for them long, as she too was on the second day of February, 1930, called from the unfriendly world, and carried, as we believe, to that happy country, where little Pearl and Millie were beckoning for her. She lost her life in child-bearing, and she and her little babe were too consigned to the same grave. Annie joined the church in June, 1919, and was baptized into the fellowship of the New Salem Church of Regular Baptist by Elder John M. Akers, and since that time she lived the life of a pious and devoted Christian. She was ever ready to administer to the needs of others and had a good kind word and bright smile for all. She faithfully filled her seat at church, and seemed to rejoice in meeting her brothers and sisters in heavenly places. Nannie was always a loving and obedient daughter, an affectionate wife and companion to Willie and a pious and loving mother to her little daughters. She loved peace at home, in church and among her neighbors. Uncle Elias and Aunt Ellen, you can only press "onward and upward to the mark of the high calling" and when the Lord shall see fit to call you too from this "low ground of sorrow", you then can go home to see Nannie again." Our child, can we forget, Or must the grave eternally sever? She lingers in our memory yet and in our hearts she'll live forever. T. B. Akers

Akers, Robert Vinson-It is with sad feelings that I attempt to write a sketch of the life of a dear beloved step-father, to-wit: Brother Robert Vinson Akers. He was the son of Joe Akers and was born in the year of 1853 and was married to Malissa Hall about 1886 and unto this union were born 10 children. Six have preceded him in death. After Malissa's death, he was married to Martha Hamilton and unto this union was born one child, it died in infancy. He joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in 1919 and lived a faithful life until death. His membership was in the Mothers Home church.. His seat is vacated in the home and in the church. I believe he is resting under the altar, waiting to take part in the first resurrection. He has been missed more than any man that ever died on the waters of Bran-ham's Creek. He was always ready to lend a helping hand to the poor and needy. I believe he was a true born child of God. His favorite song was, "A charge to keep I have, a God to glorify." So I will close by saying children, if you ever want to see father again, you had better get ready to meet him in that home above. He can not come to you but you can go to him. Written by a heart broken step-son, Volley Stepp

Blankenship, Spice-It is with a sad feeling that I try to write the life of a dear sister in the Lord. Spicie Blankenship was 64 years old. She was married to Robert Blankenship 43 years ago, and departed this life June 17, 1932. Unto this union were born sixteen children, ten boys and six girls. Six preceded her in death, three boys and three girls. Ten still survive to mourn her loss. She joined the Regular Baptist Church twenty-three years. She lived faithful until death. Now children, she has gone and can't come back, but by the grace of God you can go to her. Boys, I would have to know that I was right before I would leave the footsteps because she kept the old landmark and proved it until death. Now Robert, here is the proposition, dear friend, you must repent of your sins, be born again and make free from sin, through Christ, our Lord for it is through faith, you are saved and not of yourself for it is the gift of God. Robert, I know it is hard when you go off from home and return to no good wife to comfort you, but she has gone to Heaven. You are left to weep, so don't weep for her, but weep for yourself and your children. I feel when the trumpet shall sound and the dead raised up that she will get up in that morning for I, the writer has known her all my life and never knew her wrong. I hope, boys, the Holy Spirit will guide you all. must be born again. Not just be baptized in literal Boys, read and study the Bible and don't fall by the way. If you go where your mother is in Heaven, you water but of the Holy Ghost and of fire. I feel that through troubles and trials she bore the image of the earthly. Now I feel that she will hear the image of the Heavenly. Now I want to say to Robert and to the children to get ready to meet her above, where no tears are shed for I feel that she fell asleep in Jesus and at that great day when Paul said, "At the last trumpet for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible and we shall be changed for I feel a hand of angels coming to waft her soul back to God, who gave it." She is now singing God's praise until that great day. Her favorite song was, "I have a call for you, my friends and you will come and see, but there's a call for me that's first, and soon this call shall be." Written by A. J. Tackett

Bryant, Lewis-It is with a sad feeling that I attempt to write a short sketch of the life of a dear brother, to-wit: Elder Lewis Bryant. Brother Bryant joined the Regular Baptist Church August 1, 1893 and was baptized the first Saturday in September, 1893 by Elder Ruben Issac. The writer does not have any information as to the date of Brother Lewis Bryant's ordination as a minister. Neither does the writer have the date of Brother's Bryant's birth or death but believes him to be about 65 years of age according to Joppa Church records. Brother Bryant held prayer at the Joppa Church April, first Saturday, 1894.Brother Bryant was a faithful minister of the gospel for about thirty-eight years, and was one among the ablest public men in the Baptist Church. I have often heard Brother Bryant say when he joined the church he could not read a word, did not know his A, B, C's but by the grace of God he learned to read the Bible and became a well informed man on the New Testament and considered by many as one of the ablest speakers in the New Testament and one among the best informed men on church discipline. Written by a brother in the Lord, Jarvey Vance

Bryant, Melvina-It is with sad hearts, we attempt to write a short obituary of our beloved daughter, Melvina Bryant. She was born October 16, 1907 and deceased February 26, 1932. Age about 25 years. She lived a peaceful life, never was married, and was loved by all who knew her. She joined the Baptist Church and wanted to be baptized but was too weak. She said she wanted to die for she was going home where she never would suffer any more. She died with a smile on her face as if she were going to sleep and as if she were viewing her future home. We feel our loss is her eternal gain. While we are going on in sorrow, she is rejoicing in a heavenly home. She can never return to us but if we but strive we can be with our darling Melvina where she never will be taken from us again. She called us all to her bed and begged us to seek the Lord, one that was and is able to help us all, if we but ask him in the right way.
Composed by her heart-broken father and mother, A. B. and Maline Bryant

Clevenger, Virginia-It is with a sad heart that I try to write an obituary of a dear sister to-wit: Virginia Clevenger. She was the daughter of Nathan & Sally Perdew. She was born spring of 1861. She was married to Joseph Clevenger Jul 18, 1879 and unto this union were born 12 children of which preceded her in death. She professed a hope in Christ soon after her marriage and was baptized into the fellowship of the Old Regular Baptist Church and was a good kind mother to every body and always let her Christian light shine before the world and always willing to feed the hungry and visit the sick and was faithful to fill her seat in the church. We miss her presence and her good company. She is only gone home to rest from all her labor. She has left good evidence that she is now resting in paradise, awaiting the final resurrection of the body, that the body will unite together with the spirit and be one spiritual body and be happy in God's eternal kingdom for ever and ever. So dear children, remember your dear old mother's advice and don't forget the example she has set before you. May the Lord bless old Brother Joseph and comfort him. Written by your unworthy brother in hope of eternal life. Elder G. P. Blakely

Compton, Lee & Nancy P. Compton-In sweet remembrance of our beloved father and mother who have outstripped us in the narrow of love of life and gone out in the great beyond, I will write a few lines. Father, Lee Jr. Compton was born in the year of 1854. Mother Nancy P. (Yates) Compton was born in the year of 1865. They were joined together in holy matrimony September 17, 1883. To this union were born 9 children, of which 7 is still living, but two have departed from this life. Father joined the Old Regular Baptist Church September, 1890. Mother joined the Old Regular Baptist Church March, 1890, and they lived faithfully in the cause until death. Father departed this life June 7, 1906, being 52 years of age and mother departed this life November 21, 1931, being 66 years old. Children, I was not very well acquainted with your father, but I have been told by many of my good brethrens and sisters that he was a love example of a child of God, being very patient in all his struggles and above all one of the best husbands that any mother has had, and laid the best examples for his family, living faithful to the doctrine of Christ until death. But children, I feel I can say with a surety that I was personally and spiritually acquainted with your blessed old mother. I say this because Paul says "His spirit shall witness with your spirit that you are the children of God." There is no doubt children but what a great trouble moved around your dear hearts when the Lord called for mother, but Pricy Anna and Mellie who have professed a hope in Christ. You surely are satisfied that mother's sorrow has been turned to joy. And to Johnie, Jimmie and Willie, her three sons together with Lizzie. Children, there is only one chance for you to live with mother after this life and that is to be born of the Holy Spirit, lay down the sinful things of this life and take hold of things pertaining to the Kingdom of God. Repent and be baptized in the name of the Lord Jesus. Father and mother toiled very hard in this life, bringing you, children up in the admonition of the Lord, making the way plain for you, hoping some day to have seen you confess a hope in Christ, but you deprived them of this privilege in their lifetime. They have now crossed the river of death, exchanged their crosses for crowns and enjoying the fruits of their labors. Children, don't forget the sweet words of counsel that fell from mother's lips, and the longer she is gone. The more lonesome you will be, but Jesus sends a comforting spirit into the heart of every one that seeks salvation in his name. The good brethrens and sisters miss the company of father and mother, but they are traveling in faith of enjoying their company again in reality, that is, when the trump of God sounds so loud that the saints shall rise to meet our blessed redeemer in the air. That will be a happy time as the poet says, "When the saints go marching in." Dear children, ask yourself this question, "I want to be in that number?" What is your answer? And as a few closing remarks to you dear children, who have professed Christ, permit your unworthy to insist that you in the name of your master, always endeavor to exemplify the life of your dear parents and permit me to pray that your faith fail not, nor your hopes and in fruition, but we all may realize the height of our ambition in the fond embrace of our dear parents, especially our sweet mothers.
God bless the name, dear mother.
"Our father and mother both have gone
To yonder happy shore;
We loved them, yes we loved them,
But Jesus loved them more."
Written by your unworthy in Christ, McKinley Gilispie

Compton, Polly-It is with a sad heart that I try to write a short sketch of our beloved sister, to-wit: Polly Compton. Age about 72 years. She departed this life February 24, 1932. She left a host of boys and girls to mourn her loss. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church of Jesus Christ and was a member for 50 years. She was a good and faithful member.
We loved her, yes we loved her,
But Jesus loved her more;
He came and took her,
To that bright shining shore.
Some day I'll meet dear mother,
In that eternal day;
And tell her how I've missed her,
Since she's been gone away.
So now dear children, will you all meet her? She said that she knew you could. Mother wants you to meet her because she loved you all so good. Children meet her because she loved you all so good. Children, don't weep; for mother is not dead, for she will come with Jesus when he calls for the sleeping dead. Repent children and you can be with mother there. For he said, we could meet him in the air. Boys and girls and children, this is worth it all.
Written by Elder W. M. Belcher, Fords, Branch, Ky.

Conn, Charity-It is with a sad feeling that I attempt to write an obituary of a dear mother, Charity Conn. She was born March 3, 1851 and deceased January 14, 1932. She was the daughter of William and Betsy Spears. She was married to Sylvester Conn January 22, 1867and unto them were born 10 children, five of them preceded her in death while five are still living. Mother joined the Old Regular Baptist Church about 60 years ago and lived a true and faithful member until death. Mother filled her seat in the church as long as she was able to go. Three of her children have professed a hope in Christ. But some of the children are yet on the barren mountains of sin. She was staying with me when she was taken sick. She only lived one week. Mother was loved by all who knew her. She was so loving and kind to every one. I have often heard her tell her experience with God and the tears roll down her cheeks. Oh, I feel sure that mother is now resting under the altar waiting for the judgment day. Now dear children, don't weep for mother we know that she has gone from us never to return. But by the grace of God we can go to her. Oh, how I do miss her in my home but I believe her spirit is gone to the spirit's land. When the trumpet shall sound and the dead shall arise, I feel sure that I will be with dear mother where parting will be no more. Written by a heart-broken daughter Jane May

Elswick, Elizabeth-By the request of the children, I will try in my awkward away to write a short sketch of the life of a dear old sister to-wit, Elizabeth Elswick. She was born December 4, 1851, deceased June 1, 1932, age 80 years, 5 months, and 27 days. About the year of 1871 she was married to Will Elswick and unto this union were born seven children, two boys and five girls while two of the boys and two of the girls preceded her in death. Both boys died in infancy while the two girls that preceded her in death lived to adult age while there are three girls left here in this troublesome world to mourn the loss of mother but I truly believe from the life she lived that your loss is heaven's great gain for on the fourth Sunday in October, 1885 she joined the Old Regular Baptist Church and lived a faithful member until death. She was sick a long time before she died but she seemed to bear her sickness in much patience. While she was sick there's one thing she did not forget and that was to praise God. She would call for the brethren to come and hold meeting for her and she would shout and praise God while very low and just a few days before she died she told her children, she wanted to hear me preach one more time before she died and they came after me in the night. I went and had meeting for her and she seemed to enjoy the meeting. I want to say to the children, you that have not made peace with God, it is time that you begin earnestly thinking about the welfare of your soul and begin praying unto that great God that he would help you to live a life that when you die you can go and live with mother in that heavenly country where parting will be no more. Written by Jesse Hampton

Hall, Nancy Rushie -Sister Nancy Rushie Hall, the daughter of Elijah and Synthia J. Akers, was born December 26, 1889, and departed this life January 11, 1932, being 42 years, 11 months and 16 days of age at death. She was married to Joe Hall October 2, 1907 and unto them were born four children, two boys, Otis and Clyde Hall and two girls, Parlee and One dies Hall, all of whom remain in mourning for the loss of a noble mother. Sister Hall leaves an aged father and mother, nine brothers, to-wit: Ben Akers, Marion Akers, Fonce Akers, Med Akers, Pearl Akers, Willie Akers, Fred Akers, Walter Akers and Allen Akers, and one sister, Ottawa Boyd as co-mourners in the loss of this humble Christian. She was preceded in death by one sister, Parlee Stuart of Tippecanoe, Ohio, and one brother, Levi Otsego Akers, of Dana, Kentucky, both of whom left a hope of a life eternal. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church at the Little Dove Church, Honaker, Ky., over twenty years, and shortly moved her fellowship to the New Salem Church, at Harold, Kentucky, where it remained until her death. No greater faith and godly devotion has been exhibited in this writer's vision than that manifested by this little believer. Her love for the old church never grew cold, even tho she was confined to her bed for over twelve years. During her long confinement, every season and sometimes oftener she would manifest her memory of the brethren and sisters by sending to the church a bunch of beautiful flowers, and accompany them with a written testimonial of her growing faith in God, and immeasurable love for Christ and his children, verily, like Job of old she persevered unfalteringly faithful through all her years of indescribable pain and suffering, and met the end with a smile on her face, saying "I have seen Christ and his angels coming after me." Her conversation, to the writer's personal knowledge, was the nearest a godly one, continually. Let me say, to these little children: You remember now, and no doubt will, when you grow old, your mother's life how she used to shout praises to her Lord, how she prayed and trusted in the great Jehovah. Do not forget that shining trail of purity of life, and steadfastness in faith, she left untarnished before you. Weep not for her loss, but rather believe in her God and Saviour that you may get ready to meet her in the bye and bye. To her aged father and mother, your days among the living are few. Renew your faith, and march on to the day when you can meet your daughter in a beautiful city. To her brothers and sister, weep not because of her silent slumber, but let your very souls behold the lamb of God through humble faith and repentance, which some of you have already done, that you too may live and die in the sweet hope of a glorious meeting of your sister, in a world where parting is not known. That frail, weak and sickly body that was planted in the lonesome cemetery on Prater Creek, was not handed down to oblivion. God almighty, knows today the very spot where it is sleeping. That soul that left this body smilingly and rejoicingly, is today resting and basking beneath the throne of God and his Son. No trouble, no pain, no worry, just a waiting angel that will come at God's command, one of these days with Christ, at a great sound of a trumpet together from one end of the earth to the other, all of these sleeping saints. Written by I. A. Smiley

Hall, Ollie-It is with, sad feelings that I try to write a short obituary of Sister Ollie Hall, the wife of Friend Bee Hall. She was born April 22, 1877. Age 55 years, one month and seven days. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in the year of 1915 and lived a devoted Christian until her death. She leaves a husband and a mother and two brothers and four children, three girls and one boy. Two girls died and those that are living are at a loss on the account of the sweet company of Sister Hall. She bore her many pains with patient. Sister Ollie is not just missed in our church but she is missed by her husband and children and many friends. She was loved by all that knew her. She died May 31, 1932. When she died she past out just like any one that dropped to sleep. Her funeral will be preached at Garrett at the Hays graveyard the second Saturday and Sunday in May, 1933 by Rev. E. H. Howard, M. C. Wright and Alex Allen. I want to say to the children, dear children you never did realize how sweet a mother care, was until you had to give her up. She sure did love her children and I heard her pray so many times for you all so I hope her prayers will live in your hearts that you all may never forget them and all so her husband, I want to say to Bee that I believe that God will award him for being so patient with his loving wife and so much pains taken with her. I want to say that Sister Ollie is not dead but sleeping, awaiting for the great day of the Lord when he says, "Come forth, she is going to get up and come out of the grave with a new body liking unto Christ's glorious body." The writer has visited her home many times and sung and prayed for her and I saw her slapped her hands and praised God so many times and said that she did not dread death that the Lord would bear her to that good land where there would be no pain nor death to enter there. Remember that mother's voice is no more appealing in her little home at Garrett but I believe that it is heard in heaven. So dear husband and children, I hope that you all will try and meet her in a better world where you won't have to part any more. Written by her brother, E. H. Howard

Hall, Polly-By request of a dear daughter, I will try in my weakness to write a short obituary of the life of Sister Polly Hall. She was born March 10, 1860 and died June 18, 1932. She was the daughter of A. J. and Rebecca Johnson. She was married to Preston Hall about at the age of 17. Unto this union were born seven children. Six died in infancy, and one is left to mourn the loss of a dear loving mother. She professed a hope in Christ and joined the Old Regular Baptist Church about 30 years ago and was baptized by Elder Billy Cook. She lived a Christian life up to the time when it pleased God and he saw fit, to separate her soul and body. She had a stroke of paralysis December 6, 1931 and lived until June 18, 1932 as helpless as a little baby. I helped to wait on her during her illness. I heard her pray by day after day for the good Lord to take her out of this troublesome world. She said she had a better home awaiting for her where there would be no more suffering or pains. We believe by the life that she lived that when she fell a victim to death that she crossed the chilly waters in peace with her God and that she is now with her little baby, and are singing those sweet songs in that glory Lord with my dear loving mother and many of her long gone friends and relatives and all who died in full triumph of the living faith. I want to say a few words to her husband as your head is blooming for the grave and you must some day in the future come down as low as that dear companion of yours did. What a happy time it would be if you could only say like Sister Polly did come and welcomed death. Try to get ready before it is too late, so you can go home where mother is and live with her forever. Magdalene Mullins

Hall, William J. & Ritter Bowling Hall-It is with a sad heart that I try to write a short sketch of the life of father and mother. Father was born April 28, 1846, deceased December 12, 1921. Age 74 years, 7 months and 14 days. Mother was born August 1, 1846, deceased May 2, 1926. Age 79 years, 7 months and 1 day. They were married December 25, 1865 and born unto this union were 11 children, eight boys and three girls. Three are dead, leaving eight living. They both joined the Rebecca church of Old Regular Baptist in the year of 1894 and lived faithfully to that church until death. Father served as clerk of the Rebecca church nearly all of his time since becoming a member until he lost his eyesight. I have heard father say, "O, how bad it is to be blind and can't see." Mother waited on him so good while he was blind. Father served in the Confederate army until it closed. Father and mother both believed in an education and always sent us all to school. Seven of us were school teachers, four preachers and four lawyers in the family. Father served as Justice of the Peace in Knott County from 1884 to 1892. Father and mother were loved by all who knew them. They both were clever hearted. So I hope some good day I'll meet father and mother just over the stream of death, in the land of love, where all the saints of God will be. All the blood washed band will meet to part no more. I'll say to my brothers and sisters, I want you all to come to Christ and "be born again" and made alive in Christ. So when Christ shall descend from heaven with a shout and the voice of the arch angel and the trump of God, that we all can meet him midway in the air. I'll close in hope. E. H. Hall

Hall, Elder W. R.-By the request of a bereaved wife, I will try to write a short sketch of the life of Elder W. R. Hall. He was born March 16, 1857. Died May 12, 1932. Age 75 years, 1 month and 28 days. He was a son of Riley and Sinda Hall. He was married to Susana Thornsbury September 30, 1874 and unto this union were born 10 children. Seven are dead and three living. Brother Hall joined the Joppa Church of Old Regular Baptist the first Saturday in June, 1892 and began preaching that evening at the water's edge when baptized. He was ordained November, the first Saturday, 1893 and preached until death, being over 39 years of his life. His life was spent as a farmer and merchant. He became a wealthy citizen of Floyd County and left a large estate for his children and widow by his second marriage. Brother Hall's first wife preceded him in death several years and he was married the second time to Sister Alice Burk (a daughter of Brother Scott Burk and Sister Rhoda Burk), December 5, 1914. I married them. There were no children born to this wedlock. The writer was fully acquainted with the life of Brother Will Hall. I preached with him for 38 years. Brother Hall was a preacher of the old type of the Old Regular Baptist, believing that the only doctrine that should be preached, was the doctrine of Christ and the Apostles. His text most of the time was, "Preach the Word." And also, "Sound speech that can not be condemned." So if all the brethren, I mean all of the preachers of today, would take these two texts just mentioned and strictly adhere thereto to this straight doctrine through faith and repentance; the churches would grow in grace and in the knowledge of the truth of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. A word to the children of Brother Hall and the dear weeping widow. I can almost hear Brother Will's voice ringing in my heart at this time. Dear children, Brother Hall was a pious father to you all. When you read this short sketch of the life of your father, I want you to remember his dear counsel and his preaching to you all. Children, I want you all to be good to one another, as your good father wanted you to. Marion, dear son, your father and mother loved you so much, so the writer would love for you to take up the life of your father and mother and live it. So dear friends and children of Elder W. R. Hall, I want you all to close with the offered mercies of God and "be born again" and washed in the blood of the Lamb and be ready to meet Jesus and Brother Hall mid-way in the air at the last trumpet sound. The old graveyard can't hold brother, he is coming forth with all the sleeping dead. I want to meet brother again in heaven and there everly be with him in that country where we shall ever be with the Lord. I'll close in hope. E. H. Hall

Hamilton, Victoria-With a sad and aching heart and a wearied mind, I will try to write a short sketch of the life of Sister Victoria Hamilton. She was born January 29, 1848 and was married to Harvey Hamilton November 7, 1872. To this union were born eleven children. Two are dead. Father and mother both joined the Old Regular Baptist Church about 40 years ago. They lived a faithful Christian life until death. So some sweet day, I will see them again. Written by their son, Lee Hamilton

Hartley, Minta Elizabeth-She was born in Pike County, Kentucky in the year of 1873. She was married to Merida Bartley in the year of 1893 and to this union were born four children. One girl and one boy preceded her in death in infancy. Sister Bartley professed a hope in Christ and was baptized into the fellowship of the Old Baptist Church and lived a faithful sister until death. Her membership was in the Western Union Church and she always tried to attend her meetings and sing and shout and praise God for his love and mercy that he had bestowed upon her, and just before she passed away, she said the gate is open and Jesus will lead me through. So we feel that God's hand of mercy has opened the pearly gates and lead her into that heavenly mansion prepared without hands, eternal in the heavens, where she can shout and praise God for evermore. So I will just say to her brothers and sisters, Sister Minta is resting now from all her labor and toils of this life and let us go on like she did to perfection and meet her in that beautiful city. Written by Elder G. P. Blakely

Johnson, A. J. -It is with a sad heart that I try to write a short sketch of my grandfather, to-wit: A. J. Johnson. He was born May 11, 1842 and died January 6, 1929, being age 87 years. He was married to Rebecca Isaacs at an early age. To this union were born 12 children, five have passed away. Seven are still living to mourn the loss of a father, but it is a sweet consolation to know that he confessed a good hope in Christ. A few months before the death angel visited him, he was baptized in the love and fellowship of the Old Regular Baptist Church. Two of the children living have already confessed some hope in Christ but a few words to the other five, it is time that you were getting your mind centered upon heaven and pleading with Christ, the Savior of the world of mankind to have mercy upon you and making your peace calling and election sure so when the death angel shall call for you, that you will be ready to meet father and mother in a world where parting will be no more, or no sickness trails nor troubles enter, where all is peace, joy and happiness. I want to say to my mother and aunt that have confessed a hope in Christ, press on, press on. A home in heaven is worth working for and pray on that your faith fails not, that we may all meet grandfather and grandmother in the sweet morning of the resurrection, where we will be more able to praise God and sing the song of Moses and the tomb forever. Written by a brother in hope, W. B. Mullins

Johnson, Frankie-It is with sadness of heart and unworthy feelings that I attempt to write a short sketch of the life of a beloved sister, to-wit: Frankie Johnson. She was the daughter of John H. and Lucy Hall. She was born September 5, 1874 and deceased November 16, 1930, being age 56 years, 2 months and 11 days. She was married to Wayne Johnson July 14, 1892 and unto this union were born 9 children, 5 boys and 4 girls. Two girls and one boy preceded her in death while Wayne and the other six children are left here to mourn her loss but we feel that their loss is her eternal great gain . In May, 1905 she joined the Long Fork Church of Old Regular Baptist and was baptized by Elder Alex Johnson and lived a faithful member until that dreadful disease called tuberculosis which was taken hold on her frail body about April 1, 1930 and from that time she was confined in her room most of the time. The writer of this visited her in her sickness and she would call me to sing and pray for her. I tried to come unto her relief as much as God would permit me to. She seemed to bear her sickness in patience. She would shout and praise God and counsel her children to do right and beg her neighbors to be good to her children when she was dead and gone. She said she did not fear death for all would be well with her in the bright world but said she hated to go and leave her children. So dear children, if you want to go and live with mother in that heavenly country after this life begins earnestly, praying to God that he might help you to live a Christian life while in this world and when you begin to close your eyes in death you can see mother in view in that heavenly country where parting will be no more and where all will be peace and happiness with all of the children of God. Written by Jesse Hampton

Johnson, Martha-By the request of a bereaved husband, I will try to write a short sketch of the life of my dear aunt, to-wit: Martha Johnson. She was born May 9, 1852 and deceased February 14, 1931. She was the daughter of Jesse and Nellia Caudill. She was married to William Johnson April 26, 1866. Unto them were born fourteen children, nine boys and five girls. Pour boys and two girls are still living to mourn the loss of a dear loving mother. She professed a hope in Christ. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in May, 1872 and lived a faithful member until her death. We believe by her walks and the life she lived, that our loss is her eternal gain. Now children, there are some of you that have professed a hope in Christ and there are some of you that have not made any profession. To those, I will say life is too short, eternity too long, for God's sake and for the sake of your poor souls, look unto him who is able to save you, that you may be able to meet your good mother in that glory land where there is no sickness, pains or death. Oh! Children, I am sure it is heart broken to you when you return to the old home and no mother there to comfort you. A word to the lonesome and heart-broken husband: cheer up, cheer up. I believe that your good companion is happy and singing praise to God. Just think of the very few days that you have to stay away from your dear companion. If you could only hear that sweet singing of the angels you would say sleep on Martha, sleep on. By the help of God I will meet you in that happy land.
Written by her niece, Magdalene Mullins

McCown, Rebecca Anne-It now becomes my sad duty to try in. my weakness to write an obituary of a beloved sister, to-wit: Rebecca Anne McCown. She was born in March, 1859, deceased June, 1931. Age 72 years. She was married to Brother Hugh McCown many years ago and unto this union were born five children. Sister McCown joined the Robinson Creek Church of Old Regular Baptist and was baptized by Elder F. A. Hopkins. The good old sister sure did bear the fruits of a Christian woman. She lived a quiet and peaceable life. She was sick but a short time and bore her sickness with patience. While we miss her in the church she is also missed by her children. But will say to her children, I know you are sad and lonely, but I feel your loss is her great gain. Listen children, your mother is gone, but not forgotten. Will say to Draxie and Bill and Martha, if you ever expect to see your mother again, you must be born again. Children, the same spirit that led your good mother through a travail of repentance, will lead you all, if you all will welcome that good spirit in. I hear the good Lord saying in revelations: "Behold I stand at the door and knock and if any man will hear my voice and open the door, I will come and sup with him and he with me." Dear children, have you forgotten the godly conversation of your mother? Take warning while your mother is lying in the sad and lonely graveyard at the mouth of Little Creek, moldering back to the mother dust. For God said: "For dust thou art and dust again shall be." We believe the soul of your mother is now at rest in the paradise of God; but the time will come when the body of your mother will reunite with her soul, when the trumpet of God shall sound. Jesus says, "Marvel not at this for all that are in the grave shall hear his voice and shall come forth, they that have done good unto the resurrection of life and they that have done evil, unto the resurrection of damnation. Children weep not for your mother that's gone, but weep for yourselves and your children. For if we believe that Jesus rose again, them which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him. So children in conclusion, let me warn you to close in with the free and offered mercies of God, before it is too late, is the prayer of your unworthy. B. H. Damron

Maynard, Bob-Brother Bob Maynard was born January 24, 1907. He was the son of Wayne and Dolly Maynard. He was baptized into the fellowship of the Old Regular Baptist Church October 20, 1931 and deceased October 22, 1931. He leaves a father and mother, five brothers and five sisters and one child, Dorothy to mourn his loss. Brother Bob came to my place several times just before his death and we talked about heaven and heavenly things. We talked about the church and who it was that was preaching for this world's gain, and who it was that was constrained by the power of God to preach the gospel of the son of God. He said that he had decided to make his home with the Baptist people. He told me how the Lord had showed him that he had led him by the still card of his love. He was laid to rest in a little lonesome cemetery near Zebulon, Ky. So sleep on, Brother Bob, sleep on, until that great day, when the Lord shall descend from heaven. The trumpet shall sound a retreat of words, then arise with a spiritual body, not afflicted with T. B. but alive by the spirit of God to live forever more. Your unworthy brother in hope, Hayes Maynard

Moore, Dick-Whereas the great God of heaven has blessed me with this privilege, and being requested by the children that I would write an obituary of their dear father, to-wit: Brother Dick Moore. So I will try to write a short sketch of the Christian life of our beloved brother. Brother Dick was a member of the Caney Fork of Old Regular Baptist, having belonged to same about 11 years. He was a strong believer in the doctrine of "Free salvation by grace", he was very faithful to attend church. He loved to sing the sweet songs of Zion, but O, the sad day rolled around that death come into his home and seized upon our dear brother and he passed away to the great beyond, leaving about 11 children to mourn his loss and brothers and sisters and many friends. Brother Dick was taken down sick with dropsy and laid sick for some considerable time before he died. I visited his home some few times during his sickness. His whole mind seemed to be placed upon heaven and heavenly things. He would call for the ministers to come and sing and pray and preach for him and the brethren were very faithful in filling his request. Oh how we miss him in our church house when we meet to worship and sing praises to God. I can almost see him in imagination singing to the top of his voice with tears running down his cheeks. So I will say to Brother Dick's children, your good father is gone from you, never to be back anymore, but I believe his suffering is all over and that his soul is at rest with God and loved ones gone on before, perhaps with your dear mother that has been gone so long. Now what have you decided to do? If you intend to try to meet your father and mother in heaven, it is high time you were making peace with your God. So I will say to Sister Ollie, hold out faithful, I believe you will see your father again. Brother Dick was about 56 years old at his death which overtook him January 7, 1931. His remains were carried to the old family graveyard on the head of Turkey Creek and there they laid his lifeless body to remain until God shall call for it at the resurrection day. Brother Dick's funeral was set for the first Saturday and Sunday in August, 1931 and was attended by the following ministers: Brother Hauley Warrens to open and Brother Ira Mullins, myself and Brother Tom Mosley and Brother L. D. Mosley. We had a good warm meeting. So I will close this little piece, for fear I make it too long. So may the Lord bless all of his children and may they try to prepare to meet their father in heaven. Written by J. C. Mosley

Moore, Jay-It is with, sad feelings that I try to write a short sketch of our beloved sister, Jay Moore, the daughter of Richard Martin and Winey Martin. She was married to J. W. Moore March 5, 1901. She deceased May 16, 1932. Age about 60 years. She joined the Regular Baptist about 12 years ago and lived a faithful Christian life until death. She was taken sick with the fever and only lived about 20 days from the time she took sick. To this union were born 3 children and they had one adopted child. She also leaves a dear husband and four sisters and one brother to mourn her loss. She is not just missing in her home by her husband and children but she is also missed in the church and by a host of friends. We feel that she is not dead but sleepeth, awaiting the great day of the Lord when he calls for the sleeping dead, then we believe that Sister Joy will get up and come forth to meet her Lord. The writer was at her home before she died and after she died, and I want to say her sons-in-law that I hope God will reward them and their wives and J. W., her husband for the pains that they took with Sister Jay. Remember the good counsel that she gave you all, she sure did love you all and I hope those good words will live in your hearts. Her funeral will be preached the first Saturday and Sunday in September, 1933 at the Pratt graveyard on Jones Fork by Elders L. D. Mosley, M. C. Wright, E. H. Howard and A. L. Allen, and her favorite song was: "Will the circle be unbroken." I have seen her rejoice under singing and preaching the gospel. Virgie asked her if she wanted anything just before she died, she told her no, she had all she wanted and said, "she was dying easy." So I trust that all the family can meet Sister Joy where they will not have to part any more.
Written by a brother in the Lord, I trust, Elder E. H. Howard

Mosley, Juanita-It is with a sad heart that I attempt to write an obituary of Juanita Mosley. She was the daughter of J. J. and L. J. Mosley. She was born August 29, 1916 and died September 2, 1931. Age 15 years and 3 days. She was a good little girl and was loved by all who knew her. She took great delight in going to school and was at school when she was taken sick and was rushed to the hospital and operated upon and died while under the influence of the ether. Her mother prayed to God to show her where her little daughter's soul was and she came back and talked with her in a vision and told her not to grieve over her, for she was in a happy place. The writer also had a sweet vision about her and saw her in that heavenly land and I have no doubt but what her soul is at rest. She sleeps in the lonely graveyard, Just across from her humble home, But back to her papa and mama, She can not never come. Written by her father, J. J. Mosley

Prater, Dan-I will now try to write an obituary of a dear father who was born and raised on Brush Creek. He was born May 28, 1848 and lived to a ripe old age. He was the son of Joe Prater and was married to Rebecca Patton in the year of 1869 and unto this union was born eight children. Four preceded him in death and also his loving wife died about 40 years ago. He lived a long lonesome life and never married any more. He was about 83 years old at his death. He joined the Regular Baptist Church many years ago and lived a faithful member until death. He bore his sickness patiently and prayed so often for the Lord to come and take him out of his suffering. . He died March 5, 1931. His seat is vacant in the old home place but we feel that he has filled a seat in that heavenly land, from which no traveler ever returns. He seemed to be asleep one night and awaken and cast his eyes toward heaven and the waiter asked him what he saw. He said he saw faces that he knew and said they all looked natural to him and said it wouldn't be long until he would be with them. I have a father I long to see, He's gone to heaven to wait for me, Oh heaven sweet heaven, I long for thee, Oh when shall I ever get there.
Written by his broken hearted daughter, Jennie Campbell

Patrick, Mauda-By request of Brother Dave Chaffin, I write a short sketch of the life of Mauda Patrick, daughter of Dave Chaffins. She was born February 23, 1900 and deceased November 21, 1931. She was married to Jim Patrick and unto this union were born three children. Little Mauda was always a quite peaceable little woman yet that did not give her eternal life. She was sick for some time before she died but after all she wasn't baptized but left a bright hope and was of the Baptist faith. She left father, mother, brothers and sister, husband and three children to mourn her loss. May God help us to pray for those little motherless children. While Mauda wasn't privileged to be baptized, I still believe her soul is at rest with the redeemed of the Lord while her body is waiting for its redemption. Written by Elder M. M. Chaffins

Prater, Rebecca-It is with a sad and broken heart that I try to write a sketch of the life of Rebecca Prater. She was married to John Henry Prater. Sister Prater was born about 1864 and joined the Regular Baptist Church in her early days and was a faithful member until death. She was loved by all who knew her; she was sick a long time and bore it with patience and prayed for the Lord to take her out of her suffering. I stayed with her lots in her sickness and talked with her, she talked so good, she always wanted her talk to be of heaven and heavenly things. Her neighborhood and the old home church misses her, but we feel that our loss is her eternal gain. Farewell vain world I'm going home, My Saviour smiles and bids me come; Sweet angels beckon me away, To sing God's praise in endless day.
Written by her unworthy brother in the Lord, Newman Prater

Ratliff, Pollie-It now becomes my sad duty to write a short sketch of the life of my dear mother to-wit: Pollie Ratliff, who died at the age of 80 years. She was married to Jones Ratliff about the year 1870 and to this union were born four children which two of them are still living and the other two departed this life several years ago. Mother joined the Regular Baptist Church about 40 years ago and lived a faithful member until death. She had a stroke of paralysis and died suddenly. Father left mother about 57 years ago and never was heard of, since she was left with four children to work for and she had a very hard time to clothe and feed us. After I became a man, I got married and mother staid with me for about 25 years. We miss her company very much for she was like a mother to my children. Written by her son, Robert Ratliff

Reynolds, Martha Jane-By the request of her son, Dock Reynolds, I will try in my weakness to write a sketch of the life of a good and precious sister. I hope the loving spirit of God will guide me while I attempt to write about a good old time pilgrim. Sister Mary Jane was born March 5, 1859 and departed this life June 18, 1931, with what disease we know not except the good Lord's will to call for her. She was the daughter of Thomas and Peggy Hamilton. Sister Mary Jane was united in matrimony to Ham Reynolds about the year of 1879. Unto this union were born ten children, three died in infancy and four died with the dreadful influenza in 1918, leaving two boys, a girl, a husband and a number of friends to mourn the loss of a good and pious mother. She joined the Old Regular Baptist Church in the year of 1885 and was baptized by Elder W. M. Cook. She lived a true, faithful, Christian life 47 years in the Baptist Church. Her son, Noah professed a hope in Christ and labored for some time in the ministry of our lord until death. Also her only daughter professed a hope and joined the Old Regular Baptist Church. Sister Mary Jane was blessed to live with her husband 53 years and the glorious conciliation left to her three children and husband and friends is, that she shouted victory for 47 years, in hopes of eternal life and a better home waiting for her. Just three days before the death angel came after her she praised God in the Old Samaria Church. I, the writer have known her for many years and her conversation all the time was of a godly sort. So dear readers who are following the Golden Rule. We miss Sister Mary Jane in our church, because she was a regular member and would say "I've got faith in my God that he will bless me to go to my meetings," and every meeting we could see Sister Mary Jane there following the Golden Rule laid down for the family of God. She was one of our oldest members and always helped to sing the songs of Zion in the mountains of Kentucky. She was a great upbuild to our church for she never had any trouble in the church and always seemed to desire peace in the church as well as her neighborhood. I, the writer have heard sinner men and women say, "We believe Mary Jane is a good woman," because she was a bright light to our present generation and I feel that she proved it for all the styles and fashions did not change Sister Mary Jane from the good old way. I believe that in the resurrection she will be one in that company marked with that blood stained banner, redeemed by the lord to sing his praises forever. May the good lord send those lonely prayers of hers down deep in the hearts of her two boys and grandchildren, that they may pitch their tents towards Canon's land where they can meet mother again. The fear of the lord is the beginning of wisdom and to depart from evil is understanding. So we see that men and women must depart from evil before they can get understanding. According to God's record, I will say to her two sons, "when the spirit says to pray that is the time," for he hath hunger and thirst after righteousness shall be filled. You must accept our lord and Savior Jesus in your hearts if you ever expect to see mother again. God comes to all men and women who are accountable and shows them what they are by nature and what they must be by grace if they ever expect to be housed eternally in the kingdom of God. May the good lord add members like Sister Mary Jane to our church, for nothing is better than to see men and women who belong to the family of God live the life which they professed like Sister Mary Jane. The writer feels happy as he writes a good old time pilgrim who departed this life and died in the faith of our lord while her works are still following her. I could say many good things about this good mother, but I must close because this obituary is lengthy. May the lord add his blessing to Uncle Ham and the children. Her favorite song was "Amazing and grace how sweet it sounds that saved a wretch like me." Written by her brother in the hope of eternal life, Rev. John B. Hamilton

Shepherd, Johnie H.-By the request of a dear sister. I will try to write a sketch of Johnie Shepherd. He was born July 10, 1878 and died October 7, 1931. Age 53 years. He was married to Juda Vanderpool in the year of 1900. To this union were born 11 children. One girl departed this life in infancy. He took sick October 3, 1931 and was taken to the Martin hospital and was operated on and just lived three days after the operation. He left good hope of going to rest. His funeral will be preached the third Saturday and Sunday in August, 1933.Written by his brother, George Shepherd

Shepherd, Ruben-I will write a short sketch of Ruben Shepherd, who was born March 22, 1897. Died October 17, 1931. Age 35 years. He was married in. 1926 to Anna Howard. To this union were born two boys. He took sick February 17, 1931. He told his mother that he was trying for a better world than this and said "Mother, I can't live." He said "I dreamed of being at mother's home and her sitting a large table and that mother said for them to let Johnie go on for he had a long journey to go and he asked his brother, George to go with him." He thought his mother gave his hands full and he went on rejoicing with it in his hands. So I believe that dear brother is resting in sleep waiting for the resurrection to come when he can enter into that glory land where there will be no afflictions. I believe he entered into the sweet heaven of rest. His funeral will be preached the third Saturday and Sunday in September, 1933 on Grassy Fork of Licking.
Written by his brother, George Shepherd

Slone, Will-By the request of a kind mother, I will write a short sketch of precious father, to-wit: Will Slone. He was born February 11, 1856 and died August 28, 1931. Age 75 years. He was married to Nancy Anne Owens in the year of 1880 and unto this union were born 11 children. Two girls and one boy preceded him in death. He professed a hope in Christ July 26, 1931 and was baptized the following day. I hauled father to the water to be baptized; he was then taken in charge by Elder Robert Combs and Elder Dan Gibson who baptized him sitting in a chair. As all who knew him, knew he was crippled; he was burned when a small child. Mother, sisters and brothers, is father crippled now, O, no, we believe in the last day, the day of the resurrection when the graves give up the dead, that father shall come forth and in his flesh see God. I am made to believe that his soul is resting under the altar of God. He bore his sickness with patience. The day before he died, he called me and mother to his bed and gave us his hand and said farewell, I am going home. Dear friends, this world was sad to the writer, but It is sweet to think that father has gone home to die no more. Before I close dear friends, I want to thank each and every one of you who visited my home during father's sickness. Especially the good preachers who came and preached and prayed with him in his dying days. Dear brothers and sisters as we have not yet professed a hope in Christ. All I can say, father is gone, never to return any more to us in our home, but by the grace of God we can go to him. His favorite song was, "Must Jesus bear the cross alone." Written by his son, Calaway Slone

Tackett, Brother Will-By request of some bereaved children, I will try in my lonesome feelings to write a sketch of the life of a dear and precious good brother, to-wit: Will Tackett. He was born November 30, 1862. Died January 26, 1932. Age 69 years, 1 month and 26 days. He was married to Mahala Tackett, March 27, 1882. To this union were born six children, three boys and three girls. One girl of this union preceded him in death. Mahala died October 4, 1893. Brother Will was then married to Martha Burk, June 5, 1894; unto this union were born two children. One died in infancy. Martha, his second wife, died February 18, 1897.Brother Will then married Willie Anne Worix September 7, 1897. To this union were born ten children, four boys and six girls. Three boys and three girls preceded Brother Will in death (of this union). Willie Anne (his last wife) died June 10, 1918.Brother Will, was the father of eighteen children. He had sixty-nine grand children and nineteen great-grand children. He joined the Joppa Church of Old Regular Baptist, the first Saturday in August, 1892. He was ordained a deacon of this church the first Saturday in December, 1892, which office he served faithfully until death. He was also elected clerk of this church the first Saturday in March, 1898, which office he also faithfully discharged and held successfully until death; but in his last days after he got unable to properly take care of this work, he was assisted by Brother Brack Hall. Brother's Will's funeral is to be preached the first Saturday and Sunday in July, 1933 by Elders Hayes Maynard, F. A. Hopkins, E. V. Hopkins and Jerry Hall. All other preachers, friends and neighbors are cordially invited, as it seemed everybody were his friend. So dear children I know you miss dear papa around your homes, as he has been with you all so long. You may know I miss him too. For we have gone so many, many times to our good church meetings and associations together. We met in the New Salem Association thirty-two times in succession. You can see in the minute of last year where Brother Will made the move to adjourn the work of the Association until 9 o'clock Saturday morning. It sure does seem hard for me to go to the Association this year and can't meet with dear Brother Will. So I must commend friend Tom Carlton and Arizona, Jack and Willard and all the rest of the children, together with the friends and neighbors around Melvin for the good care taken of my dear good brother. I never saw any body given better care than he was during his sickness. Children, let me beg you to be good to one another. You know that would be papa's desire if he was here with you. Your mamas, the three companions of Brother Will, all died members of the Old Baptist Church. So may God bless and help you all to do his will, that you can meet Papa and Mama in God's Kingdom, where there will be no paralysis or any other sickness to separate you. Is the sincere prayer of the unworthy feeling writer. Hiram Tackett, Wales, Ky.

Tackett, W. W.-It now becomes my sad duty to try in my weakness to write an obituary of our dear brother, to-wit: H. W. Tackett. He was born March 4, 1852. Died March 24, 1924. Age 72 years. He was married to Elizabeth Jones and unto them were born eleven children. One son died at about the age of 30 and five little ones died in infancy. Brother Tackett and wife joined the Old Regular Baptist Church about 24 years ago and were baptized by our beloved old moderator, Elder N. T. Hopkins (deceased). Brother Tackett lived a peaceable and gentle life and his conversation was upon heavenly things. He was humble and easy to be entreated. His membership was at the Robinson Creek Church. The church will and has missed his counsel and also Sister Tackett and his children miss him. The lonely widow looks lonely and sad, but will say just press on a few more days and your warfare will be over, then you can meet your husband and five little ones, where you can be with them to dwell evermore. For that sweet day is coming when the body of Brother Tackett will come forth from the tomb. Will say to the children, if you ever expect to meet father again, you must be born again. Turn to the Lord, forsake all sin, before it is too late. You have seen your father the last time, unless you repent of your sins. Remember father's advice. His body is sleeping in the Potter graveyard at the mouth of Little Creek, but his soul is resting under the altar of God, awaiting the general resurrection of the dead. So if you want to be with father in that sweet number, seek the lord while he may be found, call upon him while he is near. Be good to your mother, you sure will miss her when she is gone.
Prepare to meet thy God, is the prayer of the unworthy feeling writer. B. H. Damron

Wicker, Minnie-It is with much sadness and unworthy feelings that I write a short sketch of the life of Sister, Mime Wicker, daughter of Brother Harve Chaffins and his wife. She was born September 28, 1890 and deceased June 17, 1931.Before she was married to Lace Wicker she professed a hope in Christ Jesus and united with the Old Regular Baptist Church in about 1909. She was baptized by Brother Clabe Mosley. Then afterwards she was married to Lace Wicker and unto this union were born eight children, six living and two are gone with mother to the glory land. She lived a faithful member until death. I have seen her shout the praises of God in the old Stone Cole Church but her voice is still today, even in her youthful days, she would climb and walk the seats and tell her playmates the danger of living and dying in sin. She lived and bore the fruits of a Christian and while she is gone from father, husband and children and many relatives and friends. Her work is still following her and the writer has no doubt but when Jesus comes that Sister Minnie will be in the first number to come from the grave to meet the Lord in the air and so shall we ever be with him. I believe the dead in Christ shall come first and all that have a part in the first resurrection. The second death will have no power over them.
Written by Elder W. M. Chaffins

Williams, Dorothy-It is with a sad heart that I attempt to write a short obituary of my dear daughter, to-wit: Dorothy Williams. She was born June 25, 1920 and died July 10, 1932. She was the daughter of Morgue and Minta Williams. She has one little sister gone and three brothers living. Dorothy was 12 years and 15 days old when she died. She was sick for one year before she died. She died with leakage of the heart. The last three days of her life she said that she could hear preaching and singing. I said to her, Dorothy, it is Columbus that you hear hollering, oh, mama, I hear Columbus, it isn't him. I can hear preaching and singing all the time. Mamma, I want you and Papa to quit your ways of getting along and do better. I can't rest nor see any peace here. I am tired of hearing cursing and black-guarding. I want to die and go where I can rest and see peace. Mamma, I would love to hear Male Wright and Little Pack preach. I do love to hear pretty preaching and singing, mama, will you have them to come and preach. Dorothy, Male Wright lives too far off, we can't get him. We will get Little Pack to come a Sunday and preach. When Sunday came little Dorothy was dying. The last sweet words that she said, "Oh! mamma, Oh! Mamma, Oh! God, Oh! God." We want her funeral preached the second Saturday and Sunday in July, 1933 at Gibson, Ky. The preachers that we want are Thomas Mosley, Aaron Pack, Male Wright, Earl Howard and Bennet Adams.

Workman, Elizabeth-She was the daughter of Samuel and Sarah Nelson and was born in Wyoming County, West Virginia, in 1866 and was married to Oliver Workman August 13,1882 and to this union were born eleven children, of which three girls and two boys have preceded her to that goodly land. She united herself to the Old Regular Baptist Church about 46 years ago and has always been a faithful soldier. She came to the state of Washington about 35 years ago with her husband and family and had been a dear' old mother in Israel until her death. Some while before her death she had a pretty severe operation and about the time of the operation, the good Lord showed her a vision, that all of God's children and even the weak members that came and joined the church that she didn't have much confidence in, were all united together as one and that their prayers were all ascending up together. And just before she passed away, it seemed like that the Lord just lifted up the curtains between her and heaven and she' could sing and shout and praise God even on her death bed. She counseled her dear old companion and children and even her neighbors and neighbors' children, telling them to meet her in heaven. Sister Elizabeth always visited the sick and was ready to administer to the needy. She was a light to the world and always ready to counsel her children and to give good advice to others. She was a mother to the entire community. • She could declare and testify on her dying bed that she had been traveling in the good old way that Jesus had marked out with his precious blood and that the good Lord had showed her the good old way more clearly. She departed this life August 15, 1931. Being 65 years, 3 months and 21 days old. Her body is sleeping in the old graveyard at Riffe, Washington where she used to visit so much, and her spirit gone to God, resting in paradise until the resurrection and her body will come forth a spiritual body like Jesus and she will see him as he is and be like him. So children and friends, can you remember the prayers and counsel that dear old mother gave you on her dying bed? Oh, dear children, will you remember the promises you made to mother, when she called you to her bedside and plead with you all to be good and meet her in heaven?
Written by your unworthy feeling servant, Elder G. P. Blakely