NORTHERN NEW SALEM OBITUARIES 1960
THIRD ANNUAL SESSION

Griffith, Rosie    It is with much sadness and an aching heart that I attempt to write an obituary of a loving wife and other.  To write as I should I must first call upon the Lord for strength, and Dad and the children for help.  Rosie Griffith died in The Beaver Valley Hospital about 4:00 o’clock on February 5, 1960, making her stay on earth 51 years.  She was married to Elbert Griffith August 18, 1927, and to this union were born 14 children, six girls and 8 boys.  Two boys and one set of twins preceded her in death.  A husband and ten children, and nine grandchildren and a host of friends are left to mourn her loss, but heaven’s gain. Mother joined the Old Regular Baptist church twelve years ago, at Stone Coal, Ky and lived a faithful Christian life until her death.  I have heard mother praying many times for her children.  I also have heard her shouting the praises of the Lord many times, too.  Mother had a large family to care for, but this did not hinder her form filling her seat as often as it was possible.  Mother loved to sing the songs of Zion, and her voice was so sweet and mild.  Songs that she loved here, “My Husband, Dean and Little Babies.”  Her husband, three girls and one boy have professed a hop in Christ.  Five children are at home: James Irwin, age 19, Madge, age 16; Lee, Jr. age 14; Woodroe, age 12; and Mary Jane, the baby age 9.  Five children are married: Melvin and Arlene Slone, Goodloe, Ky; Carrie and Wilson Mullins, Noble, KY.; Sallie and Julian McKee, Whitney, Ky.; Marcella and Bill Clenors, Sandusky, Ohio; Magdalene and Johnnie Moore, Leslie, Mich.  Mother was the daughter of William and Sevelle Nolan, Pyramid, KY.  Her father died a few years ago, leaving seven girls and one boy to mourn:  Julia Hale, Woodloe, Ky.; Bessie Howard, Willard, Ohio; Verlie Wireman, Pyramid, Ky.;  Dellie Moore, Pyramid, Ky.; Mandie Stevens, Hueysville, Ky., Candy Castle, Stockbridge, Mich. And Bettie Nolan, Pyramid, Ky.  It was on a Thursday that Johnnie came home from work and told me that Mother was in the hospital. I shall never forget that day. I didn’t even take time to change clothes, just wore what I had on.  I hurried right-on to the Prestonsburg Hospital and waited about an hour before Elder Marion Chaffins came in where we were.  I asked him the number of the room that Mother was in.  He looked at me with tears in his eyes and said, “Your mother is dead, and they have already taken her to the funeral home.”  When he told me this, I thought that my hearty would burst.  I had wanted to see mother so much.  It was too late.  Mother had moved on to Glory.  They soon moved her body to her sister’s home Julia Hale.  I thank God for his great mercy and love.  He was with me in that hour of sorrow and helped me bear all the pains that seemed to bind me down.  The last time that I ever saw Mother alive as in 1959.  all the children but one as at home. she said. “If Sallie was here all the children living would be home once more.”  She seemed so joyful and happy that day.  Before I left to return home, she asked me to make a promise.  She said, “Magdalene, if anything happens to me that I should die, I want you to take Dad and the children to your home and keep them.”  I am thankful that I have kept that promise.  I feel that Mother’s work on earth, the life she lived, and the friends that she made, are still a monument to her.   She ahs fulfilled her duties here and gone to heaven to eve be with the Lord.  Mother was loved by everyone that knew her, and always wore a smile on her face.  If perchance a person did Mother a wrong deed, she would return unto them a good deed.  I have had some wonderful dreams of Mother.  I dreamed one night that Dad, the children, and a host of other people had gathered at Mother’s grave.  I though that the grave burst open and Mother came forth arrayed in a long, white robe, and stood on her grave.  On her head was a beautiful crown with a large star that shone so beautifully. She looked at all of us and said, “Don’t weep for me, but rather weep for the poor sinners of this world.”  She also said, “My labor and heartaches are ended, “and immediately she was caught up in a cloud of glory and disappeared in the heavens.  I want to thank her sister Julia, her chidlren, friends, and relatives for all that they did to make Mother comfortable.   I also want to thank Ashland Shepherd for the kindness and love he showed toward Mother.  All the talking and praying that we could do would not bring Mother back again.  Yet I know that she will be missed by all her friends and kinsmen, especially by Dad and her children.  But this we know, as the Prophet David said of his son, “She can’t come to us, but by the grace of God we can go to her.”  Mother was sick for three weeks, and in all of her griefs and pains she was patient, gentle, and kind to everyone around her, to the very end of her life.  I believe that she had her ticket ready when the captain of her salvation called her name.  And with patience she boarded that Heaven-bound train and sped on into Glory, there to rest for ever more.  In closing, I want to admonish her many friends, relatives, and her children that if you ever expect to see Mother again, you must fall out with sin.  Repent and be born again.  For there is no hope or chance for repentance beyond the grace.  I could go on and on, writing about the life of Mother but space will not permit.  May the mercies of God be extended to all who know themselves to be on the outside of His fold. 

Written by a broken hearted daughter    Magdalene Moore

Hall, Fannie    I will try to write an obituary of my dear mother-in-law and sister in the Lord, Sister Fannie Hall.  She was the daughter of bob and Allie Hamilton, born September 27, 1890, and deceased October 23, 1959, at the age of 69 years.  She was married to Lee Hall December 27, 1907, and to this union were born ten children; one deceased them in death.  Her dear husband, nine children, thirty-four grandchildren, twenty great-grandchildren, nine brothers and a host of friends are left to mourn for their great loss.  But I feel our loss is heaven’s gain.  So let us not mourn for mother but for ourselves.  Sister Hall joined the regular Baptist Church the fourth Saturday in July 1936, taking her membership at mother’s home church.  She was a very faithful member all through her many years of illness. She was a very strong believer in God and was loyal and kind to everyone.  I can see the sweet smile on her face as she said, “My brother Russ will come to get me this Friday,” and I feel god did as she asked.  Now dear children, Mother has gone to rest-no more heartache and pain to bear, for there is no tuberculosis or cancer there.  So let us all remember the counsel that she gave us about that heavenly home.  Let us all fall out of sin and serve the true and living God who holds our souls in His hands, that we all might meet around that great White Throne where the congregation never parts and the Sabbath never ends. 

Written by her son-in-law and brother in the Lord. Walk Sturgell

Hall, Many Bell    Sister many Bell Hall was born July 4, 1901, and deceased this life December 28, 1959.  Sister Many was married to Tom Hall and unto this union were born two children, Reevis Hall of McArthur, Ohio and Virginia Prater of Dundas, Ohio. Sister Minnie joined the Old Regular Baptist Church and was baptized May 22, 1949, and lived a faithful member until her death.  She is survived by one whole brother, Joe Hamilton, Banner, KY; two half brothers, Dee and Willie Adkins of Galveston, Ky.; one whole sister, Sylvania Hamilton, Banner, Ky., and two half sisters, Nan Mullins, Jonancy, Ky. And Dollie Collins, Banner, KY.   I want to say to the members of the Maggie Home church that I think we have lost two good sistees this year You shold all be thankful that you are living in peace with each other and with God.  May we always continue to live in a condition so that when the Lord calls on us to our eternal Home, we can all look on the pale face of the one whom he calls and have a clear conscience toward each other and our blessed Redeemer.  Although there were no natural relatives or persons by when Sister Minnie departed this life, I believe however that the whole room was filled with a host of angels that bore her soul away to a much better Home than this.  She always seemed to enjoy working and preparing for the welfare of her brothers and sisters and didn’t

T mind waiting on them.  Let me say also to her children, loved ones and friends. That if they haven’t’ made peace with God, her death should be an example to you.  We have no promise of another day’s life, nor even an hour or a minute.  Let me beg you to make your peace call and election sure wit God.  Your soul is in danger, for it is the most precious possession that you have.  And if it lost you are the one that will do the suffering.  Therefore, while you have life, now is the time to prepare to live when this life is over. 

Written by   Elder Parris Tackitt

Prater, Pearlie Hale    It is in much sadness that I try to write an obituary of a beloved sister in Christ.  Sister Prater wad born December 27, 1915 and died September 9, 1959.  She was married to Melvin Prater February 2, 1933 and unto this union were born five children who are still living at this time.  Troy Prater, Columbus, Ohio; Billy Joe Prater and Carlos Prater, Dondas, Ohio; Harlas, Jr., and Glenn Ray, still at home.  Sister Pearlie joined the Old Regular Baptist Church and was baptized May 22, 1949, and lived a bright and a shining life before the world until her death.  Her death came as a shock to us all.  She was not ashamed to make it manifest that she loved the Lord so much that I seem to be able to hear her shouting the praise of our Beloved Savior.  She lived a humble and obedient life.  Many times she was seen to enter the church house with her spiritual cup running over with joy.  Surely her children can never forget her sweet voice and council.  She told me the last time that I visited her in the hospital that she did not mind to die.  She left me a witness that she felt she was going to a home that death could not enter in. Her husband has lost a wonderful and faithful companion.  I truly believe that they were married in the Lord.  Although Melvin loved her dearly and provided the best that he could for her, and no doubt he hated to part form her.   But there was one that did far more than he cold ever do, which is Christ Jesus our Lord.  He gave to her eternal life and a rest forever and ever in a home that shall never fade away.  Her children have lost an understanding mother, her husband a faithful companion, and the Maggie Home a devoted and pious member.

Sarah Hale and Willie