Obituary Notices

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Mar 26, 1867

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 29, No. 16.

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Obituary Notices.

Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth. Rev. xiv, 13.
DIED, in Owasso, of consumption, March 7, 1867, sister Catharine, wife of Alfred F. Wilkinson, aged 25 years. She embraced the truths of the third angel's message six years ago under the teachings of Bro. Bates, and her faith remained firm till her death. She left a good evidence for her friends that she will receive immortality when the Life-giver comes. Sermon, at the request of the deceased, by Bro. B. F. Robbins of this place, from 1 Thess. iv, 13–18. M. BENEDICT. Owasso, Mich.
DIED, in Vassar, Sabbath morn, Feb. 9, of convulsions, sister Mary J., wife of Wm. Howard, aged nineteen years, eleven months, and seven days. On Sunday we followed her to the grave, sorrowing, though not without hope. While the brethren were in Vassar with the tent, she chose Mary's good part, and when our church was organized, gave us her hand to go through with us to the kingdom. We believe she rests in hope of life when the Life-giver comes. E. G. DOUD.
DIED, of consumption, at her father's residence, in Marion Co., Ind., Jan. 14, 1867, sister Martha Hornaday of Knoxville, Iowa, aged 48 years. She embraced the present truth in 1861, under the labors of Bro. Waggoner. She rests in hope. P. M. LAMSON.
DIED, in Fair Plains, Montcalm Co., Mich., March 6, 1867, Bro. John L. Wilson, aged 40 years 6 days. Bro. W. leaves a companion who loves the truth, with four children. It was his desire to live, that he might bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. Still he was willing to go. And as friends gathered around his dying bed, he exhorted them to be steadfast, as it would be but a few days before they would all be called home. Said he, “I expect to sleep a few days, and then come forth to my reward.” Remarks by the writer, from Rev. xiii, 13. Our weeping days will soon be o'er, Our nights of sorrow past, We all shall reach the heavenly shore, Beyond death's power at last. P. STRONG.