Obituary Notices

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The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Dec 22, 1868

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 32, No. 26.

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Obituary Notices.

Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth.
DIED in Berlin, Conn., Nov. 25, 1868, of consumption, Sarah B., wife of S. T. Belden, aged 45 years.
The deceased was daughter of Robert Harmon, born in Portland, Me., where she also spent the early part of her life. She sought and found the Saviour at an early age in life, and was among those who embraced the Advent doctrine when it was first presented by Miller, Litch, and others, in that city. She loved the doctrine of the near coming of the Saviour, and was sorely disappointed with others in 1844. Her faith has ever been unshaken in that movement's being the work of God in the fulfillment of his word. She embraced the Sabbath, with others of her father's family, as the light first dawned on the subject in connection with that of the sanctuary and kindred doctrines of the third angel's message, and cherished the love of them with the Christian hope to the last.
Her last days, although of severe suffering, were marked with self-examination and resignation to the will of God. Her mind was perfectly clear to the last. She had the satisfaction of calling each one of her children to her bedside fourteen hours before her death, and urging them to give their hearts to the Saviour while young, &c. The hour of parting was an affecting one. May the promises there made never be forgotten. After giving some general directions and a charge to each, she seemed anxious to leave this scene of suffering.
She leaves a husband and five children to mourn the loss of a dear companion, a faithful, affectionate wife and mother; but we try to remember the words of the apostle not to mourn as those who have no hope.
The following lines are from her next older sister:
“Softly, ye gentle ones, Tread round the tomb; Death has no victory, The grave no gloom; Jesus has purchased The spirit's release, And moored the frail bark In the haven of peace.”
S. T. BELDEN.