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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jun 25, 1872

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 40, No. 2.

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Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth.
DIED, in Coopersville, Ottawa Co., Mich., May 21, 1872, of cerebro-spinal meningitis, Dr. J. F. Byington, in the 40th year of his age. Bro. Byington, having been for some years connected with this Office, and having had subsequently an extensive practice as dentist and physician, had acquired a large circle of warm friends, who esteemed him for his many excellent qualities of mind and character, and who will learn with deep regret of his sudden death, in the prime and strength of life.
He embraced religion some twenty years ago, a few months before his parents commenced the observance of the Bible Sabbath; and though he had been sprinkled in infancy, said that he never passed a stream of water without feeling that he ought to go down into the water to be baptized after the example of his Lord; and when a favorable opportunity presented itself, from his own convictions he went forward in the ordinance. He took his stand with his parents when they adopted the Sabbath reform, as pointed out in prophecy, and from that time forward maintained an unwavering position on that and kindred truths. By not sparing himself, that he might attend to the wants of his patients, he brought his system into such a condition that it easily took on disease and had no power to resist it. Rapidly it progressed, so that he retained his consciousness only three or four days. Meanwhile, feeling that he could not recover, he carefully and calmly looked over and arranged all his affairs in view of his approaching decease, the fear of death which he had frequently felt while in health, now seeming to be entirely removed.
His father being telegraphed for, arrived some hours before his death; but he then manifested no sign of consciousness. While a few brethren were bowed in prayer, and the submissive petition was offered, “Thy will be done,” he was heard to respond in a low tone, “Amen.”
His sickness continued nine days. And he leaves a wife and five little ones, to struggle on in the journey of life without his assistance. But some tokens of mercy were manifested even while the blow was falling upon them; and above all, they have the consolation of the hope of a happy and everlasting reunion at the Life-giver’s return, long promised, and now near at hand.
U. S.
DIED, in Convis, Mich., our dear sister Laura Smith, aged sixty-two years, three months, and seventeen days. A mother in Israel has fallen, one who embraced the truth with two other sisters, under the labors of Eld. Frisbie, some fifteen years ago; which formed the nucleus of a church now numbering about thirty members.
Sister Smith’s life has been marked with devotion to the cause of present truth which she dearly loved, ever laboring for its prosperity, and ready to make every advance move with the people of God and to open her doors for his worship and to entertain his people.
For the last few years of her life she suffered much, but was enabled to endure all her trials with Christian fortitude, although at times beset with doubts and fears. But for the last few days of her life her peace flowed as a river, and she remarked that her weeping time was over. A comforting discourse from Bro. Van Horn, from Rev. 14:13, to probably the largest assembly of sympathizing friends ever convened in Convis.
JOHN SISLEY.
DIED, in Alma, N. Y., May 24, 1872, Irwin, eldest son of Robert and Jerutia Williams, aged sixteen years, eight months, and twenty-two days. While Bro. and sister Williams mourn for their lost one, they mourn not as those who have no hope. They expect to meet him in that blest morn when the dead shall arise and the living be changed. Irwin will be missed in our Sabbath-school. May his classmates get ready to meet him at the resurrection of the just.
LUCY S. GREEN.
DIED, in Richmond, Me., Feb. 12, 1872, Leslie Warren, only son of Geo. B. and Margaret H. Umberhind, aged thirteen months.
When we see a precious blossom That we tended with such care, Rudely taken from our bosom, How our aching hearts despair. Round its little grave we linger, Till the setting sun is low, Feeling all our hopes have perished With the flower we cherished so. We may sleep, but not forever, There will be a glorious dawn; We shall meet to part, no, never, On the resurrection morn.
REUEL S. WEBBER.