DEATH has again entered the little band here in Hastings, and torn from our midst a dear sister, a kind companion, and an affectionate mother. She sweetly sleeps in Jesus—blessed sleep from which none ever wake to weep. She died in the full triumph of faith, in hope of a glorious resurrection; which, of all hopes is the most cheering : it buoys up our spirits even in death to know that the voice of God is soon to sound and call forth from their dusty beds the sleeping saints; and Christ our life-giver (Col. iii, 3-4) will soon appear to fashion our vile bodies like unto his most glorious body.
Her last moments were made glad with the blessed hope of soon being united with her family in the everlasting kingdom of God, where death and affliction will not come near, and where all weeping hearts will be made glad. O may her friends and relatives prepare to meet her on the blissful shores of eternity where they may not be parted a second time. Her funeral discourse was preached by Bro. J. B. Frisbie, from Rev. xiv, 13, from this was shown when those who sleep will receive their reward.
"Peaceful be thy silent slumber,
Peaceful in the grave so low,
Thou no more wilt join our number,
Thou no more our songs shalt know.
Dearest sister thou hast left us,
Here thy loss we deeply feel;
But 'tis God that hath bereft us,
He can all our sorrows heal.
Yet again we hope to meet thee,
When the days of time are fled,
Thou in heaven with joy to greet thee,
Where no farewell tear is shed."
Sister Conkright died on the 10th day of January, 1855, aged 34 years.
J. M. MCLELLAN,
Hastings, Mich., Feb. 18th, 1855.