I was called to Parma to attend the funeral of Bro. Bramhall's sister, S. A. Bramhall, who came from the East about two months since, on a visit, and died Nov. 18th, aged 2 1/2 years. She professed religion about six years ago, and joined the Presbyterian church. She embraced the Sabbath and present truth under Bro. Bates' preaching a short time since, and by reading our publications was investigating our views when she fell asleep, leaving evidence to friends that she sleeps in Jesus, to rise and join with the saints at the soon coming of Christ.
She said to her sister-in-law, "I came here to get the truth. I heard about it; and this made me more anxious to come and see you." Again she says, "I see the Sabbath so plain that I dare not disobey it." It was asked her if she expected to open her eyes in heaven. "O no! Sweet grave, I shall soon rest there." Again: Have you a comfortable hope? "O yes! the Lord's will be done. Dear sister Lucy, I do expect to meet you in heaven."
Her mother was with her on this visit, and a sister from Ohio, who deeply mourned her death. Funeral services were attended by the writer, who spoke on the subject of death, the resurrection, and the second coming of Christ.
J. B. FRISBIE.
Our oldest son, Wilson F. Castle, died with typhoid fever, Nov. 3d, aged two years and eight months.
"Thou art gone to the grave, but 'twere wrong to deplore thee,
When God was thy ransom, thy guardian and guide;
He gave thee, he took thee, and soon he'll restore thee,
Where death hath no sting since the Saviour hath died."
F. C. CASTLE.
Hadley, Ill.
Men will wrangle for religion, write for it, fight for it, anything but live for it.