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Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Mar 17, 1859

O B I T U A R Y.

BRO. WM. Wick, of Genesee Grove, Ills., father of our esteemed Bro. Eli Wick, died of lung fever, Jan. 31st, aged 63 years. His sufferings were great, but the christian's hope cheered and supported him in his last moments. He had been an exemplary member of the United Brethren church for a number of years. Some more than two years ago two of his children saw that if they would enter into life they must keep the commandments. Shortly after, his companion was numbered with the commandment-keepers; and a year ago last August, while listening to the Sabbath arguments presented by Brn. Ingraham, Loughborough and others, he came to the conclusion that the law was holy, just and good, and although crossing to nature, and contrary to his pecuniary interest he united with his companion in keeping the commandments of God.

While life was receding, and friends were anxiously watching the feeble pulse, he was interrogated as to his hope. He answered that he should soon rest from his labor, and repeated twice with emphasis that he was glad he had kept the commandments of God. A funeral discourse was preached in the United Brethren church by Bro. Ingraham, from John iii, 16. This afflictive providence has removed from our midst a kind and sympathizing neighbor, and an affectionate husband and father. GEO. MITCHELL. Genesee Grove, Ills., Feb. 19th, 1859.

FELL asleep, in Locke, Mich., Dec. 16th, 1858, Alva Bronson, aged 39 years. He bore with patience and resignation the sufferings of a lingering consumption. M. S. AVERY.

FELL asleep in Findlay, Ohio, Feb. 19th, 1859, my grandmother, Nancy Hough, after a painful illness of eleven days. I asked her if, in case she fell asleep in Jesus, I should write and let the remnant know that her heart was with them, and that she expected to meet them in the morning of the resurrection. She replied, "Yes, O, yes, tell them I hope to meet them in the morning of the resurrection." MARIA JOHNSON.

ALLOW me, through the medium of the Review, to say to the numerous friends and relatives of sister Lydia Crandall, of De Ruyter, N. Y., (formerly of Pitcher,) that she is no more. After a distressing illness of several weeks, she fell asleep on the evening of First-day, February 13.

Uniting, in more than an ordinary degree, an amiable disposition with an unassuming yet fervent, active piety, she was endeared to all her acquaintance; and she has left vacant an important place in the neighborhood, in the family circle, and in the religious meeting. But her example remains, and she, being dead, yet speaketh.

Sister Crandall loved the appearing of the Lord; and we believe that in "that day" when Abraham, Isaac and Jacob shall receive their inheritance, and Paul his crown, she will have part with them; for the Apostle tells us the Lord, the righteous Judge, will give it, not to him only, but to all those who love his appearing. E. A. POOLE.