The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1867-03-13

most valued citizen and the church one OF hel
most promising and useful members Blessed
are the dead who die in the Lord.
Died, on the evening of the 25th OF January,
1867, of Consumption, in the morning of life,
CHRISTINA Nicely, daughter of DIR. William and
c. B. Philips, aged l6 years, 2 months, and l6
days.
While prosecuting her studies at the Female
College, Greenvile she was attacked In May
last with liberated sore throat, which was fol.
lowed by cough that continued to invade the
system till it brought on the melancholy event
mentioned above. 1t has been said death
loves shining mark This truth is fully veri.
fed in the death of dear Missile Though young,
her mind was remarkably developed, her dispo-
sition affectionate, spirits always cheerful and
buoyant. and in social intercourse her compan.
ionable qualities shone out brilliantly and beau
tifully. None knew her but to love her. Her
friends early manifested deep interest in her
situation, as was shown by many acts OF kindness
during her protracted illness. The earnest ex.
preston and seriousness depicted In her counte-
lance as she lay on the bed OF affiiction, told
more than words could express that her mind
had already fastened upon the realities of an
eternal state. She bore her suferings without
murmuring, and with quiet composure said,
"she was resigned to Gods will The Bible
and other religious books employed portion of
her time each day whenever she was able to read;
and when she felt too weak, she asked that the
Scriptures might be read to her. She retained her
mental faculties perfectly to the latest moment
A day or two before her death, every trace Of
care left her face, and a sweet smile pervaded
the whole countenance till she closed her eyes as
though she had fallen asleep, without struggle
-" peacefully it seemed almost sin to weep"
Her last word was "Mother."
Thus have we been bereaved OF another lovely
daughter. No longer will our home be made
happy by her presence. She has gone tefningle
her voice with her brothers and sisters who have
gone before her.
elbow mildly beamed the closing eyes
How gently heaved the expiring breast!
So fades a summer cloud away;
So sinks the gale when storms are DER;
So gently shuts the eye of day;
So dies wave along the shore"
Died, at her rooms in the Theological Semi
nary, Columbia, South Carolina, on the 11th of
February, 1867 Mrs. AGNES LAW, in the 18th
year of her age.
Thus has passed from earth to heaven mother
in Israel. In her sixteenth year, she made pub
lie profession of her faith in that Saviour whom
it was her privilege to follow for fifty years.
Three years afterwards she was united in mar
riage to Mr. William Law, so long venerated
elder with whom she removed in 1916 to Co.
lumbia, making her membership in that church
to last for more than half century.
She was the last survivor of that pious house
hold, so widely known by blending the two names
of claw and Ellison" Their hospitable man.
sion, like its owners, is ruins and dust, and its
mistress was cruelty driven from her burning
house into the streets of burning city, alone
and sick, to find shelter where she most deserved
it, within the walls of that Seminary so literally
endowed by her. From its doors, after many
weary months of suffering, borne with exemplary
patience, she was carried tenderly by the stu
deuts, as if mother, and laid by them in her
peaceful grave; the last services being conducted
by Professor who had been her friend for thirty
SIX years.
Her last days witnessed a signal exercise of
the sovereignty of that God who tdoeth his pleas
ure among the armies of heaven and the inhabi.
tants of earth. Stripped of wealth, health, and
comforts, this exemplary Christian became "a
wonder unto many.' "Be still, and know that
| am God" was the voice of Providence. And
she Quoted herself as weaned child. AS far as
we could follow her in her journey toward those
gates that admit but one at time, she was tran
quill and happy. And without single struggle,
as the evening sun was setting, she sank into the
arms of her Saviour. "And heard voice
from heaven saying unto me, Write, Blessed are
the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth;
Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from
their labors; and their works do follow them"
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