The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1872-04-18
OBITUARY.

DIED, at her residence in Anderson county,
S. G., on the 10th of February, 1872 Miss
NANCY r. CAMPBELL, who was born April
30th, 1929. For nearly twenty years of her lifc
she was member Of the Presbyterian Church,
and for more than twenty-five years she was
an invalid. She bore her suffering with pa
tience, and died protesting faith in Christ, sub
mission to the divine will and hope of that
eternal rest which remaineth for the people of
God.
Capt. VIM. SANDERS sweetly fell "aslecp,"
in Anderson county, March 18th, 1872.
The light of his S5tl birthday fell upon his
lifeless remains, awaiting their burial. And
although the immortal part was gone, the pre-
cious assurance was felt that it was spending
that day in more congenial cline than that of
earth. He was first member OF the Episcopal
Church, in Charleston, but after his rcinovafto
the up-country, he united with the Methodist L.
Church, South in which he died. In 1911 he
was married to Miss Martha Ditmor, by whose
side he fought life's battle, and then laid his
NOR down. For over sixty years they toiled
together and then ceased to labor almost at the
same time.
He was greatly respected in the community
in which he lived. AS the sunset OF life ap-
preached, he seemed to feel a deeper interest in
the cause of the Redeemer, the ncighborhood
and country at large. AGofe than year before
death, it was evident that disease was making
fearful inroads on the body. During all that
time no murmuring word escaped his lips
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days and weeks before death, perfectly CON.
scious of his approaching dissolution, faith
lowered above "the general wreck" and clung
to the promises of Jesus. Sometime before
growing speechless, while the icy arms of death
were around him, he said, "AH is we'll" Thus
passed away our departed brother. And,
though surviving wife, children and friends
entertain the sweet assurance that he rests with
Jesus, yet it is natural that sadness should
reign i'm every heart, and throughout the home.
| Rnt oh n hol tbot tI,
sadness of that household would, in so short q
time, have increased almost to desolation? Yes,
| in a few short days his remains were followed
to the grave by those of his wife, Sister Martha
Sanders, who was born in Charleston, about
the year 1885, and died March 29th, 1872 With
her husband she united with the Methodist E.
Church, South, and remained a consistent mem~
Der to the close OF life. In all the relations of
| life, she seemed to "adorn the doctrine of
Christ" Amid the cares, labors and RESPONSE
bilities of wife, mother, sister and friend, the
clear light of her religion beamed. 1t especial
ly pleased her to minister to others. Around
the bed of sickness and suffering she fingered
like an angel of mercy. When care heavily
remove It, if possible. Standing up with him,
through prosperity and adversely, she shared
in his sorrows and his joys. Often has the
writer enjoyed their society ut the House Of
God, and in their own home, for they loved to
have their Ministers with them.
Having watched with unwearied attention
around her husbands bedside for a long while,
and being ripe in years, her system yielded to
the ravages of pneumonia. On the morning of
the 10Th of March, ere the natural sun had risen,
the great ''Sun of Righteousness was shining
on her redeemed spirit. She gave directions
as to her coffin, and to number of other things,
just as if going on some pleasant journey in the
community. She felt her own pulse some half
hour before death, and said, "Im going" and
afterward added suffering much, but I'll have
10Y tonight" She was sensible to the last.
How touching was her request-"Write to all
the children and tell them to meet me in Heav-
en-" God grant that that request may be COM
piled aoiM!
Brother and Sister Sanders ended their earth
ly pilgrimage at the residence of their son-in-
law, Capt. p. X. Norris. Their remains sweetly
anr IN to aye pa m e as
Let us love and respect Christ's aged servants
while they live, for, ''like the few tleecy clouds
that linger in Efe's evening skies, they are
painted with hues prophetic of Heaven
w. A. H.