The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1873-03-08
Letter From Fourth District.
Feb. Goth, 1878


DEAR Within the last week the
grim monster death has been at work in
our midst and has removed two of our we'll
known citizens to the invisible world
On Sunday morning, Feb. 90, Mr. John
P. Deviney was in his usual health, when
his wife got up in the morning, and when
she went to call him to breakfast, half
hour later, she found him lying in the same
position in which she had left him, but the
spirit had departed. He had not even
Strengthened himself. and had evidently
died without struggle or r groan, or one
premonatory symptom of his approaching
end. Mr.. Deviney was in his sixty-fourth
Oath year. He died of heart disease.
He was = kind and generous friend, and
an obliging neighbor, and he will be long
remembered for those amiable qualities
The remains were followed to the grave on
Tuesday, 25th instant, by large company
of friends and acquaintance. The funeral
service was at the house, by Mr.. Nallandig-
ham. His discourse from the text, Pre-
pare to meet thy Cod" was very solemn
and impressive.
Before the grave had closed on the re-
mains of Mr.. Deviney, Mrs. Mary Grass
more, wife of John S. Crassmore, residing
near Cowantown, had passed away. She
had been in delicate health for some time,
and had been confined to her bed for some
ten days, but no serious alarm was enter
tanned for her; she was even considered
better on Monday and thought so herself;
early on the morning Of Tuesday, her
symp SINS indicated her speedy dissolution
and she gradually sank till about kine
o'clock, when she fell asleep in peace with
out pang. The dread summon had no
terrors for her. Wisely and in her youth,
she had mace the necessary preparation to
meet her Lord at his coming.
Mrs Crassmore had been for many years
consistent member of the Methodist
Church. Her piety was not Of that vapor-
kind which exhausts itself in bolster
Gus professions, but Of that deeper, purer,
more constant type, which shone out in
her kind and gentle manner and address,
and in the abundance of her lahors of love.
In all her relations of wife and mother, of
neighbor and friend. she was a model
christian lady, Astounding in good works, in
visiting the sick, comforting the distressed
and relieving the wants of the poor and
needy; in all such cases, she was, indeed,
muistering angel, and if there is such
thing as gratitude, she must be rich in the
prayers and blessings of the poor.
Her aims and charity are her monument,
more durable than marble or brass, for
they will follow her into the eternal world,
where they will shine the brightest gems
in her fadeless diadem: when the monu-
ments of earth's greatest kings shall have
crumb,ed into dust She retained her
faculties, in all their vigor, to the last;
conversing with her friends, without trepi-
dalton, OF alarm, though she was conscious
of her approaching end. She thanked her
neishbors for VIII at they had done for her;
exhorted her husband and sons to meet her
in heaven, till her voice was clicked in
death, then calmly and sweetly sunk to
rest. Who would not say let me die the
death of the lighthouse" Mrs. Crassmore
was in her forty eighth year. She leaves a
husband and three grown up sons to mourn
her loss. In this sad bereavement, they
have the sympathy of the whole commu-
nifty, in which all feel what void has been
made, which will long remain untitled.
BIO Elk.