Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1895-05-31

| During the month OF April, 1898, the IN
! mates Of a happy home in Richmond were
| called to realize the words OF the poet,
| James Montgomery
There is a world above.
Where parting Is unknown
/ A long eternity of love,
Formed for the good alone:
And faith beholds the dying here
Translated 70 that happier sphere"
On the 18th day OF that month, memo
| rable evermore i'm the lifetime Of her
family, Miss Ella b. Jinkins en-
tered into rest. She was ready for the
moment Of departure. having been
happily converted to God under the min
istry Of Rev. John l.. Edwards, ID. D.,
during his term Of service as pastor Of
the Broad-Street Methodist church, In
this city She was a consistent Girls
tian, illustrating the value of a stead
fast faith in God by her daily conduct
toward every one until. having finished
her work in the world, her membership
was transferred from the Church on
earth 10 the Church triumphant In
Heaven.
During the last four years of her NOR
tai life she was the victim Of great physi-
cal suffering, but she endured the daily
ordeal of pain without a murmur skill
fully concealng from sympathizing
friends and kindred the intense distress
of body. in order that others might not
be made unhappy by sharing her sorrows
with her
Her pastor, the Rev. j. T. Whitley,
writes: "She was patient throughout all
her time Of falling health, gentle toward
every one: full OF charity when the errors
OF the wayward were mentioned in her
presence, and always resigned to the
will OF God For two years she antici-
pated the day when the work of the sur
geon might afford the longed-for relief,
and when the appointed time came IL
was found that she had already made the
minutest preparation. As II a PRESENT.
ment of her approaching departure had
been diyinely communicated TO her, sne
had arranged every detail about the
rooms in view of probable death. When
the skill OF the surgeon proved 70 be un-
equal 20 the magnitude Of the task as
signed him. she met the closing hour with
the calmness OF a child OF God who had
nothing left to do but simply TO die In
the faith Of the Gospel and enter at
once into the Masters Joy
The casket containing her mortal re-
mains was tenderly borne by faithful
friends TO Hollywood Cemetery, and, In
the presence Of large company OF those
who knew her best and loved her most
the solemn rites Of the burial service
were touchingly read by her pastor.
She was buried in the place which she
herself had previously selected. at the
same time telling her loving and atten-
tive sister: when the dear Lord calls
your spirit home. want your body to
rest here by my side
II was the fortitude OF a heroine IN
times OF public danger which has wreath
ed many a womanly name with the ever
green OF perpetual remembrance, but
never did the servant OF a king, no mat
ter how conspicuous her deeds OF valor,
endure more bravely' every test OF faith
or human courage than did this meek,
submissive sufferer when days OF dark
ness shut out the light Of the blue sky
and closed the door Of that room which
became the chamber OF death.
IL was said OF a martyr whose devo-
ton 10 her Saviour cost her life during
the fifth century that she ascendef
stairway Of fame 10 the rest OF the saints
in Heaven"
Our dear dead friend passed from round
10 round OF blessed experience during her
long season OF suffering, and felt when
the end drew near that Heaven had lit
erRll,' begun en- earth. Triumphantly she
was led by the hand OF God through the
gates OF the city into the presence OF that
6dNlOuf lot MNOuh BIC, tOl, HdS WHHHk
either 10 live or 10 die. ever whispering
to her Divine Father in prayer, Thy will.
not mine, be done"
She has entered into eternal communion
with her Lord. II only remains now for
the friends she loved so sincerely 10 fin
ish the journey OF life with unwavering
faith in God. and then await. with glad
hearts. the coming reunion in the bright
world above.
"A few more years shall roll.
A few more seasons come.
And We shall be with those that rest.
Asleep with the tomb.
A few more storms shall beat
On this Wild. rocky shore;
And we shall be where tempests cease,
And surges swell no more;
A few more struggles here.
A few more partlngs Ger;
A few more tolls. few more tears,
And we shall weep no more"
Petersburg. Va. May q. 1895.