Herald and tribune. [volume] (Jonesborough, Tenn.) 1869-current, 1896-02-05
OBITUARY.

Again the messenger of death has Wis
tied us, and God, in His infinite wis
dom has been pleased to call from u
u beloved parents, grandparents, oul
most loving and sympathetic helper,
and Christian friends. AS We can moi
understand Gods dealings with hi
children, it behooves us to bow in hum,
bic submission to His will. D. B.
Barkley was born at Leesburg, Wash.
ington County, Tennessee, July 10.
1926. He was a bright boy and an APT
scholar. Having attended school al
Washington College, he entered Emory
Henry, where, had he continued only a
few months, he would have completed
the course and graduated, no doubt,
with high honors. In early manhood
he Joined the Presbyterian Church,
and ever afterward adorned his pro-
tession by his earnest endeavors and
sympathizing Christian kindness. He
taught school for thirteen years, for.
merly at Elizabethtun and then on
Limestone. After this he was engaged
in merchandise for several years, then
retired TO the farm. He was always
energetic, doing what was to be done
in the very best manner possible. His
last suffering, which no words can de.
scribe, was from cancer from WHICH
he died.
Mary A. P. Ingersoll was born at
Keebler's meeting house, Washington
County, Tennessee, August ID, 1898.
In her tender years she united with the
Christian Baptist Church at Mt. Bethel,
where her membership has ever re.
manned. She was a devoted Christian
and ardently attached to the church,
She was a Of mental ability
and culture of q loving, impressive
character and exhibited a typeo of noble
w~omanhood that left Its impress on
her friends and loved ones here, which
will linger in their memories and in
their hearts will live forever. She
merited the devotion of all with whom
she associated. Having great power
for making friends, she had excelling
power in holding them. She lived
with Uncle" Sam Keebler when she
and D. B. Barley were united in the
blessedness of wedlock, September 20,
lS49, by Rev. Sam Y. Wyley. To them
five children were born, four sons and
one daughter. The only daughter and
three SON remain to condole their loss,
one son having departed In infancy.
Their pathway through life was ever
strewn with flowers and they wovs for
themselves in Christian characters gar
lands of never fading beauty, rich
legacies bequeathed to their loved ones
left behind. Having known them, we
learned to love them, being associated
with them, we profted by their pa
rental advice. These lives, true and
beautiful are benedictions to their be-
reaved and noble examples worthy of
imitation. We know that we shall
never forget them and shall continue
to miss their useful and noble infu.
ence. We believe that they had laid
their treasures up in heaven, that they
have gone from labor and sorrow to
rest and peace, that God has hidden
them come up higher.-far above the
trials, sickness and SORROWS of life to
receive their crowns of glory from the
Lord of Lords and King of Kings.
Knowing as we do that it is impos.
sible to eulogize this sainted couple
beyond their just merits, we would
extend to their sorrowing loved ones
our heartfelt sympathy and commend
them to Him who gathers home the
faithful; hoping at last, that we all
may be ushered through the gates into
the sunlight Of immortal day.
Twas on The twenty ninth of November,
And many of us will long remember;
For of two such days one scarce may tell,
So this is one Well remember we'll.
Weary of pain and suffering and dying,
No other hope but on Christ relying,
Begging and pleading and praying there
For the Lord in Heaven to answer their
prayer.
That they both might go together,
That the one might not mourn the other.
or sickness and sorrow they had borne their
share
And they waited, yea longed to be over there,
Where pain and anguish can not be,
TO revel in joys through eternity.
iTis written that all mankind must die
And now their time had drawn so nigh
We could not tell which first must go
Yet as we bent to catch a glimpse of the
light so low,
We felt sure the time was near at hand.
When they must depart for the better Ian
And when his time had come at last
Through what an age of agony he had passed.
The pain he endured what mortal e'er knew?
And yet he bore it with patience true.
Twas just when the moon wound her way
Just e'er the first gray streak of day,
Those angel fingers began to play,
And some sweet voice seemed 70 say,
'''Tis not to mortals given
To know the bliss of Heaven;"
"Then don your p%inions and you shall rise
To icral lands beyond the skies,
Where sin and sorrow can not be,
An immortal home prepared for thee"
Yes in the morning just at four,
The death angel opened the door,
Entered the rnom Whera rrandna lay