Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1902-07-03
Another Home Darkened BY Death.

on tuesday, June IItn, lJUZ, Mrs. Jennie
Christian, the young and beautiful wife of
Mr.. j. w. Christian, one Of our most es.
teemed citizens. The sympathy of the
entire community is awakened in behalf
of the bereft and sorrowing husband, as
he stands in the shadow of so deep a sor-
row with nothing TO cheer him in his
lonliness save the young babe which his
wife SO earnestly and patheticalIy begged
him to love and take care of, and the
glorious thought of lasting reunion in
the sweet by-and-by.
Jenne's illness was of short duration,
she having taken sick on Tuesday, June
the 10th, and died on the next Tuesday.
Everything thet loving hearts and tender
hands could do seemed of no avail. There
were three doctors in attendance, Drs.
Albert, Williams and Johnson, but the
dreadful malady seemed to defy the power
of the skilled physicians. There were
faint hopes Of her recovery until Monday
at II O'Clock, when she seemed to greatly
revive, and calling her husband and
friends to her bedside told them she was
soon to leave them, and earnestly plead
with them to depart from sin and live
holy, and to meet her in a better world.
A short time before she died she asked
that her babe be brought to her bed,
which was done. She clasped it in her
arms and tenderly caressed it and in
feeble voice said: "Sweet babel Sweet
babel How love you" She then look
ed up so tenderly into her husbands face
and said: "John, do you love our babe?
Will you keep it and take good care Of it
for me? | must die and leave you, but
don't weep. am not afraid to die. l
am ready and willing to go. All regret
in this world is leaving you and the sweet
little babe" Her husband was seated at
her bedside weeping as though his heart
would break, when she said: Don't
weep, John. God will prepare us a better
home"
1t was one of the most pathetic and
heart-touchiDg scenes l ever witnessed.
There were several persons present, and
all eyes were bathed in tears, but Jennie
would repeat, Don't weep. l am not
afraid" She then stopped talking for
few moments, and seemed to be sleeping,
when beautiful smile crept over her face
as though her dreams were pleasant, and
opening her eyes she said 81 heard them
singing" l asked her what they sang,
and she said: "They were singing Death
is Only Dream"
Notwithstanding her suffering she en-
dured it with great patience; and when
her feet began to chill in the gloomy
waters OF the River of Death her faith fail
ed not. She remembered the glorious
promise of the dear Saviour, as recorded
in Hosea 1914, 81 will ransom them
from the power Of the grave; will redeem
them from DEATH" Precious promise;
it's the star of hope that ilumines our be-
nighted pathway as we journey through
this vale of tears; it guides as on to that
better home, where we all may meet
Jennie again clad in glorious Immortality
with palm of victory and crown of life
chanting the everlasting anthems of praise
to God and the Lamb.
Therefore, we should not weep as others
who have no hope, for when the trumpet
sounds and the pale nations of the dead
awake, then the "ransomed of the Lord
will return and come to Zion with songs
and everlasting crowns upon their heads"
What glorious thought. How it cheers,
comforts, sustains and gladdens our hearts.
It's Gods promise-His way of verifying
His promise to all who believe.
At 10 o'clock on Tuesday, June 18th,
Jennie fell asleep in Jesus to await the
of the judgment trumpet, when |
she will meet her dear husband and sweet /
little babe, with other loved ones, to part
no more. She was buried on Wednesday,
June 18th, at the graveyard near Laird's
chapel. There were many friends and
relatives present to pay last sad tribute
Of respect.
To know Jennie was to love her. Her
kindness toward all will long be remem.
bered. She leaves father and mother,
Mr.. anc Mrs. q. w. Reynolds, four els
ters and three brothers to mourn her loss.
They have our sympathy and prayers in
heir sad bereavement.
The last song Jennie ever sung was, "In
he Sweet By-and-By." Those present
oined IN singing that at the grave. All
eemed to deeply realize its sentiment and
lsk the question in the language of the
)oet:
Shall we, with many loved one
Torn on earth from our embrace,
shall we listen to their voices,
And behold them face to face.
Services by the writer.
]. q. DULA.