Virginia citizen. (Irvington, Va.) 1891-1921, 1908-10-02
SOME DEATHS.

Mr.. James w. Kelley died Fri
day, September 18th, at Cedar
Grove" the home of his daugh-
ter, Mrs. Elizabeth K. Pinckard,
near Rehoboth Church, in the eighty
ninth year of his age. He had been in
declining health for several years, and
was at the time of his death one of the
Oldest men in Northumberland county.
He was of Scotch descent, his fore
fathers being among the first from
Scotland to emigrate to this country.
His mother was Alice Pinckard, daugh-
ter of Cyrus Pinckard. The Kelley fam
lily Is one of the Oldest and was one of
the wealthiest in Virginia. James w.
Kelley was the only Methodist among the
old heads of the family, the others
being Episcopalians. His bachelor
uncle rebuilt old Christ Church. and
the family burying ground is there
where all the family are buried except
himself, who was buried in the family
cemetery at Cedar Grove" Mr..
Kelley married Miss Amy Hubbard, of
Lancaster county, first, and after her
death, Mrs. Emily B. Hughlett, who
preceded him to the grave about three
years. His had been very active and
useful life, and up to the close of the
war he was man of much means. He
held in his early days several county
offices-was school trustee for years,
oyster Inspector and prominent bust
ness man. He was an active
member of Rehoboth M. E. church for
about sixty-nine years and during part
of that time steward in the church
and superintendent of the Sunday school.
For several years past he has been at
times very feeble from age, but up to
three weeks before his death he was
able to go around little and visit his
neighbors. After his wife's death he
broke up housekeeping and spent his
time with his children, Mrs. Elizabeth
Pinckard and James 4th Kelley. He is
survived by two sons, James 4th and
David A. Kelley, and one daughter, Mrs.
Elizabeth Pinckard and number of
grandchildren and great-grandchildren
The funeral services were conducted by
his pastor, Rev. Porter Hardy, at three
p. m. Saturday, September 18th, a
large gathering of friends being present.
MRS. BETTE CURRELL WILLIAMS.
After weary watching for two weeks
or longer, with hopes astir and then cast
down. with chastened hearts and prayer
full lips those loved ones around the
couch of Bette Currell Williams on
Saturday morn last surrendered the
loved spirit. unwilling as mortals are
but resigned as Christians, to the
God who gave it. Nor life, nor death,
nor powers, can ever seperate from the
love that is Christlike- Though they
knew that transition meant peace and
health and greater love and joy to the
departed, still there was moaning at
the bar" as she put out to sea-
Not yet thirty years old, the deceased
was loved and admired by all who knew,
her. Eldest daughter of Mr.. and Mrs.
VIM. E. Currell, one of the first families
of this section, and wife of but few
years of Erasmus p. Williams, q pillar
of Methodism and prominent citizen in
the county, the deceased numbered
many blood relations and countless
friends. A babe of two weeks had
preceded the young mother, and that is
one more tie in heaven.
Interment was Monday afternoon at
White Stone Methodist church, of
which the departed was member. Revs
E. F. Garner and F. w. Claybrook led
the services.
FOR ONE GONE HOME.
Sometimes the Master takes human life
And clothes it with the beauty Of His grace
And sets the radiance of His peace to shine
With its clear light on some beloved face
And hand in hand with His own saints we stray.
While day by day their voices tenderer grow:
TILL sudden. at the parting Of the way.
His chariot meets them. and they smile and go.
So she passed on the loving and the loved
Weknow not where-we could not see for tears
But In some realm from doubt and fear removed
She wears the beauty Of unfading years.
Smiiing she waits, serene and undismayed:
For loi her eyes in clearer light behold
The hosts Of God In shining ranks arrayed,
The angel-guard the prophet saw of old.
Onward with them her tireless footsteps press;
Her soul takes up their strong. exultant CALL
And knows the truth our hearts but dmly guess.
How Gods great purpose folds about us all.
With us. with them: unseen, yet near at hand:
Not loving less for that sweet. heavenly birth,
She has but Joined the glad immortal band
Who do the Masters will in heaven or earth.
Who knows what nobler errands Of His grace
In ways untried her eager hands fulfil?
Or il her feet. with swift. unwearied pace
Tread the familiar paths before still?
When strength Is small and courage almost fed,
1t may be hers TO whisper at our side:
% faint mott fear noti since the Master said.
AN power is mine. and with you abide"
-lEmily Huntington Miller.