The Jasper news., 1915-04-08
Obituary.

MO-, march "a, 1915, age, OIL years,
s months and S days
He moved With his parents. to
Lawrence County, Mo-, in his child.
hood. He was a Union soldier
during the Civil War.
He Was married to Miss Rebec-
ca Crow AuguAt 8, 1867. To this
union nine children we're born, two
of which passed away 10 child
hood. Thomas Busby and Mrs.
A. M. Cline, live neat Jasper; Mrs.
A. w. Bedell. Carthage, Mo. Mrs.
Thomas Costley, Lamar, Mo !;
Miss Emma and Mastin Busby,
Keifer. Okla; Miss Minnie Busby,
Jasper. The widow and mother
is also in Jasper. Besides his fam
lily he leaves three sisters, all of
whom live in Jasper.
Bro. Busby was converted and
joined the Baptist Church of Jas
per in the winter of 1894. He
lived an exemplary life. He was
sick IA weeks. He bore his suffer
ings patiently. He made arrange
ments for his burial, and told his
family that he was going to his
heavenly home. 1t was his re
quest that the writer hereof
should preach his funeral.
The family and friends did all
that could have been done. His
children were all present when his
spirit took its flight to the glory
land. In the death of Bro. Busby
the community has lost a good
citizen, the town a good man, the
church true and faithful member,
the children a kind and loving
father, and the wife a devoted
husband; but our loss is his gain.
The journey of life lies along
the dark valley of the shadow of
death. There is not a spot on it's
pilgrimage where its presence is un-
known. There is no family over
whose hearthstone its somber
shadow does not fall. There is
always somewhere some eye that
is weeping. some heart that is
bleeding, some home whose light
is extinguished and whose affairs
are draped in testimonials of sor
row.
Many that were near and dear
to our hearts have crossed the riv
er that divides us from the land
of our fathers. When nearing
the place of parting lin the way
where the mortal and the immor.
tai must separate, they had nc
fears of walking down into the val,
ley of the shadow of death. Our
departed brother said, II am going
to my heavenly home. We gent
| ly folded the drapery of his couch
about him and laid him down to
sleep where sweet for-get-m me nots
will bloom over his grave.
No man knows what day may
bring forth. Death hovers around
every mans career. We know
not whether our parting is good
night or goodbye. Death comes
to some early in the morning
They bud on earth and bloom il
heaven. He comes to others but
little after noon. Their sun goe'
down while it is yet day. Som,
live to a good old age when shad
ows foretell the nearness of even
ing.
The bursting of the eggshell il
no disaster; it brings the bird init
new world. So it is in the dealt
of the Christian. Eye hath no
seen nor ear heard, neither hail
it entered into the heart of man
the things which God hath pre-
pared for them that love Him"
We said goodbye to friends o
other years. Together we rejoicet
in this world. Together we shall
rejoice in brighter world. They
have gone because their work wa
ended. We toll on because Their,
is something for us here to do
Whenit is our time to enter the,
will come down to the gate to NEE
us.
On this dark world of sin and pain
We only meet to part again;
But when we reach the heavenly shor
We there shall meet to part no more.
The hope that we shall meet that dav
Should chase our present griefs away