. Zion's landmark [serial].. ? The life of a loved one hasbeen spent on earth. She has paid thedebt we all owe, and I feel assuredshe is at rest. We hated to give herup, but death was the only relief. Oh,the sting of death, yet it heals all ourdiseases. I feel sure no one ever hada more industrious mother than worked hard to raise her children,and was always giving them good ad-vice. She only had one son; she neverheard him use a bad word in her life. All was done for her that lovinghands, kind friends, and a good devot-ed husband could do, but none couldstay the cold, icy hand of death
. Zion's landmark [serial].. ? The life of a loved one hasbeen spent on earth. She has paid thedebt we all owe, and I feel assuredshe is at rest. We hated to give herup, but death was the only relief. Oh,the sting of death, yet it heals all ourdiseases. I feel sure no one ever hada more industrious mother than worked hard to raise her children,and was always giving them good ad-vice. She only had one son; she neverheard him use a bad word in her life. All was done for her that lovinghands, kind friends, and a good devot-ed husband could do, but none couldstay the cold, icy hand of death. She served out a long and useful lifehere, and now we hope she is restingfrom all her labors, and may the Lordabundantly bless and comfort the be-reaved and enable them to be resignedto His will. She lost her only son fourmonths before she died, and her young-est daughter nine months before, toboth of whom she was devoted. I hopefee is with those loved ones in a worldInhere is no more sin or parting husband, threetwo great. We would not call you back, we beli-v you are at l eMBSleep on, sleep on, until the rejfcflrr tion morn, fWe hope to meet you at Gods throne. That your loved ones may meet youthere, In that happy land of bliss,That we may rest that same sweet by her daughter, ADDIE PELLETUR. Kuhns, N. C. W. R. GALLIMORE & L. T. TUCKER. Brush Creek—Feb. 7 and Grove—Feb. Oak Springs—Feb. Creek—Feb. Hill—Feb. Chapel—Feb. Creek—Feb. —Feb 14, at —Feb. 15, at night. PRUDENCE ROBERSON. Death, the mighty sickle that was sentto mow the golden grain at harvesttime, has again invaded the terrestialsanctuary, and taken therefrom mymuch loved aunt and sister in Christas I hope, Prudence Roberson, daugh-ter of Thomas and Elizabeth Peel, bornDec. 10, 1829. She joined the PrimitiveBaptist church at Smithwicks Creek,Martin county, in May, 1852, wentdown into the watery grave that
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