“Round About In Bartow.”

Hall’s Mill.

We failed to have anything for the Courant American last week, on account of affliction in our midst, which resulted in the death of Mrs. W. A. Lumpkin, daughter of Rev. J. W. and Mrs. N. K. Edwards. She died the 15th inst., at 10:30 a. m. She had all the medical aid that could be obtained, but the fever never could be broken up. The sad messenger of death claimed her for its victim. While God has laid His hand heavily upon us, we find comfort in all His dealings, for it is Him Who hath said, all He loveth and all whom He receiveth, He scourgeth. She was the former postmistress of this place, and such was the kindness and gentleness of her nature to the general public, that she won the affections and confidence of all who knew her. We noticed old men who come in to see her; their voices were stilled by their emotions, which bespeaks only the amiabilty of her character. The neighbors were so kind all wanted to do something and show some act of kindness for her, and our hearts thrill with gratitude to them. We bow in humble submission to Him Who hath said, “What I doeth now, thou knoweth not, but thou shalt know hereafter.” Her funeral was conducted by Rev. J. T. Lowe, assisted by Rev. J. A. McMurray, to a large concourse of people. Text: “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.” She died a triumphant death, leaving father, mother, husband, two brothers and two children, the youngest being only ten days old, to mourn her loss. But we sorrow not as those who have no hope, for we know Jennie was ready and willing, having given her heart to God at nine years of age. She often spoke of seeing heaven and her Saviour, and frequently asked mamma if she did not see the same. She begged mamma not to grieve for her, for she was going to heaven. We should strive to emulate her life, that we may be prepared when the summons shall come. We know Jennie is watching and waiting to welcome us home.