Mrs. N. Lurany White departed this life May 6 th, 1892.

Mrs. White was a daughter of B. C. and C. D. McEver, formerly of Hall county, Georgia. She was married to James A. White October 15 th, 1852. She would have been 62 years old the 18 th of December, 1892.

The deceased won the respect and confidence of all who knew her by her strict integrity of character and her quiet and peaceful life. She was a considerate and dutiful wife, a tender and affectionate mother, a faithful friend and a kind neighbor. She made a public profession of her faith in Christ by uniting with the Baptist church at Crow’s Spring, in August 1866; afterwards moving her church letter to Wofford Cross Roads Baptist Church where she remained up to her death, beautifully walking the paths of the true Christian. Her seat in church was never vacant only when herself or some of her family had been visited by affliction; her hand was ever ready to administer to the wants of the needy and suffering; it can truthfully be said of her she hath done what she could all through life. She was sick only one short week with that dreadful disease apoplexy, depriving her of consciousness and speech in her last moments. She said “all is well.” What consoling words. She died as she had lived trusting in Jesus. Thus passed away a noble Christian woman. She leaves behind to mourn her loss a husband, a large family of children, grandchildren, brothers and sisters, and a host of friends who mingle tears over an irreparable loss—loss to us but her gain in heaven; but she has gone from us and we miss her, oh! so much, that language cannot express it; nothing can we find to fill that vacant place, but as much as we miss her we would not cal her back to this world to suffer over again the pain of death. Her sufferings are all ended and she is sleeping with the pale sleepers of the silent city awaiting the rest that is promised to the people of God. We are left to battle awhile longer while she has been called home; let us cherish her memory, and may we all who now have sad hearts try to live so we may meet her in the promised land in heaven’s bright world where parting is no more.

Sister S. L. R.