Lexington Intelligencer, September 29, 1888
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Died---In this city, on the evening of the 20th of September, Mrs. Willie D. Chinn, wife of Mr. Buford A. Chinn, and a daughter of Col. John Donaldson.
Less than a week ago the angel of death entered our midst and suddenly saddens our hearts by taking from us sweet Katie Greer, an idolized daughter and the joy and sunshine of a happy home. And now again he comes, and this time it is a fond young mother, an idolized wife, a beloved daughter, an only sister. Truly, "God's doing are unsearchable, and his ways past finding out." Mrs. Chinn was one whom everybody loved; her gentle, friendly ways, and her affectionate disposition naturally made all those who knew her love her, and her bravery and fortitude under severe and protracted sufferings, were the admiration of all beholders. She spoke very freely of her approaching death to those around her, and to her sister she gave minute directions regarding her funeral. At the same time she said to her, "Sister, when I am in my coffin, take my little babies, one by one, and let them kiss me good-bye; tell them where I have gone, and do not let them be afraid of me, and do not let them forget me; and, sister, when Christmas comes try to make my little ones happy, and see that they have a good time." How exquisitely sad and touching, that when the realities of eternity were unfolded to her view, she still thought of these little ones who were so soon to be motherless, and their sorrows and their joys were such momentous things to her. While she felt that she had much to live for, she expressed herself as being willing to die if it was God's will, and we believe ere now she has realized that she had a great deal to die for, For Christ has said "Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, neither has it entered into the heart of man to conceive what God hath prepared for those who love Him." Even in her delirium, she would clasp her hands and raise her eyes to heaven, and pour forth her heart in prayer, and over and over again her earnest petition was, "Lord, take me home, take me home." Her prayer has been answered, and she has now entered into that rest that remains for the people of God. Let us not have one murmuring nor rebellious thought, but feel and believe that as God has prepared heaven for her, He has also prepared her for heaven, and that she has now joined that innumerable throng that has come up out of much tribulation, and made their robes white in the blood of the Lamb."
THE TOMB
Died---In this city, on the evening of the 20th of September, Mrs. Willie D. Chinn, wife of Mr. Buford A. Chinn, and a daughter of Col. John Donaldson.
Less than a week ago the angel of death entered our midst and suddenly saddens our hearts by taking from us sweet Katie Greer, an idolized daughter and the joy and sunshine of a happy home. And now again he comes, and this time it is a fond young mother, an idolized wife, a beloved daughter, an only sister. Truly, "God's doing are unsearchable, and his ways past finding out." Mrs. Chinn was one whom everybody loved; her gentle, friendly ways, and her affectionate disposition naturally made all those who knew her love her, and her bravery and fortitude under severe and protracted sufferings, were the admiration of all beholders. She spoke very freely of her approaching death to those around her, and to her sister she gave minute directions regarding her funeral. At the same time she said to her, "Sister, when I am in my coffin, take my little babies, one by one, and let them kiss me good-bye; tell them where I have gone, and do not let them be afraid of me, and do not let them forget me; and, sister, when Christmas comes try to make my little ones happy, and see that they have a good time." How exquisitely sad and touching, that when the realities of eternity were unfolded to her view, she still thought of these little ones who were so soon to be motherless, and their sorrows and their joys were such momentous things to her. While she felt that she had much to live for, she expressed herself as being willing to die if it was God's will, and we believe ere now she has realized that she had a great deal to die for, For Christ has said "Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, neither has it entered into the heart of man to conceive what God hath prepared for those who love Him." Even in her delirium, she would clasp her hands and raise her eyes to heaven, and pour forth her heart in prayer, and over and over again her earnest petition was, "Lord, take me home, take me home." Her prayer has been answered, and she has now entered into that rest that remains for the people of God. Let us not have one murmuring nor rebellious thought, but feel and believe that as God has prepared heaven for her, He has also prepared her for heaven, and that she has now joined that innumerable throng that has come up out of much tribulation, and made their robes white in the blood of the Lamb."
Lexington Intelligencer, September 29, 1888
THE TOMB
Died---In this city, on the evening of the 20th of September, Mrs. Willie D. Chinn, wife of Mr. Buford A. Chinn, and a daughter of Col. John Donaldson.
Less than a week ago the angel of death entered our midst and suddenly saddens our hearts by taking from us sweet Katie Greer, an idolized daughter and the joy and sunshine of a happy home. And now again he comes, and this time it is a fond young mother, an idolized wife, a beloved daughter, an only sister. Truly, "God's doing are unsearchable, and his ways past finding out." Mrs. Chinn was one whom everybody loved; her gentle, friendly ways, and her affectionate disposition naturally made all those who knew her love her, and her bravery and fortitude under severe and protracted sufferings, were the admiration of all beholders. She spoke very freely of her approaching death to those around her, and to her sister she gave minute directions regarding her funeral. At the same time she said to her, "Sister, when I am in my coffin, take my little babies, one by one, and let them kiss me good-bye; tell them where I have gone, and do not let them be afraid of me, and do not let them forget me; and, sister, when Christmas comes try to make my little ones happy, and see that they have a good time." How exquisitely sad and touching, that when the realities of eternity were unfolded to her view, she still thought of these little ones who were so soon to be motherless, and their sorrows and their joys were such momentous things to her. While she felt that she had much to live for, she expressed herself as being willing to die if it was God's will, and we believe ere now she has realized that she had a great deal to die for, For Christ has said "Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, neither has it entered into the heart of man to conceive what God hath prepared for those who love Him." Even in her delirium, she would clasp her hands and raise her eyes to heaven, and pour forth her heart in prayer, and over and over again her earnest petition was, "Lord, take me home, take me home." Her prayer has been answered, and she has now entered into that rest that remains for the people of God. Let us not have one murmuring nor rebellious thought, but feel and believe that as God has prepared heaven for her, He has also prepared her for heaven, and that she has now joined that innumerable throng that has come up out of much tribulation, and made their robes white in the blood of the Lamb."
THE TOMB
Died---In this city, on the evening of the 20th of September, Mrs. Willie D. Chinn, wife of Mr. Buford A. Chinn, and a daughter of Col. John Donaldson.
Less than a week ago the angel of death entered our midst and suddenly saddens our hearts by taking from us sweet Katie Greer, an idolized daughter and the joy and sunshine of a happy home. And now again he comes, and this time it is a fond young mother, an idolized wife, a beloved daughter, an only sister. Truly, "God's doing are unsearchable, and his ways past finding out." Mrs. Chinn was one whom everybody loved; her gentle, friendly ways, and her affectionate disposition naturally made all those who knew her love her, and her bravery and fortitude under severe and protracted sufferings, were the admiration of all beholders. She spoke very freely of her approaching death to those around her, and to her sister she gave minute directions regarding her funeral. At the same time she said to her, "Sister, when I am in my coffin, take my little babies, one by one, and let them kiss me good-bye; tell them where I have gone, and do not let them be afraid of me, and do not let them forget me; and, sister, when Christmas comes try to make my little ones happy, and see that they have a good time." How exquisitely sad and touching, that when the realities of eternity were unfolded to her view, she still thought of these little ones who were so soon to be motherless, and their sorrows and their joys were such momentous things to her. While she felt that she had much to live for, she expressed herself as being willing to die if it was God's will, and we believe ere now she has realized that she had a great deal to die for, For Christ has said "Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, neither has it entered into the heart of man to conceive what God hath prepared for those who love Him." Even in her delirium, she would clasp her hands and raise her eyes to heaven, and pour forth her heart in prayer, and over and over again her earnest petition was, "Lord, take me home, take me home." Her prayer has been answered, and she has now entered into that rest that remains for the people of God. Let us not have one murmuring nor rebellious thought, but feel and believe that as God has prepared heaven for her, He has also prepared her for heaven, and that she has now joined that innumerable throng that has come up out of much tribulation, and made their robes white in the blood of the Lamb."
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