Mrs. Sallie Hayslet died of heart
dropsy in her 52nd year on April 12, 1912. She left a husband, one son and
eight daughters, the youngest being in her 12th year. She was 1t devoted mother
and neighbor, and was loved by all who knew her. It had been fourteen years
since I first met her, and when I had the pleasure of meeting her last, she was
the same as at first. We feel assured that she is at rest with the angels in heaven
singing the song of the Great Jehovah, for there is no other song to sing.
She told her husband, while on her bed of affliction, that
she only regretted that she had not been baptized by a Primitive Baptist preacher,
but, while she did not have that pleasure, we feel assured that she was baptized
by the Holy Ghost. Most assuredly the arm of the comforter was around her when
she spoke her last words. Her two daughters were waiting on her as tenderly as
they could. When they were laying her in the bed, she told them to just throw
her in any way, and she fell asleep in their arms. When this mortal lump of
clay loses all its love for everything of this life, the Spirit is bound to be
present; for nature loves its own until the Spirit comes and banishes it away.
.Jesus can make a dying bed soft as downy pillows are.
Written by her sister-in-law,
MRS. JAMES HOLLAND.
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