[It was requested that we publish the following in last week’s paper, hut it did not reach the office in time else the request would have been Complied with cheerfully and promptly.—Ed. Adv. ]JONES—Lucinda Jones was born in Bedford county, Va., August 3, 1796, and after her marriage to Richard Jones, emigrated to St. Charles county. Mo., in 1831. She spent one year in this county, during which time Mr. Jones died, leaving her in a strange land among strangers, with nine children lg raise and provide tor.•5 In 1832 she moved to Franklin count}-, and settled near Augusta Station, where she spent her after life. “Grandma Jones,” as all were wont to call her, was living at the time she was taken sick with her son, Mr. Stephen Jones. She was tenderly cared for by her children in her declining years, and passed lrom earth in glorious triumph, Sabbath evening, December 27/ 1874, in Washington, Mo. She spent over a half century in the Church of God, and after appropriate religious services had been held at “Bethel,” December 29th, she was laid away for the resurrection, leaving the comforting hope to her family and friends that “she would live again.” She adorned her profession with a pure and holy life for three score years, and we may justly conclude that when she came to1 meet the last enemy it had lost its sting, and the grave will have no victory. Jesus Christ was her hope, being “the first fruits of all them that sleep.” Being naturally amiable and sweet-spirited, the grace of God raised her to a very exalted position in the Christian life, so that all who knew her recognized in her a child of God. There was no argument against her pure life; no man had aught to say derogatory to it. Her character was mild, but positive in its na- ! ture. It was convincing and persuading, and all were made better and happier by coming within the sphere of her influence. I was made a better man for having seen her live, closing the will of God, and during her afflictions suffering it submissively, meekly, and even happily. She lived as a Christian, suffered as a Christian, and died as a Christian, in great peace. Her afflictions were very severe, suffering with the heart disease for several weeks, but she came out of them as gold purified by fire, realizing that “whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth.” She said that she had nothing to do but to die, that the labors of life were passed, and she was ready to rest from them forever. Her children have sustained an irreparable loss, but they have as a rich legacy her pure life and the hallowing and saving influences of her prayers. The Church and community share with them in their loss. We shall miss her at church and in the homes of her friends, and we feel that the Church is poorer since the death of this much beloved mother in Israel. We trust, however, that as God calls his people home that he will raise up others to fill their places in the Church. Let us wlio are deprived of parental protection and prayers, remember that we can say, “Our Father who art in heaven;” and “that as a father pitieth his children so the Lord pitieth them that fear him.” The gladsome day will come when the “angels shall sing heaven harvest home,” then a union will be established between God and his children that can never be broken, and also a union between all “who have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb.” We commend to her surviving children their mother’s God, and pray that they may fall asleep at last in Jesus, and wake up on the plains of the New. Jerusalem, lo greet with tin- . speakable pleasure andjoy those whom they have loved so fondly in this world. B. K, Thrower.