Lawrence County KyArchives Obituaries.....Cassell, Henry T December 4, 1897 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/ky/kyfiles.html ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Deanna Meeks http://www.genrecords.net/emailregistry/vols/00018.html#0004285 January 8, 2024, 3:09 pm Big Sandy Mews January 7th 1898 Jan 7 Henry T. Cassell died of consumption at the home of his venerable parents near Kise station December 4th, 1897 aged 37 years, 7 months and 4 days. He was the son of William and Cynthia Cassell, good, pious old people whom it looked hard indeed to have such a bitter trial in their old age. Henry T. had been sick one year. He joined the Methodist church two years ago but was not converted until eight days before his death. Three children have preceded him the better land. He found disease and death so hard and clung so fondly to life until he saw that he must meet his God, prepared or unprepared, then he prayed earnestly for divine grace to sustain through the ordeal of death, and for the salvation of his soul, and the good Lord who never turns any one away empty handed, heard his prayer and spake peace to his soul. Just a moment before his spirit took its flight he called his mother ( Mother! oh word that makes the home!). He clasped her hand and said : Farewell Ma; I’m going home!” and he was gone to our Father’s house where are bright mansions prepared for all who put their trust in Him. “Death but summons us to come, To our Fathers home of love, Just to close our eyes in sleep, While our hearts our souls above.” “ Then to join the heavenly throng Of God’s angels bright and fair, Safely anchored in His house Freed from earthy woe and care” Henry T. as we always called him, was born and lived all his life in this vicinity. He was a quiet citizen and was called by his brethren “a Good Old fellow,” and he died a good Christian, in the full triumphs of a living faith. Can we ask for more? His form and name have faded to a memory but when we say he is gone where the chilly winds of adversity will buffet him no more! Gone where there is no more sickness or sorrow, where he will never say, “I am tired! so tired!” anymore. Gone from all this is sad and sorrowful to the place where Jesus is; to the home of the soul, where all is good, and true, and beautiful. His loved one can meet him as he asked them, in the home of the soul. For it is said: Look unto me, all ye ends of the earth, and be ye saved. What a glorious thought, that there is no death, only sleep, sweet sleep. Oh how sweet it will be in that beautiful land, So free from sorrow and pain, With songs on our lips, with and harps in our hands, To meet one another up there. File at: http://files.usgwarchives.net/ky/lawrence/obits/c/cassell1209nob.txt This file has been created by a form at http://www.genrecords.net/kyfiles/