Edgefield County ScArchives Obituaries.....Jeffries, Eliza Ann [Anderson] (Mrs. H. L.) February 14, 1880
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"The Jacksonville Republican"
Jacksonville, Calhoun Co., Alabama
 
NEWSPAPER Issue of February 28, 1880 
 
IN MEMORY OF MRS. ELIZA ANN JEFFRIES 
 
In memory of Mrs. Eliza Ann Jeffries, who under a sudden attack of pneumonia, 
fell asleep in Jesus on the 14th of Feb. 1880 at the residence of her son-in-
law Prof. W.P. McKeller, Childersburg, Ala. 
 
Mrs. Jeffries was the daughter of Thomas and Eliza Ann Anderson, was born in 
Edgefield Dist., South Carolina, Jan. 15, 1807, therefore at her death was in 
her 74th year. In 1830 she was, upon the confession of her faith in Christ, 
immersed and joined the Baptist church at the Lester Springs, Edgefield Dist. 
South Carolina. 
 
On the evening of the 12th of November 1833 she was married to H.L. Jeffries by 
Rev. Chas. D. Mallory. In 1840, preferring to take the bible and the bible 
alone for her rule of faith and practice, she with her husband united 
themselves to the Christian Congregation known as Disciples or the Church of 
Christ, in Augusta, Ga. in which connection she lived in faith, hope and love, 
until she passed into that divine rest prepared for the people of God. Her pure 
piety and implicit trust in Christ as her Savior, her love for God her heavenly 
father, her knowledge of, and love for the word of God, especially the New 
Testament, made her ever cheerful and happy. 
 
Her kindness of heart, social character and ever readiness to excuse, forgive 
and cover the faults of others, together with her patience, meekness and 
gentleness, was indeed remarkable and won the love and admiration of all. Dear 
friends, in our musing, do we apprehend what a glorious event it is for the 
pure in heart to die. 
 
Our Mother, who had long been our guardian angel, changed worlds, and when the 
sunlght of the eternal world fell upon her brow, we saw in her placid face, the 
radiance of a smiling angel; when we looked into her tender eyes and gazed upon 
her smiling countenance, we saw as others did, that her mortal garments had 
waxed old and feeble, but it was not to us a symbol of decay, for in her long 
past and within and beyond, we recognized her in all her beauty, loveliness and 
eternal happiness. 
 
Her long life with its youthful romance, its prosaic cares, its quiet sunshine, 
as well as its trials and troubles, was culminating to its close and as the end 
drew near, all clouds, fogs, and mists rolled away, she stepped forth with oil 
in her lamp, accompanied by angels and entered into the brilliancy of God's 
eternal son. Oh, then we felt that it would be selfishness to weep and could 
but join in congratulations, for her life was beautiful and her death 
triumphant. Beside her couch we sat and traced with loving fancy the new life 
then opening before her, yea, with tears and smiles we recognized it. Doubts 
never appeared in our view, for from earliest childhood, we have no memories of 
her inconsistencies, in word or in deed, to that of a true christian. 
 
Throughout the last day she said but little, but her serene and happy 
countenance gave abundant evidence that angels were taking her to their 
companionship. Without a sign or the move of a muscle, she resigned her worn 
out body to us. 
 
While her immortal soul clothed in the bridal garments which she had woven, 
washed and made white in the blood of the Lamb, joined the Bridegroom and 
entered Heaven. 
 
Sweet Mother. She is breathing vernal zephyrs now, and with every breath a 
spring like life and joy are wafted through her being. Mother, beautiful and 
beloved, some sweet embryo of joy fills the chambers of our hearts, as we 
contemplate the scenes with which you are becoming familiar; which greatly 
consoles your aged husband and devoted children. 

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