(Obituary supplied by Martha Reid 19 UDC)
Good Woman Is Gone
At noon last 3rd Sunday the spirit of Aunt Lou King went back to the God who gave it. On Monday, in the presence of a large congregation at Pleasant Hill church Bro. Oakes, her pastor, in an impressive manner conducted the funeral service, after which her tired body was laid to rest beside her husband, to await the resurrection morn.
She was born January 17, 1838 and died Dec. 21, 1919. Between those dates lived one of the most faithful, patient, and unselfish women the writer has ever known; and it is only because of her request for me to write this memorial that I even try to, for there's no tongue that can tell nor pen that can write the good deeds this dear old lady has done.
She was a devoted Christian and ready when the angel came; having trusted her Savior and united with the Methodist church in early life, she was a faithful attendant at church, visitor to the shut-in, the sick and the lonely. While physically able she was always doing good.
Aunt Lou was the mother of a very large family, but only five of her children survive her. Two daughters--Mrs. Stinson, now living at Pickton, and Mrs. Patrick of Daingerfield. Her sons, Sylvester, Jack, and Mack King, are all settled in life near the old home. After rearing her own family, she could be more patient and see after more grand-children than any grandmother ever known by the writer. She was a pioneer settler with her husband, Uncle Jim King, in the Pleasant Hill community. They were prominently connected with the early history of this church, having lived there fifty years, and are to be numbered with its most steadfast members and supporters. She was a woman of energy and strong determination, only retiring from active work when affliction came.
Her home was an open home--open to friends, open to strangers and the friendless, and especially so to the poor. Years ago she tented each year at old Pleasant Hill camp ground and her tent was a hospitable one. She fed more people than it seemed possible. She just moved on in the even tenor of her way, cooking and waiting on guests, exhorting sinners to accept the Savior, and like Hannah of old, worshiping God continually. If any old time Methodist preacher reads this, he'll sanction the above. Very few like her remain. She possessed a lovable disposition, and to know her was to love her; she lived, walked and talked in the light of God's glory.
Several years ago her health began to fail and she had since made her home with her son, Jack King. Aunt Lou suffered long and much, but her patience showed her resignation to the will of God. Her children are sorely grieved and we sympathize with them in the loss of a mother. But children, you know that your mother has gone to live with the angels and that some day you will have a reunion with her in that land "across the bar".
Bio:
Lou spent the next fourteen years under the care of her son Jack and her daughter Liz. Confined to a wheelchair in her later years, she was attended by Dr Perry Davis. She was living with Jack's family at the time of her death 21 Dec 1919. According to Dr Davis's statement on Lou's death certificate, she died of mitral stenosis, or hardening of a heart valve. She was survived by five of her children, forty-one grandchildren, twenty-three great-grandchildren, and a great-great-granddaughter. Lou's obituary was titled "Good Woman Is Gone."
Lou's great-grandson JC Davis remembered all his life that when he was small, Lou would play peek-a-boo with him while she sat in her rocking chair. He would go to one side of her chair, she would peek at him and grab for him, then he would run around to the other side of her chair and do the same thing, over and over again.
One of Lou's grandchildren, Rena King Blake, recalled that the only time she ever saw her King grandmother was on a visit sometime in 1919. This would have been only a short time before Lou's death. Rena's one impression of Lou was that the King men all looked like her. Milton King, who was a child in Jack and Bessie King's household during Lou's last years, recalls that when Lou was bedfast, Bessie would bathe her, then the children would wash her feet.
Good Woman Is Gone
At noon last 3rd Sunday the spirit of Aunt Lou King went back to the God who gave it. On Monday, in the presence of a large congregation at Pleasant Hill church Bro. Oakes, her pastor, in an impressive manner conducted the funeral service, after which her tired body was laid to rest beside her husband, to await the resurrection morn.
She was born January 17, 1838 and died Dec. 21, 1919. Between those dates lived one of the most faithful, patient, and unselfish women the writer has ever known; and it is only because of her request for me to write this memorial that I even try to, for there's no tongue that can tell nor pen that can write the good deeds this dear old lady has done.
She was a devoted Christian and ready when the angel came; having trusted her Savior and united with the Methodist church in early life, she was a faithful attendant at church, visitor to the shut-in, the sick and the lonely. While physically able she was always doing good.
Aunt Lou was the mother of a very large family, but only five of her children survive her. Two daughters--Mrs. Stinson, now living at Pickton, and Mrs. Patrick of Daingerfield. Her sons, Sylvester, Jack, and Mack King, are all settled in life near the old home. After rearing her own family, she could be more patient and see after more grand-children than any grandmother ever known by the writer. She was a pioneer settler with her husband, Uncle Jim King, in the Pleasant Hill community. They were prominently connected with the early history of this church, having lived there fifty years, and are to be numbered with its most steadfast members and supporters. She was a woman of energy and strong determination, only retiring from active work when affliction came.
Her home was an open home--open to friends, open to strangers and the friendless, and especially so to the poor. Years ago she tented each year at old Pleasant Hill camp ground and her tent was a hospitable one. She fed more people than it seemed possible. She just moved on in the even tenor of her way, cooking and waiting on guests, exhorting sinners to accept the Savior, and like Hannah of old, worshiping God continually. If any old time Methodist preacher reads this, he'll sanction the above. Very few like her remain. She possessed a lovable disposition, and to know her was to love her; she lived, walked and talked in the light of God's glory.
Several years ago her health began to fail and she had since made her home with her son, Jack King. Aunt Lou suffered long and much, but her patience showed her resignation to the will of God. Her children are sorely grieved and we sympathize with them in the loss of a mother. But children, you know that your mother has gone to live with the angels and that some day you will have a reunion with her in that land "across the bar".
Bio:
Lou spent the next fourteen years under the care of her son Jack and her daughter Liz. Confined to a wheelchair in her later years, she was attended by Dr Perry Davis. She was living with Jack's family at the time of her death 21 Dec 1919. According to Dr Davis's statement on Lou's death certificate, she died of mitral stenosis, or hardening of a heart valve. She was survived by five of her children, forty-one grandchildren, twenty-three great-grandchildren, and a great-great-granddaughter. Lou's obituary was titled "Good Woman Is Gone."
Lou's great-grandson JC Davis remembered all his life that when he was small, Lou would play peek-a-boo with him while she sat in her rocking chair. He would go to one side of her chair, she would peek at him and grab for him, then he would run around to the other side of her chair and do the same thing, over and over again.
One of Lou's grandchildren, Rena King Blake, recalled that the only time she ever saw her King grandmother was on a visit sometime in 1919. This would have been only a short time before Lou's death. Rena's one impression of Lou was that the King men all looked like her. Milton King, who was a child in Jack and Bessie King's household during Lou's last years, recalls that when Lou was bedfast, Bessie would bathe her, then the children would wash her feet.
(Obituary supplied by Martha Reid 19 UDC)
Good Woman Is Gone
At noon last 3rd Sunday the spirit of Aunt Lou King went back to the God who gave it. On Monday, in the presence of a large congregation at Pleasant Hill church Bro. Oakes, her pastor, in an impressive manner conducted the funeral service, after which her tired body was laid to rest beside her husband, to await the resurrection morn.
She was born January 17, 1838 and died Dec. 21, 1919. Between those dates lived one of the most faithful, patient, and unselfish women the writer has ever known; and it is only because of her request for me to write this memorial that I even try to, for there's no tongue that can tell nor pen that can write the good deeds this dear old lady has done.
She was a devoted Christian and ready when the angel came; having trusted her Savior and united with the Methodist church in early life, she was a faithful attendant at church, visitor to the shut-in, the sick and the lonely. While physically able she was always doing good.
Aunt Lou was the mother of a very large family, but only five of her children survive her. Two daughters--Mrs. Stinson, now living at Pickton, and Mrs. Patrick of Daingerfield. Her sons, Sylvester, Jack, and Mack King, are all settled in life near the old home. After rearing her own family, she could be more patient and see after more grand-children than any grandmother ever known by the writer. She was a pioneer settler with her husband, Uncle Jim King, in the Pleasant Hill community. They were prominently connected with the early history of this church, having lived there fifty years, and are to be numbered with its most steadfast members and supporters. She was a woman of energy and strong determination, only retiring from active work when affliction came.
Her home was an open home--open to friends, open to strangers and the friendless, and especially so to the poor. Years ago she tented each year at old Pleasant Hill camp ground and her tent was a hospitable one. She fed more people than it seemed possible. She just moved on in the even tenor of her way, cooking and waiting on guests, exhorting sinners to accept the Savior, and like Hannah of old, worshiping God continually. If any old time Methodist preacher reads this, he'll sanction the above. Very few like her remain. She possessed a lovable disposition, and to know her was to love her; she lived, walked and talked in the light of God's glory.
Several years ago her health began to fail and she had since made her home with her son, Jack King. Aunt Lou suffered long and much, but her patience showed her resignation to the will of God. Her children are sorely grieved and we sympathize with them in the loss of a mother. But children, you know that your mother has gone to live with the angels and that some day you will have a reunion with her in that land "across the bar".
Bio:
Lou spent the next fourteen years under the care of her son Jack and her daughter Liz. Confined to a wheelchair in her later years, she was attended by Dr Perry Davis. She was living with Jack's family at the time of her death 21 Dec 1919. According to Dr Davis's statement on Lou's death certificate, she died of mitral stenosis, or hardening of a heart valve. She was survived by five of her children, forty-one grandchildren, twenty-three great-grandchildren, and a great-great-granddaughter. Lou's obituary was titled "Good Woman Is Gone."
Lou's great-grandson JC Davis remembered all his life that when he was small, Lou would play peek-a-boo with him while she sat in her rocking chair. He would go to one side of her chair, she would peek at him and grab for him, then he would run around to the other side of her chair and do the same thing, over and over again.
One of Lou's grandchildren, Rena King Blake, recalled that the only time she ever saw her King grandmother was on a visit sometime in 1919. This would have been only a short time before Lou's death. Rena's one impression of Lou was that the King men all looked like her. Milton King, who was a child in Jack and Bessie King's household during Lou's last years, recalls that when Lou was bedfast, Bessie would bathe her, then the children would wash her feet.
Good Woman Is Gone
At noon last 3rd Sunday the spirit of Aunt Lou King went back to the God who gave it. On Monday, in the presence of a large congregation at Pleasant Hill church Bro. Oakes, her pastor, in an impressive manner conducted the funeral service, after which her tired body was laid to rest beside her husband, to await the resurrection morn.
She was born January 17, 1838 and died Dec. 21, 1919. Between those dates lived one of the most faithful, patient, and unselfish women the writer has ever known; and it is only because of her request for me to write this memorial that I even try to, for there's no tongue that can tell nor pen that can write the good deeds this dear old lady has done.
She was a devoted Christian and ready when the angel came; having trusted her Savior and united with the Methodist church in early life, she was a faithful attendant at church, visitor to the shut-in, the sick and the lonely. While physically able she was always doing good.
Aunt Lou was the mother of a very large family, but only five of her children survive her. Two daughters--Mrs. Stinson, now living at Pickton, and Mrs. Patrick of Daingerfield. Her sons, Sylvester, Jack, and Mack King, are all settled in life near the old home. After rearing her own family, she could be more patient and see after more grand-children than any grandmother ever known by the writer. She was a pioneer settler with her husband, Uncle Jim King, in the Pleasant Hill community. They were prominently connected with the early history of this church, having lived there fifty years, and are to be numbered with its most steadfast members and supporters. She was a woman of energy and strong determination, only retiring from active work when affliction came.
Her home was an open home--open to friends, open to strangers and the friendless, and especially so to the poor. Years ago she tented each year at old Pleasant Hill camp ground and her tent was a hospitable one. She fed more people than it seemed possible. She just moved on in the even tenor of her way, cooking and waiting on guests, exhorting sinners to accept the Savior, and like Hannah of old, worshiping God continually. If any old time Methodist preacher reads this, he'll sanction the above. Very few like her remain. She possessed a lovable disposition, and to know her was to love her; she lived, walked and talked in the light of God's glory.
Several years ago her health began to fail and she had since made her home with her son, Jack King. Aunt Lou suffered long and much, but her patience showed her resignation to the will of God. Her children are sorely grieved and we sympathize with them in the loss of a mother. But children, you know that your mother has gone to live with the angels and that some day you will have a reunion with her in that land "across the bar".
Bio:
Lou spent the next fourteen years under the care of her son Jack and her daughter Liz. Confined to a wheelchair in her later years, she was attended by Dr Perry Davis. She was living with Jack's family at the time of her death 21 Dec 1919. According to Dr Davis's statement on Lou's death certificate, she died of mitral stenosis, or hardening of a heart valve. She was survived by five of her children, forty-one grandchildren, twenty-three great-grandchildren, and a great-great-granddaughter. Lou's obituary was titled "Good Woman Is Gone."
Lou's great-grandson JC Davis remembered all his life that when he was small, Lou would play peek-a-boo with him while she sat in her rocking chair. He would go to one side of her chair, she would peek at him and grab for him, then he would run around to the other side of her chair and do the same thing, over and over again.
One of Lou's grandchildren, Rena King Blake, recalled that the only time she ever saw her King grandmother was on a visit sometime in 1919. This would have been only a short time before Lou's death. Rena's one impression of Lou was that the King men all looked like her. Milton King, who was a child in Jack and Bessie King's household during Lou's last years, recalls that when Lou was bedfast, Bessie would bathe her, then the children would wash her feet.
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