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From: "Betty Sellers" <>
Subject: Jones - Memorial 1905
Date: Mon, 15 Dec 1997 22:52:05 -0800


Cadiz Record 1905

IN MEMORY
Of Mr. John C. Jones, of Between the Rivers
Canton, Ky Jan 12, 1905
John C. Jones, a respected citizen of this county, died at his home at
Center Furnace the 30th day of December, 1904. His remains were brought to
Canton by his sons, William and Cash Jones, on Sunday January 1st. the
remains were taken into the Union Church where Brother Charlie Herndon
preached a good funeral sermon to a company of his old friends and
acquaintances. He was then taken to the Canton cemetery, where he was
buried by the side of his first wife. Bro. Jones was a native of Christian
county. He was born March 1, 1826. Nearly 79 years old when he died. He
moved to Trigg county in 1835, and engaged in school teaching. He would go
to New Orleans occasionally on a flat boat. He joined Mt. Pleasant Baptist
Church in 1852, and for some time acted as clerk. He moved back to
Christian county in 1862 and joined Sinking Fork church and lived in that
church eleven years. When he came back to Trigg he was a member of the
Centon Church until he left there for the Furnace, and died a member of
Cumberland church. He married a Miss Anderson in 1849. She died at the
ferry house at Canton in 1877. He married a Miss Barnes in 1892, whom he
leaves with several children. He has three living sons by his first wife,
and they are all married and have families, who will moutn for him. Brother
Jones made many friends while he lived at the ferry house opposite Canton.
He was kind and accommodating to all. Very few people welcome death. To
most of us it is a hideous monster, but to a man of the simple faith of
Brother Jones it was like the sun going down to let the sable wing of night
and oblivinn enfold him. Just a little time and then the rosy morning of a
new life begins to peep and now the glorious sun comes back in the east to
kiss the sable clouds to brightness and drive the darkness and shadows away.
He was a very well educated man, and read much but he never learned enough
to shake his faith in the Bible. He was as sure of the existence of God and
Christ as he was of Bryan and Roosevelt. Heaven to him was a place as much
as Cadiz or Canton, and he was as sure there was a hell as he was that there
was an Eddyville prison. He told me often that he had not the least doubt
that he had been comverted, and that God would surely save him,at last. I
think he persevered up to his faith. I enjoy writing this little story of a
good man's life. He was my friend. He had some faults, -- who haas not?
His faith was, as pure and simple as a child's -- the only kind that will
steady and cheer us amid the strains of life and enable us to say in the
end, "Where is thy sting, grave, where is they victory." J. H. LACKEY

Betty Sellers

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