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, 1841 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."
When friend meets with friend in that Eden above,
Who have walked side by side here below,
And they join in the songs of Christ and His love,
They will then surely each other know.
--A Friend
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