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In Memory of William Dickens 

William Dickens, better known as Uncle William, born on Peach Tree, 
Raleigh County, then Virginia, now West Virginia, January 4, 1843. 
Died at his old home October 30, 1918, age seventy-five years, 
nine months, and twenty-six days. 

Brother Dickens volunteered in Company H, 8th Virginia Infantry. 
Was afterward mustered as the Seventh West Virginia Calvary, 
was discharged at the close of the war 1865. Union Army.

 After returning home from the war he married Miss Nancy E. Turner, 
a sister to Capt. William and John B. Turner, Jr. To this marriage 
was given eight sons and two daughters, all of whom still survive 
him except his wife and eldest daughter who passed away just a few years 
since. The surviving children except one are members of the M. E. Church.

 About forty years ago brother Dickens was converted and became a 
member of the M. E. Church, lived and reared his family in the 
same faith. Brother Dickens was not only a Methodist in name, 
but was as loyal to his church as any man that ever served as a Pastor; 
and having served him as such for six years, I think I have a 
fair chance to actually know the man.

 He was loving as a husband, kind and tender as a father, honest and 
upright as a neighbor, and loyal as a man could be to church and nation. 
He was noble, generous and kind. He leaves three brothers, 
two sisters, and many friends to mourn his departure.

 For some time he has been suffering from rheumatism in his 
shoulder; a physician was called who decided it was neuralgia. 
He had been sitting on the porch in the evening, got up and walked 
out into the orchard, there knelt and prayed, first, 
for his family, then for his neighbors, and lastly for everybody.
He then came back into the house; lay down on the bed and told 
someone to call the boys; he then talked to the family, told them 
what he wanted them to do; he also told them whom he wanted to preach 
his funeral sermon and in a few minutes calmly fell asleep
in the arms of Jesus.

 He was laid to rest in the grave yard near Pine Knob, November 1, 1918. 
The funeral services were in the hands of the writer.

 Peace to his ashes.
 

Contributed by W. W. Workman
 
 

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