Crum, Lucy Ann Combs

Passed: 1920-03-01

Age: 80

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Death Notice: 1920-03-01

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Information: Mrs. Lucy Ann Crum was born at Sandyville, Jackson county, W. Va., January 12, 1840, and died March 1, 1920 at her home on Cow Run, in Jackson county, where she had lived nearly all of her married life.  She was happily converted to God in her 16th year under the ministry of Rev. Paul Hoffman of the M. E. Church, South, and in that church she held her membership until she was transferred to the church triumphant.  She held on to her Lord and Master by a simple faith and trust for 64 years after her conversion and passed away peacefully and trustingly in that faith which she had kept through the 64 years of her life.  No one doubts her safety in making the voyage across the sea of death to the haven of her eternal home.  Her maiden name was Combs, daughter of William D. Combs, long since deceased, and was happily married to Martin Crum on the 14th day of February, 1861, and to that union were born five children, only two of whom survive her.  In February, 1892, her husband died, leaving her a widow and in that lonely state she lived for 28 years, she and her only daughter, Emma, but near to and under the watchful care of her devoted son who never failed to look after her comfort.  She leaves two sisters and two brothers to mourn their loss.  The sisters are Mrs. Helen Pruden of Cottageville, Jackson county, and Pornetia Pickens of Iowa, and the brothers surviving are Messrs. Ed and Clay Combs.  A beautiful life has closed peacefully and triumphally.  That life needs no eulogy from us, because that life itself is more eloquent than human speech.  Our feeble words can add nothing to the eloquence of such a life.  May her children and kindred all strive to emulate her virtues, and so well succeed as that they may all be gathered unto her in that far away home of the soul when life's trials are ended.  We buried her with christian honors in the Antioch cemetery on the hill overlooking the home where she dwelt so long.  H. T. Watts.