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Mrs. Rebecca Jane MURRELL, daughter of Joseph and
Mary GAUTIER, was born near Burke's Garden, Tazewell County,
Virginia, October 25, 1848, and departed this life in Pocahontas, Va.,
March 26, 1913, being 64 years, 5 months and one day old. In early
childhood her parents moved to Giles county, where she spent her
girlhood and a good portion of her womanhood. Mrs. MURRELL was
thrice married - first to William S. WILBURN in 1866. To this
union four children were born - Mrs. William S. KABRICK, of
Blacksburg, Va., Mrs. Gaston C. CALLOWAY, of Graham, W. O.
WILBURN, deceased and Lewis, who died in infancy. The second union
was to Henry G. DENNIS in 1879, and to them were born three
children; Mrs. Minnie GEISON, of Pocahontas, James DENNIS,
of Albany, N.Y.; and George DENNIS, deceased. The third union
took place in the year 1895 to James H. MURRELL, of Tazewell
county, who preceded her by several years to the last resting place.
Mrs. MURRELL was converted at the age of thirteen at the Old
Wabash Camp Ground in Giles county, at which time she united with the
M.E. Church, South, and ever remained within its pales, living an
exemplary Christian life until she was told it was enough and came
higher. Mrs. MURRELL came to Pocahontas in the eighties, and has
lived here ever since. No one knew her but to like her, and her death
removes not only one of the best, but one of the best known of
Pocahontas people. Her funeral was held at the M.E. church here Friday,
March 28th, conducted by her pastor, Rev. C.K. WINGO, assisted by
Rev. J.S. MONTGOMERY, of the Presbyterian church; Rev. W. R.
RICKMAN, of the Baptist church, and Rev. W. M. MINTER of the
Christian church, all of whom paid loving tributes to her worth and
Christian character. Her remains were taken to Giles county for
interment by the side of her first husband, accompanied by Rev. Mr.
WINGO and members of the family. The words of Rev. Mr. WINGO'S
text were so appropriate in her case: "Mark the perfect man and behold
the upright, for the end of that man is peace" for her going was
peaceful, "as one who wraps the drapery of his couch about him and lies
down to pleasant dreams."
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