MISCELLANEOUS
The marriage was to take place soon after the session of the Conference for that year, but on his way to Conference which met in this town of Wytheville, his young and hopeful life was broken by a stroke of paralysis, which left him an invalid forever. She was released from her marriage promise, unsolicited on her part. For twelve long years she waited, though her hand was solicited once and again, while he, much of the time helpless, was cared for by his parents at the old home. At the end of the twelve years the sick man wrote, "Mary you won't marry, and I can't die, will you have me now?" and she, dear heart, who had longed all these weary years to be by his side, but woman-like dared not to say it, answered yes. They were married Jan. 28th, 1848, and she took the love of her bright girlhood to nurse and care for for the remainder of his life. She was a woman of superior gifts and graces.
She lived a widow and claimant on the Conference until April 14th, 1892, when death took her name off your roll, and the angels her spirit to the skies. She sleeps by her husband in Gray Cemetery, Knoxville. Tenn.