doubt she has stood many a time by those 

 ancient graves and thought of the beautiful 

 services held in those old church walls, in 

 which the same people "at rest" now for more 

 than a century, participated, praying from the 

 depths of their hearts and singing the old-time 

 hymns, as "How Firm a Foundation, ye saints 

 of the Lord, is laid for your faith in His 

 excellent Word," until the very woods around 

 echoed with those prayers and melodies, which 

 were being wafted on gentle breezes to the 

 great white throne. Her own "faith in His 

 excellent Word" carried her through much 

 suffering and great weariness and she never 

 yielded to bodily suffering to the exclusion of 

 constant thought of others. Nor did her in- 

 terest in this society ever wane. Perhaps one 

 of the last times she ever used a pen was to 

 sign, with satisfaction to herself, an applica- 

 tion blank for a new member. 



J^elping €f)ilDren to i^appine^^ 



"And with the morn those angel faces smile, 

 Which I have loved long since and lost awhile." 



The Marion Sprunt Playgrounds. 



Bearing the name of their dearly loved and 

 beautiful daughter, these playgrounds, four or 

 five in number, established by Mr. and Mrs. 

 Sprunt in various parts of Wilmington, have 



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