From The Mountain Eagle, February 12, 1896
Submitted by Robin Sterling

Mrs. Mary Butler. Died of consumption, at the residence of her husband, John D. Butler, at Haleysville, Ala., Feb'y 6th, 1896, Mrs. Nancy Butler, aged 36 years, 10 months and 14 days. Death at all times "the dreadful messenger," whether coming in the early morn of life when the prattling infant is called to its home before its feet are weary with walking life's pathway, or in old age when life's burdens have pressed so heavily that we fain would ret. Death's dark approach is ever saddening to those that remain, but more than all do we mourn the death of the mother. No love so tender as hers, no guardianship so true, no devotion so immeasurable, and while we would join in the sorrows of the stricken ones and give to them our tenderest sympathy, yet we are consoled with the blessed thought that a loving child has been called to its father's home, an earthly tabernacle has been exchanged for a heavenly mansion, "a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens," and in its peaceful abode an earth-worn traveller rests forever in the delightful companionship of heavenly saints.

Mrs. Nancy Butler, nee Kelley, was the daughter of John and Martha Kelley, was born at Eldridge, Ala., March 22nd, 1859. She was converted and joined the Missionary Baptist Church while in her thirteenth year, and during the remainder of her life she always abounded in the graces of a true christian. She exhibited during her illness the utmost cheerfulness and resignation to the Master's will, and with a faith that knew no wavering, died in the full triumph of the same. She was buried in the family burial ground near Eldridge with father and mother, where she awaits the coming of Christ on the great resurrection morn. To her husband and child, brothers and sisters who are sad on account of her death, weep not, for your loved one has only "Just gone before," and in the sweet bye and bye, you can with the help of Him who says "my grace is sufficient for thee," clasp hands with her on the other shore. J.A.H.