Bro. L. M. Bright died July 7, 1882, in Morgan Township, at the residence of his father, Jacob L. Bright, after a lingering illness of nearly a year-in the 38th year of his age. He was buried in the Leon Cemetery, and a large crowd of friends and relatives followed him to his last resting place. He leaves a wife and five little children, also an old father and mother, two brothers and two sisters to mourn his loss.
How true the saying, "Death is no respecter of persons." He was a citizen of our town and highly respected by all who knew him, for his noble and generous heart. He went to his father's about two weeks before he died, with the intention of trying the virtues of the mineral spring at Lineville, but took worse and was not permitted to return till he was brought back a corpse.
He was a soldier in the Union Army. He enlisted in Company H, 7th Missouri Cavalry; served two years; re-enlisted in the 13th Missouri Cavalry and served till May, 1866, and it was often said he was the stoutest man in the regiment. He was converted several years ago, and united with the Baptist Church, but at his death belonged to the First-Day Advents, and died in the triumph of a living faith. He bore his sickness with Christian fortitude, and was perfectly resigned to the will of God, sanctified wholly in the Lord, telling his friends he was willing to go but wanted them to meet him in Heaven, where parting would be no more, and after singing those beautiful lines,
"My days are gliding swiftly by, And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as they fly, Those hours of toil and danger."
He shouted "Glory! Hallelujah! Amen!"
The last song he requested them to sing, was so sweet to his soul-
"O sing to me of Heaven, When I am called to die; Sing songs of holy ecstacy, To wait my soul on high."
We do not sorrow as those that have no hope, for we know on the resurrection morn Bro. Bright will sing, "O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is they victory?"