Devoted to the Propagation and Defense of New Testament Christianity
VOLUME 13
August 24, 1961
NUMBER 16, PAGE 2b

C. R. Nichol

Pryde E. Hinton, Dora, Alabama

On July 7, 1961, I received a telegram from sister E. A. Priddy, saying her great father, C. R. Nichol, had gone to be with Christ. I have received many letters from brother Nichol during his rather long illness. He would tell of his progress toward physical recovery. Then he would ask a question concerning the Scriptures, for me to answer in my next letter to him. He said once, not more than a year ago, that he was now learning more than he had ever learned, and he was enjoying his studies in the Book. I shall collect all his letters to me, and keep them for future reading when I get discouraged, or need the strength that comes from such a brother in Christ.

To sister Priddy I wrote:

"In the language of Edgar Guest, with 'Nick' substituted for 'Riley,' I, who knew your great father, and loved him dearly, would say:

'There's a heap of sadness in this good old world today, There are lumpy throats this mornin' now that 'Nick' has gone away.

There's a voice now stilled forever that in sweetness only spoke, An' whispered words of courage with a faith that never broke.'

"I had hoped that he might recover sufficiently to come over to Alabama and preach for us again. I wrote to him that all I needed was just enough time to get a lapel 'mike' so that not one precious word of his masterful sermons might be wasted."

I think I loved C. R. Nichol most for the way he made me feel that I was his equal, though I knew well his superiority. "How are the mighty fallen in the midst of the battle!