Obituary of Narcissa Ann Myers Hutcheson, published in the Gospel Advocate under the title "Wife of F. H. Hutcheson Obituary".  Posted in the FindAGrave memorial (GRid=66790500) of her husband, Flavius Josephus Hutcheson.

Sister Narcissa Hutcheson, wife of Elder F. J. Hutcheson, was born Feb. 10, 1834; and died Nov. 6, 1896, having lived more than threescore years, nearly all of which were spent to the glory of God and for the happiness of others. She became religious very early in life, and took upon herself the responsibilities of wife and mother while very young. No woman, I suppose, ever discharged her duty more faithfully and lovingly in the various relationships of life than she did. She was the mother of ten children, eight of whom were raised to be grown. Seven of them are still living, and all are members of the church of Christ, and highly respectable and influential in their community. Some of them are very active in church work. Sister Hutcheson never had time to prepare for the lecture field, or to attend ladies' conventions and clubs. She was too busy for that in helping her husband, raising and training her children in the nurture and admonition of the Lord, and visiting the sick and poor about her. Her name did not appear in the papers often, but it is written in indelible letters in the "Lamb's Book of Life;" and her memory will abide as a sweet benediction in the hearts of all who know her. She was a model preacher's wifepatient, industrious, strong in faith, and heartily in sympathy with her devoted husband in all his labors and aspirations. In his letter to me, Brother Hutcheson says: "I will have to finish the battle of life without her who has ever stood firmly by my side, a tower of strength." She was sick for several months, and suffered much; but, with beautiful resignation to the Master's will, she endured it all without a murmur or complaint. Her death was a glorious triumph. Just before the grim monster came, pointing upward, she exclaimed, "Glory! glory!" and sang, calmly and sweetly, a few lines. Soon afterwards she fell asleep in Jesus. Sweet rest! Sweet peace! What a beautiful ending to her faithful life! O, let us die the death of the righteous, and let our last end be like hers!

--W. H. Sutton. Gospel Advocate, January 7, 1897, page 12.