All Rights Reserved By HDM For This Digital Publication Copyright 1993 -- 2002 Holiness Data Ministry Duplication of this CD by any means is forbidden, and copies of individual files must be made in accordance with the restrictions stated in the B4UCopy.txt file on this CD. SAINTLY WOMEN AND DEATH-BED TRIUMPHS By Maxwell Pierson Gaddis Original And Compiled From The Most Authentic Records By Maxwell Pierson Gaddis, Sr., Of the Cincinnati Annual Conference Author of Foot-Prints of an Itinerant Brief Recollections Sacred Hour Conversion of a Skeptic Personal Experience Last Words and Old-Time Memories With An Introduction By Mrs. E. T. Wells New York And Pittsburgh Phillips & Hunt Cincinnati And Chicago; Walden & Stowe 1880 Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1880, By Rev. Maxwell P. Gaddis, Sen., In the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. United Brethren Publishing House, Printers, Stereotypers, Binders, Dayton, Ohio. 1880 * * * * * * * Digital Edition 05/14/2002 By Holiness Data Ministry * * * * * * * CONTENTS Preface Introduction Poems 001 -- Catherine Walker 002 -- Mary Yocum 003 -- Martha Jones 004 -- Mary Ann Sullivan 005 -- Olivia Roe 006 -- Margaret Howard 007 -- Harriet Hildt 008 -- Nancy Hill 009 -- Mary Reynolds Wright 010 -- Mary E. Smith 011 -- Sarah Griffith 012 -- Margaret Chalfant 013 -- Hannah Reed 014 -- Mary Ann Lyda 015 -- Hannah Dimmitt 016 -- Rebecca Susan Cassatt 017 -- Mary C. Bacon 018 -- Elizabeth Davidson 019 -- Caroline Russel Bing 020 -- Anna Casad 021 -- Eliza A. Carpenter 022 -- Jacinthia Spencer 023 -- Hannah Frances Kavanaugh 024 -- Catherine Williams 025 -- Rebecca Daily 026 -- Phoebe Worrall Palmer 027 -- Frances Wood 028 -- Elizabeth Thompson 029 -- Mary Alexander Wentworth 030 -- Eliza Blampied 031 -- Rachel Branch 032 -- Mary Waterman 033 -- Charity Hendershot 034 -- Henrietta Akers 035 -- Mary G. Philips 036 -- Catharine P. Hartman 037 -- Sarah Beharrel 038 -- Ann E. Gardiner 039 -- Nancy R. Holding 040 -- Amanda A. Slagle 041 -- Olive Langdon Reeder 042 -- Hannah J. Whitmer 043 -- Mary Tiffin 044 -- Narcissa R. Ross 045 -- Augusta Clark Cole 046 -- Sarah A. Wolverton 047 -- Elizabeth L. Murphy 048 -- Rebecca B. Connell 049 -- Anna M. Jewell 050 -- Statira J. Lewis 051 -- Cynthia Kidder 052 -- Dorothy Phillips 053 -- Mary Salome Lemanowsky 054 -- Ann M. Randle 055 -- Elizabeth L. Smith 056 -- Rosannah Cox 057 -- Eleanor Bennett 058 -- Amelia E. Kennedy 059 -- Mary Jane Ross Deal 060 -- Susan Lambdon Fowble 061 -- Susan S. Waterman 062 -- Mary Wheeler 063 -- Mary Melvina Ruggles 064 -- Elizabeth M. Simcoe 065 -- Amelia Tabor Drummond 066 -- Jane B. Rust 067 -- Rebecca A. White 068 -- Rachel K. Sutton 069 -- Mary Sutherland 070 -- Lucinda Boucher 071 -- Elizabeth S. Davisson 072 -- Rachel Elsie Swormstedt 073 -- Barbara A. Griffith 074 -- Louisa Jones 075 -- Maria Peebles 076 -- Sarah Ann Bushnell 077 -- Jennie E. Green 078 -- Clarissa Runnells 079 -- Sarah Ann Hayward 080 -- Louisa Mittendorf 081 -- Angeline Wamsley Holliday 082 -- Louisa K. Jackson 083 -- Mary C. Clark 084 -- Sarah Catharine Morris 085 -- Caroline A. Latta 086 -- Sarah Schively 087 -- Martha Hancock 088 -- Sarah A. Rust 089 -- Catherine Lawder 090 -- Lucy Pumphrey 091 -- Amanda Blocher 092 -- Nancy Timmons 093 -- Sarah J. Nation 094 -- Mary Kimball 095 -- Hannah Pierce Reeves 096 -- Eleanor M. Mitchell 097 -- Louisa Wood 098 -- Margaret Lavinia Kelley 099 -- Lucy Harris 100 -- Rachel Dixon 101 -- Jane Henninger 102 -- Eliza Pitezel 103 -- Mary Elizabeth Heath 104 -- Naomi Gaddis 105 -- Harriet H. Chaplin 106 -- Margaret Willey 107 -- Eunice Dubois 108 -- Mary Frazier Gaddis 109 -- Mary Elizabeth Clark 110 -- India Goodrich Deem 111 -- Ruth Jones 112 -- Frances Kirk Thurber 113 -- Sarah Rowe 114 -- Eliza Jane Smith 115 -- Jennie F. Fee 116 -- Elizabeth Myers Locke 117 -- Mary Beall 118 -- Martha. Beauchamp 119 -- Anna E. McHugh 120 -- Eliza Parsons 121 -- Mrs. Bishop Morris 122 -- Rebecca L. Moffitt 123 -- Martha Lewis 124 -- Sarah E. Pollard 125 -- Isabell Hare 126 -- Frances Fellows 127 -- Margaret Jane Baldwin 128 -- Mary Ellen Davenport Brooks 129 -- Elizabeth M. Mayo 130 -- Elizabeth Tasker 131 -- Eleanor Evans Cook 132 -- Mary McDonald 133 -- Ruth Young 134 -- Mrs. Currence Camp 135 -- Mrs. _____ Boudinot 136 -- Jane Trimble 137 -- Ann Cartels 138 -- Ann King 139 -- Sophia McLean 140 -- Martha. J. Lewis 141 -- Mary Shadford Easton 142 -- Mrs. Alexander Meharry 143 -- Jessie Moore Sutherland 144 -- Mrs. William Philips 145 -- Hester Ann Perry 146 -- Maggie Mullenix 147 -- Ruth White 148 -- Naomi Jane Peregrine 149 -- Eliza Smith 150 -- Hattie L. Keck 151 -- Mary A. Lorain 152 -- Mary C. Edgar 153 -- Maggie J. Stokes 154 -- Sarah Ellen Stafford Baker 155 -- Lydia K. Harris 156 -- Mary Ann Keyes 157 -- Elizabeth Fisher Keeley 158 -- Margaret Williams 159 -- Eliza A. Stevenson 160 -- Rebecca McCormick 161 -- Clarissa Emery 162 -- Julia L. Dumont 163 -- Elizabeth Rowe 164 -- Ann Kinlock Martin Bryson 165 -- Anna W. Simmons 166 -- Mary Dana Dustin 167 -- Mary Louisa Chitwood 168 -- Sarah Whitney Herr 169 -- Sophia Allen 170 -- Elizabeth McLaughlin 171 -- Matilda Hartman Bowman 172 -- Hannah Wright Benton 173 -- Mrs. Banyard 174 -- Eliza J. Mead 175 -- Lucille Green Cheney 176 -- Miss Ivva Brand 177 -- Eliza A. Kanaga 178 -- Ann Wilkins 179 -- Elizabeth Rayner 180 -- Marie Antoinette Haume 181 -- Sarah Vanderbelt 182 -- Mrs. W. W. Williams 183 -- Rebecca Foster 184 -- Miss Susan Hollingsworth 185 -- Sarah Armstrong 186 -- Annie H. Thomson 187 -- Catherine Windsor 188 -- Elizabeth Talbot Strickland 189 -- Charlotte Thiebou Janes 190 -- Rachel Trimble 191 -- Charlotte Kerr Lewis Brief Mention Saints Asleep In Jesus Poem: Recognition -- By William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878) Poem: One By One * * * * * * * PREFACE Twenty-five years ago I gave notice in our church-papers that I intended, as soon as practicable, to write brief biographical sketches of the deceased wives of pioneer Methodist traveling preachers, and also those of later years, with many of whom I was personally acquainted. I soon received very many valuable and instructive contributions for so desirable a work. These timely papers, prepared by willing hands, coming as they did from warm and loving hearts, were carefully preserved and filed for immediate use or future reference. But owing to long-continued ill health I was reluctantly compelled to abandon the consummation of this long-cherished desire of my heart. Now, after the lapse of many years, I think I can discern the heart of the loving Father in the safe preservation of so many interesting memoirs of the pioneer period. Without them, my work at the present must have resulted in a partial failure. "None wish to be forgotten." To lie down forgotten, and yet be dead -- how dark! "Let the tablets of my record be the hearts of the good." To perpetuate the memory of these sainted heroic women has been with me a "work of love." The Cincinnati Conference, at its session in Hamilton, August 20, 1868, unanimously passed the following resolution, which has been faithfully carried into effect for the last twelve years, with great satisfaction to the church: Resolved, That hereafter, when the wife of any member of this conference, or the widow of a deceased member, shall die, the Committee on Memoirs shall furnish an obituary for her, as in the case of a minister, to be published in the annual minutes of the conference. The preparation of this work of one hundred and seventy short biographies has been a blessing to my own soul. It has revived the happy hours of the past, in my itinerant life, when gentle looks and words of welcome thrilled my heart in the quiet homes of those saintly women, to whom the Master has said, "Come up higher," and share in "my glory," as ye have been partakers of the "sufferings" in your earth-life. "Thou seest the cross -- but who may tell the "joy unspeakable" Eye hath not seen its glow -- Ear hath not heard of it -- the heart hath ne'er Conceived the blossom in its full expanse, That buds in promise here. "Laborers that go Forth weeping into the fields, and sow in tears, Shall come from toil rejoicing." Many sheaves Shalt thou at length, with thy companion, bring And offer to the garner -- many stars Shall deck thee. crowned in righteousness on high, When all the jewels are collected -- there. Knowest all this is sung by angels? When The loudest hallelujahs from yon hills Are breaking, ministers are hailed from earth, Bearing triumphant the trophies of the cross. The choral anthem greets the faithful partner. Oh, what is earth, if this brief life is gilt In such resplendence from another world! Oh, what are tearful hours, and weary years. If there is grace, if there is heaven for thee!" Maxwell Pierson Gaddis, Oakwood, Dayton, Ohio, Aug. 10, 1880. * * * * * * * INTRODUCTION "When thou passest through the waters I will be with thee, and through the rivers they shall not overflow thee; when thou walkest through the fire thou shalt not be burned, neither shall the flame kindle upon thee." This groaning, suffering, dying world is ever craving assuagement of its grief, and deliverance from its anguish. It is a strange fact, but it is a fact that after eighteen centuries of Christian history, deep personal affliction comes to the child of God as a surprise. The body racked with pain, or the heart breaking with grief, turns its surprised, beseeching look upward and says, "Is this my Father's hand? Is God love?" How often we need some Timotheus sent to us to comfort us concerning our faith, "that no man should be moved by these afflictions, for yourselves know that we are appointed thereunto." We are now being made free from sin, but not from suffering. We see not yet all things put under him. "For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now; and not only they, but ourselves also, which have the first-fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit the redemption of the body." We may experience in our souls the answer to that prayer, "As thou, Father, art in me, and I in thee, that they also may be one in us, that the world may believe that thou hast sent me," but we may also experience that we are chosen in the furnace of affliction, that we pass through the waters and walk through the fire. If we have the first experience of oneness with Christ, he will be with us, and the flame shall not kindle upon us. There shall be no disturbance of that union which is eternal life. We may have the first-fruits of the Spirit, we may partake of the Pentecostal blessing, we may have the pivotal point of being so energized by the Holy Ghost that all things turn toward God in us, we may so have our conversation in heaven that the law of spiritual gravity would carry us to the foot of the throne, but as far as our mental and bodily life is concerned, we are still subject to the devastating influences of the fall, and we groan and wait, and are saved by hope, begotten again until a lively hope by the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead. We realize that a part of our salvation is reserved in heaven for us, "ready to be revealed in the last time." O blessed salvation by faith, which cleanses from all sin! O blessed salvation by hope, which sets before us "an inheritance incorruptible, undefiled, and that fadeth not away!" In this volume we walk up and down amid these furnaces. We gaze upon these deep waters through which God's children pass. We feel the efficacy of the sprinkled blood which makes "meet to be partakers of the inheritance of the saints in light." We hear the tones of victory as the gates of death are entered, and we say the world hath need of these witnesses. We see the hand of God leading our sisters into all the privations of pioneer life, that homes may await the itinerant minister as he hastens on his way with the everlasting gospel. We hear these hand-maidens, whose souls do magnify the Lord, not waiting for license, nor standing at the door of any ecclesiastical body knocking for entrance, but obeying the angelic voice proclaiming the risen Lord. We see women persistently sitting at the feet of Jesus, when very good people are sure they ought to be more troubled about the many things that custom and selfishness demand at their hands. We hear the sad "good-nights," as the young mother leaves her little ones and goes to sleep in Jesus; while upon the marble brow and in the sunken eye there shines already the glory of the eternal "good-morning." The wise man said, "There is a time to every purpose under the heaven." For many years Mr. Gaddis has been gathering up these blessed records, and now, when many of these memories were fading away, they are brought forth, that not only should we say, "Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord," but as our aspirations are kindled, our faith strengthened, our experience of the "blood of sprinkling" made fresh and all-cleansing to our souls, we may also say, "Their works do follow them." Is it not time, when science, falsely so-called, is lifting up its voice at our very hearth-stones to rob the Bible of its divine author, to make questionable its plainest truths, is it not high time that antidotes to this poisonous teaching should be found at its side. Jesus founded his kingdom upon a "witnessing church;" and if we are able to meet all doubt, all questioning with an experience in the soul, that testifies "thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God," then indeed may we feel concerning the truth, "the gates of hell shall not prevail against it." Here are many witnesses. They appear before us by scores and hundreds. Here are trembling forms and gray hairs, and others ready to speak in the richness and glory of life at its meridian, and all with one accord testify that they "have not followed cunningly-devised fables," that this "word which by the gospel is preached," is the "wisdom of God" and "the power of God." They have quaffed life's sweetest draughts, they have drained its cups of bitter woe, and as the portals of eternity are opening for them they call back to us, "Alleluia, the Lord God omnipotent reigneth." Mrs. E. T. Wells Chapel parsonage, Dayton, Ohio, August 5, 1880 * * * * * * * DEATH "Come in consumption's ghastly form, The earthquake's shock, the ocean's storm, And thou art terrible!" -- Halleck Not to the Christian when his heart Salvation's strength has found; Thy summons no alarms impart, But as a cheering sound, Bidding him look above for joys Unspeakable, unheard, And the glad sight all fear destroys, Of that terrific word -- Death, death, it loses all its stings, When Christians soar on faith's strong wings. * * * THE WIVES OF OUR MINISTERS DIE WELL "Death rendered amiable and inviting by the prospect of future glory." "Come, Death, and help a weary pilgrim o'er Thy flood, and land me upon Canaan's shore, My everlasting rest; Lo! here's my pass Inscribed in his own blood, by him who was, And is, and shall be -- Jordan, cut thy stream, Thy channel dry. I bear my Father's name Stamp'd on my brow. I'm ravish'd with my crown The sun outshining. Down, all glory down, This world can give. I see the pearly port, The tree of life; floods gushing from the throne, Call me to bliss. Begone, short woes, begone: I lived to die; but now I die to live: I shall enjoy all that my God can give: Me, the sure promise to possessions sends, Faith dies in sight, and hope in triumph ends." -- Methodist Magazine "A book of remembrance was written before him for them that feared the Lord, and that thought upon his name." (Malachi 3:16.) * * * * * * * 001 -- CATHERINE WALKER Catherine Walker, wife of the late Rev. George W. Walker, was born in Fleming County, Kentucky, January 18, 1808, and died at the home of General Moses B. Walker, in Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio, March 12, 1870. We speak of all our dead tenderly -- of many reverently; but it is with a peculiar feeling of tenderness that we speak of our departed sister, Catherine Walker. Those who knew her well need no words of commendation from us to render their recollection of her more sacred. To those who did not know her it will be impossible to describe adequately the "beauty of holiness" which spoke in all her utterances and shone in all her acts. From her earliest youth the purest Christian influences surrounded her. Early taught of God by his Holy Spirit, she found, when only eleven years of age, the "pearl of great price." She thus early entered into that peace that "passeth understanding," -- a peace which was never shaken, and which seems scarcely to have been clouded during her whole life. The home of her early childhood and womanhood was a scene of rare happiness -- a place for the culture of the highest