wife of Rev. Parrish
one of the reinforcement of the Oregon mission of the M. E. Church. Founder of the Orphan Home in Salem
"Dies, in Salem, Marion county, Oregon, Aug. 30th, 1869, of lingering illness, Mrs. Elizabeth Parrish, late consort of Rev. J.L. Parrish, of the Oregon Annual Conference, aged 58 years 5 months and 13 days.
Maiden name, Elizabeth Winn. Born in Montgomery county, New York, March 17th, 1811. Brought up principally in the city of Rochester, New York. United with the M.E. Church in 1830. Married to Mr. Parrish Sept. 26th, 1833. Set sail from New York harbor in the ship Lausanne, for Oregon, in company with her husband, three child-ren, and a number of other families, October 9th, 1839. Arrived in Oregon, May 1840, via Cape Horn and the Sand-wich Islands. Here with her family she has since lived, except a few months visit to her friends in the east. In Oregon, Mrs. Parrish has with others, endured the hardships and perils incident to this then, far off, barbarous, and almost unknown land; many a pioneer has shared the hospitalities of her and her husband's house, while her hands have ministered to their necessities; these on hearing of her death, will drop a tear over the memory of past scenes.
As a woman, Mrs. Parrish possessed a strong mind and commanding mien; a sound discriminating judgment, and a kind heart. `She opened her mouth in wisdom, and on her tongue was the law of kindness.'
As a wife, Mrs. Parrish `reverenced her husband, in her, his heart could trust; she did him good, and not evil, all the days of her life, she looked well to her household, and ate not the bread of idleness. Her adorning was modest, not that outward adorning of plaiting the hair and wearing of gold, or putting on extravagant and gaudy apparel; but the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptable, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God, of great price.'
As a mother, few children, if any, ever had a better than her's `They will arise up and call her blessed,' and long will they cherish the memory of her motherly affection, and the words of wisdom and kindness which fell from her lips.
As a friend, she was true and could be implicitly confided in; as a neighbor, always obliging; as a Christian, Sister Parrish's religious experience was comforting and clear, and yet her piety shone more in example and deeds, than words; every where, by land and by sea, she adorned her Christian profession; in all places, that same consistant Christian woman. To the sick within her reach, she was ever ready to administer comfort and aid. She clothed the naked, and fed the hungry. She blessed the orphan and wiped his tears. She sympathized with suffering humanity, and relieved it. She rejoiced with those who rejoiced, and wept with those that wept. She was the President of the `Ladies Christian Commission Society' of Salem, and among others gave of her means to relieve the wounded and suffering soldiers. A true Christian patriot. She was also President of the `Children's Aid Society,' and did much to promote its interests. In her last sickness, Sister Parrish suffered as a Christian, patiently trusting in God to the last, and was sustained. She talked freely of her passage to the heavenly state; just on the brink of the `stream' she said, `It is but a step over, just a step, and those on the other shore are awaiting to wel-come me. I have no particular one in view, but they are there, thousands of them.'
Those who stood by will not soon forget that heaven beaming counten-ance; her death was triumphant. Just as she breathed her last, she raised her hands and eyes, as evidently a brighter scene broke on her enraptured vision, and exclaimed, `Father Leslie! Father Leslie!' and was gone. Was that glorified patriarch allowed, with other shining ones, to escourt her home? What a privilege, `to see a pilgrim as he dies; with glory in his view!' With Sister Parrish, as with others before the Throne:
`The voyage of lifes at an end,
The mortal afflicition is past;
The age that in heaven they spend;
Forever, and ever, shall last.'
May God abundantly bless and comfort the bereaved husband and children; and may they all, at last, come to the home of the blessed.'"
PCA Sep 11, 1869 2:5
one of the reinforcement of the Oregon mission of the M. E. Church. Founder of the Orphan Home in Salem
"Dies, in Salem, Marion county, Oregon, Aug. 30th, 1869, of lingering illness, Mrs. Elizabeth Parrish, late consort of Rev. J.L. Parrish, of the Oregon Annual Conference, aged 58 years 5 months and 13 days.
Maiden name, Elizabeth Winn. Born in Montgomery county, New York, March 17th, 1811. Brought up principally in the city of Rochester, New York. United with the M.E. Church in 1830. Married to Mr. Parrish Sept. 26th, 1833. Set sail from New York harbor in the ship Lausanne, for Oregon, in company with her husband, three child-ren, and a number of other families, October 9th, 1839. Arrived in Oregon, May 1840, via Cape Horn and the Sand-wich Islands. Here with her family she has since lived, except a few months visit to her friends in the east. In Oregon, Mrs. Parrish has with others, endured the hardships and perils incident to this then, far off, barbarous, and almost unknown land; many a pioneer has shared the hospitalities of her and her husband's house, while her hands have ministered to their necessities; these on hearing of her death, will drop a tear over the memory of past scenes.
As a woman, Mrs. Parrish possessed a strong mind and commanding mien; a sound discriminating judgment, and a kind heart. `She opened her mouth in wisdom, and on her tongue was the law of kindness.'
As a wife, Mrs. Parrish `reverenced her husband, in her, his heart could trust; she did him good, and not evil, all the days of her life, she looked well to her household, and ate not the bread of idleness. Her adorning was modest, not that outward adorning of plaiting the hair and wearing of gold, or putting on extravagant and gaudy apparel; but the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptable, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God, of great price.'
As a mother, few children, if any, ever had a better than her's `They will arise up and call her blessed,' and long will they cherish the memory of her motherly affection, and the words of wisdom and kindness which fell from her lips.
As a friend, she was true and could be implicitly confided in; as a neighbor, always obliging; as a Christian, Sister Parrish's religious experience was comforting and clear, and yet her piety shone more in example and deeds, than words; every where, by land and by sea, she adorned her Christian profession; in all places, that same consistant Christian woman. To the sick within her reach, she was ever ready to administer comfort and aid. She clothed the naked, and fed the hungry. She blessed the orphan and wiped his tears. She sympathized with suffering humanity, and relieved it. She rejoiced with those who rejoiced, and wept with those that wept. She was the President of the `Ladies Christian Commission Society' of Salem, and among others gave of her means to relieve the wounded and suffering soldiers. A true Christian patriot. She was also President of the `Children's Aid Society,' and did much to promote its interests. In her last sickness, Sister Parrish suffered as a Christian, patiently trusting in God to the last, and was sustained. She talked freely of her passage to the heavenly state; just on the brink of the `stream' she said, `It is but a step over, just a step, and those on the other shore are awaiting to wel-come me. I have no particular one in view, but they are there, thousands of them.'
Those who stood by will not soon forget that heaven beaming counten-ance; her death was triumphant. Just as she breathed her last, she raised her hands and eyes, as evidently a brighter scene broke on her enraptured vision, and exclaimed, `Father Leslie! Father Leslie!' and was gone. Was that glorified patriarch allowed, with other shining ones, to escourt her home? What a privilege, `to see a pilgrim as he dies; with glory in his view!' With Sister Parrish, as with others before the Throne:
`The voyage of lifes at an end,
The mortal afflicition is past;
The age that in heaven they spend;
Forever, and ever, shall last.'
May God abundantly bless and comfort the bereaved husband and children; and may they all, at last, come to the home of the blessed.'"
PCA Sep 11, 1869 2:5
wife of Rev. Parrish
one of the reinforcement of the Oregon mission of the M. E. Church. Founder of the Orphan Home in Salem
"Dies, in Salem, Marion county, Oregon, Aug. 30th, 1869, of lingering illness, Mrs. Elizabeth Parrish, late consort of Rev. J.L. Parrish, of the Oregon Annual Conference, aged 58 years 5 months and 13 days.
Maiden name, Elizabeth Winn. Born in Montgomery county, New York, March 17th, 1811. Brought up principally in the city of Rochester, New York. United with the M.E. Church in 1830. Married to Mr. Parrish Sept. 26th, 1833. Set sail from New York harbor in the ship Lausanne, for Oregon, in company with her husband, three child-ren, and a number of other families, October 9th, 1839. Arrived in Oregon, May 1840, via Cape Horn and the Sand-wich Islands. Here with her family she has since lived, except a few months visit to her friends in the east. In Oregon, Mrs. Parrish has with others, endured the hardships and perils incident to this then, far off, barbarous, and almost unknown land; many a pioneer has shared the hospitalities of her and her husband's house, while her hands have ministered to their necessities; these on hearing of her death, will drop a tear over the memory of past scenes.
As a woman, Mrs. Parrish possessed a strong mind and commanding mien; a sound discriminating judgment, and a kind heart. `She opened her mouth in wisdom, and on her tongue was the law of kindness.'
As a wife, Mrs. Parrish `reverenced her husband, in her, his heart could trust; she did him good, and not evil, all the days of her life, she looked well to her household, and ate not the bread of idleness. Her adorning was modest, not that outward adorning of plaiting the hair and wearing of gold, or putting on extravagant and gaudy apparel; but the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptable, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God, of great price.'
As a mother, few children, if any, ever had a better than her's `They will arise up and call her blessed,' and long will they cherish the memory of her motherly affection, and the words of wisdom and kindness which fell from her lips.
As a friend, she was true and could be implicitly confided in; as a neighbor, always obliging; as a Christian, Sister Parrish's religious experience was comforting and clear, and yet her piety shone more in example and deeds, than words; every where, by land and by sea, she adorned her Christian profession; in all places, that same consistant Christian woman. To the sick within her reach, she was ever ready to administer comfort and aid. She clothed the naked, and fed the hungry. She blessed the orphan and wiped his tears. She sympathized with suffering humanity, and relieved it. She rejoiced with those who rejoiced, and wept with those that wept. She was the President of the `Ladies Christian Commission Society' of Salem, and among others gave of her means to relieve the wounded and suffering soldiers. A true Christian patriot. She was also President of the `Children's Aid Society,' and did much to promote its interests. In her last sickness, Sister Parrish suffered as a Christian, patiently trusting in God to the last, and was sustained. She talked freely of her passage to the heavenly state; just on the brink of the `stream' she said, `It is but a step over, just a step, and those on the other shore are awaiting to wel-come me. I have no particular one in view, but they are there, thousands of them.'
Those who stood by will not soon forget that heaven beaming counten-ance; her death was triumphant. Just as she breathed her last, she raised her hands and eyes, as evidently a brighter scene broke on her enraptured vision, and exclaimed, `Father Leslie! Father Leslie!' and was gone. Was that glorified patriarch allowed, with other shining ones, to escourt her home? What a privilege, `to see a pilgrim as he dies; with glory in his view!' With Sister Parrish, as with others before the Throne:
`The voyage of lifes at an end,
The mortal afflicition is past;
The age that in heaven they spend;
Forever, and ever, shall last.'
May God abundantly bless and comfort the bereaved husband and children; and may they all, at last, come to the home of the blessed.'"
PCA Sep 11, 1869 2:5
one of the reinforcement of the Oregon mission of the M. E. Church. Founder of the Orphan Home in Salem
"Dies, in Salem, Marion county, Oregon, Aug. 30th, 1869, of lingering illness, Mrs. Elizabeth Parrish, late consort of Rev. J.L. Parrish, of the Oregon Annual Conference, aged 58 years 5 months and 13 days.
Maiden name, Elizabeth Winn. Born in Montgomery county, New York, March 17th, 1811. Brought up principally in the city of Rochester, New York. United with the M.E. Church in 1830. Married to Mr. Parrish Sept. 26th, 1833. Set sail from New York harbor in the ship Lausanne, for Oregon, in company with her husband, three child-ren, and a number of other families, October 9th, 1839. Arrived in Oregon, May 1840, via Cape Horn and the Sand-wich Islands. Here with her family she has since lived, except a few months visit to her friends in the east. In Oregon, Mrs. Parrish has with others, endured the hardships and perils incident to this then, far off, barbarous, and almost unknown land; many a pioneer has shared the hospitalities of her and her husband's house, while her hands have ministered to their necessities; these on hearing of her death, will drop a tear over the memory of past scenes.
As a woman, Mrs. Parrish possessed a strong mind and commanding mien; a sound discriminating judgment, and a kind heart. `She opened her mouth in wisdom, and on her tongue was the law of kindness.'
As a wife, Mrs. Parrish `reverenced her husband, in her, his heart could trust; she did him good, and not evil, all the days of her life, she looked well to her household, and ate not the bread of idleness. Her adorning was modest, not that outward adorning of plaiting the hair and wearing of gold, or putting on extravagant and gaudy apparel; but the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptable, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God, of great price.'
As a mother, few children, if any, ever had a better than her's `They will arise up and call her blessed,' and long will they cherish the memory of her motherly affection, and the words of wisdom and kindness which fell from her lips.
As a friend, she was true and could be implicitly confided in; as a neighbor, always obliging; as a Christian, Sister Parrish's religious experience was comforting and clear, and yet her piety shone more in example and deeds, than words; every where, by land and by sea, she adorned her Christian profession; in all places, that same consistant Christian woman. To the sick within her reach, she was ever ready to administer comfort and aid. She clothed the naked, and fed the hungry. She blessed the orphan and wiped his tears. She sympathized with suffering humanity, and relieved it. She rejoiced with those who rejoiced, and wept with those that wept. She was the President of the `Ladies Christian Commission Society' of Salem, and among others gave of her means to relieve the wounded and suffering soldiers. A true Christian patriot. She was also President of the `Children's Aid Society,' and did much to promote its interests. In her last sickness, Sister Parrish suffered as a Christian, patiently trusting in God to the last, and was sustained. She talked freely of her passage to the heavenly state; just on the brink of the `stream' she said, `It is but a step over, just a step, and those on the other shore are awaiting to wel-come me. I have no particular one in view, but they are there, thousands of them.'
Those who stood by will not soon forget that heaven beaming counten-ance; her death was triumphant. Just as she breathed her last, she raised her hands and eyes, as evidently a brighter scene broke on her enraptured vision, and exclaimed, `Father Leslie! Father Leslie!' and was gone. Was that glorified patriarch allowed, with other shining ones, to escourt her home? What a privilege, `to see a pilgrim as he dies; with glory in his view!' With Sister Parrish, as with others before the Throne:
`The voyage of lifes at an end,
The mortal afflicition is past;
The age that in heaven they spend;
Forever, and ever, shall last.'
May God abundantly bless and comfort the bereaved husband and children; and may they all, at last, come to the home of the blessed.'"
PCA Sep 11, 1869 2:5
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