Barney E. Mitchell was a Methodist Circuit Rider in AR. One of his circuits was Chapel Hill. He had been in the Civil War (Co. A, 3rd Reg., NC State Troops, Infantry, CSA) and was wounded twice. When he could no longer ride long distances because of the wound he received in his leg, he retired to Chapel Hill and was a physician there for a number of years.
Tribute of Respect from the DeQueen Bee, February 23, 1912
This is not an obituary as we have not the data necessary for one, if we felt competent to write it, but only a few lines in loving remembrance of our old friend and erstwhile pastor, Rev. B. E. Mitchell.
It has been nearly thirty years since we first became acquainted with Bro. Mitchell. He was then pastor of the Methodist church at Chapel Hill, which he served two years, we think. He did good work and was acceptable in every way, zealous and fathful to his people and church.
After that, he was sent to another charge and was gone from here a year; then on account of an old wound he had received during the Civil War, he located and came back here to live, and has made this his home ever since.
He took up the practice of medicine, and did much good in that way. He said once to a friend in speaking of his practice, "Yes, I always go when they call for me, often times I've no idea I'll ever receive any pay, but I feel it's my duty to go and I never refuse any."
He was away from home on a professional visit when he was stricken with paralysis, and for seven years and one month he lingered among us. It is hard for us to realize what he suffered, for he suffered much at times. Besides his paralysis the wound spoken of above gave him much pain but was finally subdued and cured by Dr. Beauchamp.
It is of Bro. Mitchell's cheerful Christian fortitude that we wish to particularly speak. He had always been a very active, energetic man. He did not wait for opportunities to come and knock at his door, but he hunted them up. So when affliction laid its heavy hand on the old Christian soldier, and he could no more go, nor "Say go, and he goeth", he accepted the mandate and was meekly submissive
to the will of his Master. For although his mind was injured by the disease that rendered him helpless, he was not by a great deal senseless. He remembered his friends and was always pleased to have them with him.
It was his special delight to be carried to church and ther listen to the sermons, songs, and prayers of God's people. He loved to sing, and that was one thing he would try to do as long as he was able. He sang, in his way, the tunes of some old hymns, the night beofre he suffered the last stroke.
His eldest son, Rev. C. F. Mitchell, of Mangum, Oklahoma, and his only daughter, Mrs. Allene Dollarhide of Bismark, Oklahoma came and were with him to the end.
We would only add that he was a good man, and though he has passed away, and we will no more be cheered by his friendly greetings, for he would sit in his door and greet all that would pass. his life will be an influence felt for good many years hence.
Tribute of Respect from the DeQueen Bee, February 23, 1912
This is not an obituary as we have not the data necessary for one, if we felt competent to write it, but only a few lines in loving remembrance of our old friend and erstwhile pastor, Rev. B. E. Mitchell.
It has been nearly thirty years since we first became acquainted with Bro. Mitchell. He was then pastor of the Methodist church at Chapel Hill, which he served two years, we think. He did good work and was acceptable in every way, zealous and fathful to his people and church.
After that, he was sent to another charge and was gone from here a year; then on account of an old wound he had received during the Civil War, he located and came back here to live, and has made this his home ever since.
He took up the practice of medicine, and did much good in that way. He said once to a friend in speaking of his practice, "Yes, I always go when they call for me, often times I've no idea I'll ever receive any pay, but I feel it's my duty to go and I never refuse any."
He was away from home on a professional visit when he was stricken with paralysis, and for seven years and one month he lingered among us. It is hard for us to realize what he suffered, for he suffered much at times. Besides his paralysis the wound spoken of above gave him much pain but was finally subdued and cured by Dr. Beauchamp.
It is of Bro. Mitchell's cheerful Christian fortitude that we wish to particularly speak. He had always been a very active, energetic man. He did not wait for opportunities to come and knock at his door, but he hunted them up. So when affliction laid its heavy hand on the old Christian soldier, and he could no more go, nor "Say go, and he goeth", he accepted the mandate and was meekly submissive
to the will of his Master. For although his mind was injured by the disease that rendered him helpless, he was not by a great deal senseless. He remembered his friends and was always pleased to have them with him.
It was his special delight to be carried to church and ther listen to the sermons, songs, and prayers of God's people. He loved to sing, and that was one thing he would try to do as long as he was able. He sang, in his way, the tunes of some old hymns, the night beofre he suffered the last stroke.
His eldest son, Rev. C. F. Mitchell, of Mangum, Oklahoma, and his only daughter, Mrs. Allene Dollarhide of Bismark, Oklahoma came and were with him to the end.
We would only add that he was a good man, and though he has passed away, and we will no more be cheered by his friendly greetings, for he would sit in his door and greet all that would pass. his life will be an influence felt for good many years hence.
Barney E. Mitchell was a Methodist Circuit Rider in AR. One of his circuits was Chapel Hill. He had been in the Civil War (Co. A, 3rd Reg., NC State Troops, Infantry, CSA) and was wounded twice. When he could no longer ride long distances because of the wound he received in his leg, he retired to Chapel Hill and was a physician there for a number of years.
Tribute of Respect from the DeQueen Bee, February 23, 1912
This is not an obituary as we have not the data necessary for one, if we felt competent to write it, but only a few lines in loving remembrance of our old friend and erstwhile pastor, Rev. B. E. Mitchell.
It has been nearly thirty years since we first became acquainted with Bro. Mitchell. He was then pastor of the Methodist church at Chapel Hill, which he served two years, we think. He did good work and was acceptable in every way, zealous and fathful to his people and church.
After that, he was sent to another charge and was gone from here a year; then on account of an old wound he had received during the Civil War, he located and came back here to live, and has made this his home ever since.
He took up the practice of medicine, and did much good in that way. He said once to a friend in speaking of his practice, "Yes, I always go when they call for me, often times I've no idea I'll ever receive any pay, but I feel it's my duty to go and I never refuse any."
He was away from home on a professional visit when he was stricken with paralysis, and for seven years and one month he lingered among us. It is hard for us to realize what he suffered, for he suffered much at times. Besides his paralysis the wound spoken of above gave him much pain but was finally subdued and cured by Dr. Beauchamp.
It is of Bro. Mitchell's cheerful Christian fortitude that we wish to particularly speak. He had always been a very active, energetic man. He did not wait for opportunities to come and knock at his door, but he hunted them up. So when affliction laid its heavy hand on the old Christian soldier, and he could no more go, nor "Say go, and he goeth", he accepted the mandate and was meekly submissive
to the will of his Master. For although his mind was injured by the disease that rendered him helpless, he was not by a great deal senseless. He remembered his friends and was always pleased to have them with him.
It was his special delight to be carried to church and ther listen to the sermons, songs, and prayers of God's people. He loved to sing, and that was one thing he would try to do as long as he was able. He sang, in his way, the tunes of some old hymns, the night beofre he suffered the last stroke.
His eldest son, Rev. C. F. Mitchell, of Mangum, Oklahoma, and his only daughter, Mrs. Allene Dollarhide of Bismark, Oklahoma came and were with him to the end.
We would only add that he was a good man, and though he has passed away, and we will no more be cheered by his friendly greetings, for he would sit in his door and greet all that would pass. his life will be an influence felt for good many years hence.
Tribute of Respect from the DeQueen Bee, February 23, 1912
This is not an obituary as we have not the data necessary for one, if we felt competent to write it, but only a few lines in loving remembrance of our old friend and erstwhile pastor, Rev. B. E. Mitchell.
It has been nearly thirty years since we first became acquainted with Bro. Mitchell. He was then pastor of the Methodist church at Chapel Hill, which he served two years, we think. He did good work and was acceptable in every way, zealous and fathful to his people and church.
After that, he was sent to another charge and was gone from here a year; then on account of an old wound he had received during the Civil War, he located and came back here to live, and has made this his home ever since.
He took up the practice of medicine, and did much good in that way. He said once to a friend in speaking of his practice, "Yes, I always go when they call for me, often times I've no idea I'll ever receive any pay, but I feel it's my duty to go and I never refuse any."
He was away from home on a professional visit when he was stricken with paralysis, and for seven years and one month he lingered among us. It is hard for us to realize what he suffered, for he suffered much at times. Besides his paralysis the wound spoken of above gave him much pain but was finally subdued and cured by Dr. Beauchamp.
It is of Bro. Mitchell's cheerful Christian fortitude that we wish to particularly speak. He had always been a very active, energetic man. He did not wait for opportunities to come and knock at his door, but he hunted them up. So when affliction laid its heavy hand on the old Christian soldier, and he could no more go, nor "Say go, and he goeth", he accepted the mandate and was meekly submissive
to the will of his Master. For although his mind was injured by the disease that rendered him helpless, he was not by a great deal senseless. He remembered his friends and was always pleased to have them with him.
It was his special delight to be carried to church and ther listen to the sermons, songs, and prayers of God's people. He loved to sing, and that was one thing he would try to do as long as he was able. He sang, in his way, the tunes of some old hymns, the night beofre he suffered the last stroke.
His eldest son, Rev. C. F. Mitchell, of Mangum, Oklahoma, and his only daughter, Mrs. Allene Dollarhide of Bismark, Oklahoma came and were with him to the end.
We would only add that he was a good man, and though he has passed away, and we will no more be cheered by his friendly greetings, for he would sit in his door and greet all that would pass. his life will be an influence felt for good many years hence.
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