A Beautiful Life and A Beautiful Death
“Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life for which the first was made
Our times are in his hands,
Who saith, A whole I planned,
Youth shows but half trust God,
See all, nor be afraid.”
With the full use of all her mental faculties and without disease in any of her bodily organs, Mrs. Milly Beale, rounded her 92nd year. After one day's illness she fell asleep under the rooftop of the old Bealtown mansion, on Wednesday December 20, 1893. To use the words of the late Bishop Brooks, “her old age had not come creeping into port a wreck, with broken masts and rudder gone, but full sailed still and strong for voyage in other seas.” We are sure that hers was the old age that God loves to see. “Truly God’s promise to David was fulfilled to her,” “With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation.”
The deceased was a daughter of James Milliken and his wife, Jane Boggs. She was born but 4 miles from where she died, and in the year 1801, July 14. She perhaps spent less than 2 years of her long life outside of Tuscarora Valley. On the 10th of June, 1834, she was joined in marriage to Joshua Beale, who departed this life November 27th, 1875, and their five children are still living.
One of them is a minister of the Gospel; two of them are ruling elders in the Presbyterian church; one is treasurer of the old home congregation; and the only daughter is the wife of a Post Chaplain in the U.S. Army.
This mother in Israel had taught all her children the sacred scriptures so that they can repeat it from memory, and she instructed them in the Confession of Faith and in the Catechism of the church. She had prayed her husband, all her children and most of her grand children into the church of Jesus Christ.
Although absolutely unostentatious she was a positive, a decided and a practical Christian. She had read the entire Bible through and through many times.
A few moments before her happy spirit was liberated she repeated distinctly much of the 8th chapter or Romans and the 14th chapter of St. John. When her sons prayed by her bedside she joined them audibly. When her oldest son who is a clergyman, pronounced the Apostolic benediction she whispered Amen, and went home to die no more.
On Saturday December 23rd her mortals were tenderly deposited beside those of her husband in the McCulloch’s Mills Cemetery, her beloved pastor the Rev. Davenport, having preached an impressive sermon in the presence of nearly 200 relatives and friends. “Let me die the death of the righteous.”
Juniata sentinel and Republican, Mifflintown, Pa
Wednesday, January 3, 1894
bio info courtesy of Stoney
“Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life for which the first was made
Our times are in his hands,
Who saith, A whole I planned,
Youth shows but half trust God,
See all, nor be afraid.”
With the full use of all her mental faculties and without disease in any of her bodily organs, Mrs. Milly Beale, rounded her 92nd year. After one day's illness she fell asleep under the rooftop of the old Bealtown mansion, on Wednesday December 20, 1893. To use the words of the late Bishop Brooks, “her old age had not come creeping into port a wreck, with broken masts and rudder gone, but full sailed still and strong for voyage in other seas.” We are sure that hers was the old age that God loves to see. “Truly God’s promise to David was fulfilled to her,” “With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation.”
The deceased was a daughter of James Milliken and his wife, Jane Boggs. She was born but 4 miles from where she died, and in the year 1801, July 14. She perhaps spent less than 2 years of her long life outside of Tuscarora Valley. On the 10th of June, 1834, she was joined in marriage to Joshua Beale, who departed this life November 27th, 1875, and their five children are still living.
One of them is a minister of the Gospel; two of them are ruling elders in the Presbyterian church; one is treasurer of the old home congregation; and the only daughter is the wife of a Post Chaplain in the U.S. Army.
This mother in Israel had taught all her children the sacred scriptures so that they can repeat it from memory, and she instructed them in the Confession of Faith and in the Catechism of the church. She had prayed her husband, all her children and most of her grand children into the church of Jesus Christ.
Although absolutely unostentatious she was a positive, a decided and a practical Christian. She had read the entire Bible through and through many times.
A few moments before her happy spirit was liberated she repeated distinctly much of the 8th chapter or Romans and the 14th chapter of St. John. When her sons prayed by her bedside she joined them audibly. When her oldest son who is a clergyman, pronounced the Apostolic benediction she whispered Amen, and went home to die no more.
On Saturday December 23rd her mortals were tenderly deposited beside those of her husband in the McCulloch’s Mills Cemetery, her beloved pastor the Rev. Davenport, having preached an impressive sermon in the presence of nearly 200 relatives and friends. “Let me die the death of the righteous.”
Juniata sentinel and Republican, Mifflintown, Pa
Wednesday, January 3, 1894
bio info courtesy of Stoney
A Beautiful Life and A Beautiful Death
“Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life for which the first was made
Our times are in his hands,
Who saith, A whole I planned,
Youth shows but half trust God,
See all, nor be afraid.”
With the full use of all her mental faculties and without disease in any of her bodily organs, Mrs. Milly Beale, rounded her 92nd year. After one day's illness she fell asleep under the rooftop of the old Bealtown mansion, on Wednesday December 20, 1893. To use the words of the late Bishop Brooks, “her old age had not come creeping into port a wreck, with broken masts and rudder gone, but full sailed still and strong for voyage in other seas.” We are sure that hers was the old age that God loves to see. “Truly God’s promise to David was fulfilled to her,” “With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation.”
The deceased was a daughter of James Milliken and his wife, Jane Boggs. She was born but 4 miles from where she died, and in the year 1801, July 14. She perhaps spent less than 2 years of her long life outside of Tuscarora Valley. On the 10th of June, 1834, she was joined in marriage to Joshua Beale, who departed this life November 27th, 1875, and their five children are still living.
One of them is a minister of the Gospel; two of them are ruling elders in the Presbyterian church; one is treasurer of the old home congregation; and the only daughter is the wife of a Post Chaplain in the U.S. Army.
This mother in Israel had taught all her children the sacred scriptures so that they can repeat it from memory, and she instructed them in the Confession of Faith and in the Catechism of the church. She had prayed her husband, all her children and most of her grand children into the church of Jesus Christ.
Although absolutely unostentatious she was a positive, a decided and a practical Christian. She had read the entire Bible through and through many times.
A few moments before her happy spirit was liberated she repeated distinctly much of the 8th chapter or Romans and the 14th chapter of St. John. When her sons prayed by her bedside she joined them audibly. When her oldest son who is a clergyman, pronounced the Apostolic benediction she whispered Amen, and went home to die no more.
On Saturday December 23rd her mortals were tenderly deposited beside those of her husband in the McCulloch’s Mills Cemetery, her beloved pastor the Rev. Davenport, having preached an impressive sermon in the presence of nearly 200 relatives and friends. “Let me die the death of the righteous.”
Juniata sentinel and Republican, Mifflintown, Pa
Wednesday, January 3, 1894
bio info courtesy of Stoney
“Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life for which the first was made
Our times are in his hands,
Who saith, A whole I planned,
Youth shows but half trust God,
See all, nor be afraid.”
With the full use of all her mental faculties and without disease in any of her bodily organs, Mrs. Milly Beale, rounded her 92nd year. After one day's illness she fell asleep under the rooftop of the old Bealtown mansion, on Wednesday December 20, 1893. To use the words of the late Bishop Brooks, “her old age had not come creeping into port a wreck, with broken masts and rudder gone, but full sailed still and strong for voyage in other seas.” We are sure that hers was the old age that God loves to see. “Truly God’s promise to David was fulfilled to her,” “With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation.”
The deceased was a daughter of James Milliken and his wife, Jane Boggs. She was born but 4 miles from where she died, and in the year 1801, July 14. She perhaps spent less than 2 years of her long life outside of Tuscarora Valley. On the 10th of June, 1834, she was joined in marriage to Joshua Beale, who departed this life November 27th, 1875, and their five children are still living.
One of them is a minister of the Gospel; two of them are ruling elders in the Presbyterian church; one is treasurer of the old home congregation; and the only daughter is the wife of a Post Chaplain in the U.S. Army.
This mother in Israel had taught all her children the sacred scriptures so that they can repeat it from memory, and she instructed them in the Confession of Faith and in the Catechism of the church. She had prayed her husband, all her children and most of her grand children into the church of Jesus Christ.
Although absolutely unostentatious she was a positive, a decided and a practical Christian. She had read the entire Bible through and through many times.
A few moments before her happy spirit was liberated she repeated distinctly much of the 8th chapter or Romans and the 14th chapter of St. John. When her sons prayed by her bedside she joined them audibly. When her oldest son who is a clergyman, pronounced the Apostolic benediction she whispered Amen, and went home to die no more.
On Saturday December 23rd her mortals were tenderly deposited beside those of her husband in the McCulloch’s Mills Cemetery, her beloved pastor the Rev. Davenport, having preached an impressive sermon in the presence of nearly 200 relatives and friends. “Let me die the death of the righteous.”
Juniata sentinel and Republican, Mifflintown, Pa
Wednesday, January 3, 1894
bio info courtesy of Stoney
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