Clemmie married Charles Christopher Klingman in 1905. To this union, four children were born: Dorothy Bell, Lucille Bird, Charles Lewis, and George Robert.
Mrs. C. C. Klingman, (nee Bell) was born on February 4, 1885, in Bedford County, Tenn. The Bell family moved to Obion County, Tenn., in 1896, and she dedicated her life to God the same year. In 1901 the Bell family moved to Dallas, Texas. Clemmie was sent to Potter Bible College in 1903, where she met Charlie Klingman. They were married in Dallas, Texas, on December 25, 1905, and lived in Odessa, Mo., where Brother Klingman was teaching In the Western Bible and Literary College till June, 1907, when they came to Texas and located with the church at Mount Vernon. On September 1, 1908, they reached Tokyo, Japan, where they remained till March 19, 1912, when they were compelled to leave Japan on account of Clemmie's declining health. Reaching California, they located in Riverside, where they remained for a year and a half. In September, 1913, they reached San Angelo, Texas, where Charlie worked with the church till June, 1915, when he accepted a position to teach In the Thorp Spring Christian College. Very soon thereafter they realized the fact that the altitude was too low for Clemmie, and she returned to San Angelo, where she was visited frequently by Charlie. He tried to fill out his engagement with the college. Fortunately, he was with her during her last hours. She was thought to be very much better, and he confidently looked forward to a joyous visit with her on that occasion; but it was so sad. She thought she was improving, but died so suddenly and unexpectedly. She passed from earth to the spirit land on January 23, 1916. Why should we mourn? Why should we weep? Why be sad and shed bitter tears of grief, when not a fear or doubt enters our minds or hearts as to the safe voyage and ultimate abode of that dear soul which took its flight from earth to the spirit land? She was good by nature, gentle, kind, affectionate, lovingly sympathetic; a true, loving, confiding wife and mother. Governing her children by gentle, loving persuasion, they became obedient because of her gentleness. Four bright children are left motherless. What greater loss could they have sustained? I have been in that home where love and gentleness reigned supreme. Even when suffering with that dread white plague, she was cheerful, submissively gentle, and a radiant smile adorned that gentle, loving face at all times; even when facing trials and difficulties, when the meal was low in the bin and Charlie was working, making tents and doing chores to replenish the scant larder when the support of the church was not sufficient to supply that home. When there seemed to be little hope for her recovery, she was cheerful and uncomplaining. She and Charlie were with Brother Bishop and Clara in Japan; and when Brother Bishop came to California for treatment, Charlie stayed by him day and night—with me—and Clemmie visited him. They loved Brother Bishop and he loved them. We, as all who knew her, loved her for her true worth's sake_ She was a noble character. Listen to the last page of the last letter she wrote to her husband less than a week before she passed to the beyond. These are, perhaps, the last lines she wrote. I copy the last page: "Such a life~ What's the use, anyway? If I had only myself to consider, I'd be glad to go the sooner, the better. But I love you and I love the children; so I want to stay and, if possible, be a help to you and them. Well, I shouldn't worry about it, for I believe that God overrules our lives and will do what is best for us in some way. I am happy —O, so happy; and no matter what betide, I have faith that will abide. I am happy in the love of Jesus. I wish I could hear a lot of good hymns. It would do me so much good. Send me a song book to read, and pray for me. I am cold, and I must close and think of other things. Lots and lots of love, dearest. Good-by. Clemmie." The body was brought from San Angelo to Thorp Spring, where her children, mother, and brothers were, and after a short service the journey was continued to Dallas, where the funeral services were concluded and the remains were deposited beneath the beautiful oaks in Oak Grove Cemetery, there to await the resurrection, when she will be numbered with the faithful. --- J. D. Elliott, Gospel Advocate, April 27, 1916.
Mrs. C. C. Klingman, (nee Bell) was born on February 4, 1885, in Bedford County, Tenn. The Bell family moved to Obion County, Tenn., in 1896, and she dedicated her life to God the same year. In 1901 the Bell family moved to Dallas, Texas. Clemmie was sent to Potter Bible College in 1903, where she met Charlie Klingman. They were married in Dallas, Texas, on December 25, 1905, and lived in Odessa, Mo., where Brother Klingman was teaching In the Western Bible and Literary College till June, 1907, when they came to Texas and located with the church at Mount Vernon. On September 1, 1908, they reached Tokyo, Japan, where they remained till March 19, 1912, when they were compelled to leave Japan on account of Clemmie's declining health. Reaching California, they located in Riverside, where they remained for a year and a half. In September, 1913, they reached San Angelo, Texas, where Charlie worked with the church till June, 1915, when he accepted a position to teach In the Thorp Spring Christian College. Very soon thereafter they realized the fact that the altitude was too low for Clemmie, and she returned to San Angelo, where she was visited frequently by Charlie. He tried to fill out his engagement with the college. Fortunately, he was with her during her last hours. She was thought to be very much better, and he confidently looked forward to a joyous visit with her on that occasion; but it was so sad. She thought she was improving, but died so suddenly and unexpectedly. She passed from earth to the spirit land on January 23, 1916. Why should we mourn? Why should we weep? Why be sad and shed bitter tears of grief, when not a fear or doubt enters our minds or hearts as to the safe voyage and ultimate abode of that dear soul which took its flight from earth to the spirit land? She was good by nature, gentle, kind, affectionate, lovingly sympathetic; a true, loving, confiding wife and mother. Governing her children by gentle, loving persuasion, they became obedient because of her gentleness. Four bright children are left motherless. What greater loss could they have sustained? I have been in that home where love and gentleness reigned supreme. Even when suffering with that dread white plague, she was cheerful, submissively gentle, and a radiant smile adorned that gentle, loving face at all times; even when facing trials and difficulties, when the meal was low in the bin and Charlie was working, making tents and doing chores to replenish the scant larder when the support of the church was not sufficient to supply that home. When there seemed to be little hope for her recovery, she was cheerful and uncomplaining. She and Charlie were with Brother Bishop and Clara in Japan; and when Brother Bishop came to California for treatment, Charlie stayed by him day and night—with me—and Clemmie visited him. They loved Brother Bishop and he loved them. We, as all who knew her, loved her for her true worth's sake_ She was a noble character. Listen to the last page of the last letter she wrote to her husband less than a week before she passed to the beyond. These are, perhaps, the last lines she wrote. I copy the last page: "Such a life~ What's the use, anyway? If I had only myself to consider, I'd be glad to go the sooner, the better. But I love you and I love the children; so I want to stay and, if possible, be a help to you and them. Well, I shouldn't worry about it, for I believe that God overrules our lives and will do what is best for us in some way. I am happy —O, so happy; and no matter what betide, I have faith that will abide. I am happy in the love of Jesus. I wish I could hear a lot of good hymns. It would do me so much good. Send me a song book to read, and pray for me. I am cold, and I must close and think of other things. Lots and lots of love, dearest. Good-by. Clemmie." The body was brought from San Angelo to Thorp Spring, where her children, mother, and brothers were, and after a short service the journey was continued to Dallas, where the funeral services were concluded and the remains were deposited beneath the beautiful oaks in Oak Grove Cemetery, there to await the resurrection, when she will be numbered with the faithful. --- J. D. Elliott, Gospel Advocate, April 27, 1916.
Clemmie married Charles Christopher Klingman in 1905. To this union, four children were born: Dorothy Bell, Lucille Bird, Charles Lewis, and George Robert.
Mrs. C. C. Klingman, (nee Bell) was born on February 4, 1885, in Bedford County, Tenn. The Bell family moved to Obion County, Tenn., in 1896, and she dedicated her life to God the same year. In 1901 the Bell family moved to Dallas, Texas. Clemmie was sent to Potter Bible College in 1903, where she met Charlie Klingman. They were married in Dallas, Texas, on December 25, 1905, and lived in Odessa, Mo., where Brother Klingman was teaching In the Western Bible and Literary College till June, 1907, when they came to Texas and located with the church at Mount Vernon. On September 1, 1908, they reached Tokyo, Japan, where they remained till March 19, 1912, when they were compelled to leave Japan on account of Clemmie's declining health. Reaching California, they located in Riverside, where they remained for a year and a half. In September, 1913, they reached San Angelo, Texas, where Charlie worked with the church till June, 1915, when he accepted a position to teach In the Thorp Spring Christian College. Very soon thereafter they realized the fact that the altitude was too low for Clemmie, and she returned to San Angelo, where she was visited frequently by Charlie. He tried to fill out his engagement with the college. Fortunately, he was with her during her last hours. She was thought to be very much better, and he confidently looked forward to a joyous visit with her on that occasion; but it was so sad. She thought she was improving, but died so suddenly and unexpectedly. She passed from earth to the spirit land on January 23, 1916. Why should we mourn? Why should we weep? Why be sad and shed bitter tears of grief, when not a fear or doubt enters our minds or hearts as to the safe voyage and ultimate abode of that dear soul which took its flight from earth to the spirit land? She was good by nature, gentle, kind, affectionate, lovingly sympathetic; a true, loving, confiding wife and mother. Governing her children by gentle, loving persuasion, they became obedient because of her gentleness. Four bright children are left motherless. What greater loss could they have sustained? I have been in that home where love and gentleness reigned supreme. Even when suffering with that dread white plague, she was cheerful, submissively gentle, and a radiant smile adorned that gentle, loving face at all times; even when facing trials and difficulties, when the meal was low in the bin and Charlie was working, making tents and doing chores to replenish the scant larder when the support of the church was not sufficient to supply that home. When there seemed to be little hope for her recovery, she was cheerful and uncomplaining. She and Charlie were with Brother Bishop and Clara in Japan; and when Brother Bishop came to California for treatment, Charlie stayed by him day and night—with me—and Clemmie visited him. They loved Brother Bishop and he loved them. We, as all who knew her, loved her for her true worth's sake_ She was a noble character. Listen to the last page of the last letter she wrote to her husband less than a week before she passed to the beyond. These are, perhaps, the last lines she wrote. I copy the last page: "Such a life~ What's the use, anyway? If I had only myself to consider, I'd be glad to go the sooner, the better. But I love you and I love the children; so I want to stay and, if possible, be a help to you and them. Well, I shouldn't worry about it, for I believe that God overrules our lives and will do what is best for us in some way. I am happy —O, so happy; and no matter what betide, I have faith that will abide. I am happy in the love of Jesus. I wish I could hear a lot of good hymns. It would do me so much good. Send me a song book to read, and pray for me. I am cold, and I must close and think of other things. Lots and lots of love, dearest. Good-by. Clemmie." The body was brought from San Angelo to Thorp Spring, where her children, mother, and brothers were, and after a short service the journey was continued to Dallas, where the funeral services were concluded and the remains were deposited beneath the beautiful oaks in Oak Grove Cemetery, there to await the resurrection, when she will be numbered with the faithful. --- J. D. Elliott, Gospel Advocate, April 27, 1916.
Mrs. C. C. Klingman, (nee Bell) was born on February 4, 1885, in Bedford County, Tenn. The Bell family moved to Obion County, Tenn., in 1896, and she dedicated her life to God the same year. In 1901 the Bell family moved to Dallas, Texas. Clemmie was sent to Potter Bible College in 1903, where she met Charlie Klingman. They were married in Dallas, Texas, on December 25, 1905, and lived in Odessa, Mo., where Brother Klingman was teaching In the Western Bible and Literary College till June, 1907, when they came to Texas and located with the church at Mount Vernon. On September 1, 1908, they reached Tokyo, Japan, where they remained till March 19, 1912, when they were compelled to leave Japan on account of Clemmie's declining health. Reaching California, they located in Riverside, where they remained for a year and a half. In September, 1913, they reached San Angelo, Texas, where Charlie worked with the church till June, 1915, when he accepted a position to teach In the Thorp Spring Christian College. Very soon thereafter they realized the fact that the altitude was too low for Clemmie, and she returned to San Angelo, where she was visited frequently by Charlie. He tried to fill out his engagement with the college. Fortunately, he was with her during her last hours. She was thought to be very much better, and he confidently looked forward to a joyous visit with her on that occasion; but it was so sad. She thought she was improving, but died so suddenly and unexpectedly. She passed from earth to the spirit land on January 23, 1916. Why should we mourn? Why should we weep? Why be sad and shed bitter tears of grief, when not a fear or doubt enters our minds or hearts as to the safe voyage and ultimate abode of that dear soul which took its flight from earth to the spirit land? She was good by nature, gentle, kind, affectionate, lovingly sympathetic; a true, loving, confiding wife and mother. Governing her children by gentle, loving persuasion, they became obedient because of her gentleness. Four bright children are left motherless. What greater loss could they have sustained? I have been in that home where love and gentleness reigned supreme. Even when suffering with that dread white plague, she was cheerful, submissively gentle, and a radiant smile adorned that gentle, loving face at all times; even when facing trials and difficulties, when the meal was low in the bin and Charlie was working, making tents and doing chores to replenish the scant larder when the support of the church was not sufficient to supply that home. When there seemed to be little hope for her recovery, she was cheerful and uncomplaining. She and Charlie were with Brother Bishop and Clara in Japan; and when Brother Bishop came to California for treatment, Charlie stayed by him day and night—with me—and Clemmie visited him. They loved Brother Bishop and he loved them. We, as all who knew her, loved her for her true worth's sake_ She was a noble character. Listen to the last page of the last letter she wrote to her husband less than a week before she passed to the beyond. These are, perhaps, the last lines she wrote. I copy the last page: "Such a life~ What's the use, anyway? If I had only myself to consider, I'd be glad to go the sooner, the better. But I love you and I love the children; so I want to stay and, if possible, be a help to you and them. Well, I shouldn't worry about it, for I believe that God overrules our lives and will do what is best for us in some way. I am happy —O, so happy; and no matter what betide, I have faith that will abide. I am happy in the love of Jesus. I wish I could hear a lot of good hymns. It would do me so much good. Send me a song book to read, and pray for me. I am cold, and I must close and think of other things. Lots and lots of love, dearest. Good-by. Clemmie." The body was brought from San Angelo to Thorp Spring, where her children, mother, and brothers were, and after a short service the journey was continued to Dallas, where the funeral services were concluded and the remains were deposited beneath the beautiful oaks in Oak Grove Cemetery, there to await the resurrection, when she will be numbered with the faithful. --- J. D. Elliott, Gospel Advocate, April 27, 1916.
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