John Austin, son of charles and Elisabeth(Jarvis) Austin was born in London, England February 10, 1836. When nine, his father died of a lingering illness, during which he wrote the able verses: THE CHRISTIANS FAREWELL. This tells us something of his life and longings. In his longings--reaching us--his urge to take Christ for our Pilot. When John's father died, there were two boys younger, so a place must be found for him. So it was. He went to serve in a printer's shop. For a glimpse into the character training of his home, I recall Father's ancedote: A man on the force, twisted the facts of an occurence and Father said so. Infuriated to have a small boy interfere, he told him he was discharged for impudence. A plea for the widow's need, reinstated him if he would apologise. This he did but added: "but it is the truth". That's a heritage I grasp. Jennie seemed to know of Father from ten, when he started his seven years of apprenticeship in plastering, preceeding his coming to Detroit. Genial, humorous, understanding--all his associates welcomed his presence. He was a student; a cultured gentleman; a prolific reader of the best; a liberal thinker. We each cherish Father's teachings, as he implanted seeds of philosophy to serve us in later times. The atmosphere of our home was above reproach. He stood upon the shoulders of his parents--are we standing on his?
John Austin, son of charles and Elisabeth(Jarvis) Austin was born in London, England February 10, 1836. When nine, his father died of a lingering illness, during which he wrote the able verses: THE CHRISTIANS FAREWELL. This tells us something of his life and longings. In his longings--reaching us--his urge to take Christ for our Pilot. When John's father died, there were two boys younger, so a place must be found for him. So it was. He went to serve in a printer's shop. For a glimpse into the character training of his home, I recall Father's ancedote: A man on the force, twisted the facts of an occurence and Father said so. Infuriated to have a small boy interfere, he told him he was discharged for impudence. A plea for the widow's need, reinstated him if he would apologise. This he did but added: "but it is the truth". That's a heritage I grasp. Jennie seemed to know of Father from ten, when he started his seven years of apprenticeship in plastering, preceeding his coming to Detroit. Genial, humorous, understanding--all his associates welcomed his presence. He was a student; a cultured gentleman; a prolific reader of the best; a liberal thinker. We each cherish Father's teachings, as he implanted seeds of philosophy to serve us in later times. The atmosphere of our home was above reproach. He stood upon the shoulders of his parents--are we standing on his?
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