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Dr Alexander Little Green

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Dr Alexander Little Green

Birth
Sevier County, Tennessee, USA
Death
15 Jul 1874 (aged 68)
Nashville, Davidson County, Tennessee, USA
Burial
Nashville, Davidson County, Tennessee, USA GPS-Latitude: 36.1514366, Longitude: -86.735305
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His full name was Alexander Little Page Green. He was the son of George Green and Judith Spillman. He was the first minister of McKendree Methodist Chuch in Nashville and founded the Southern Methodist Publishing House.

Nashville Union and American
July 16 1874

Gone to His Reward
Death of Rev. Dr. A.L.P. Green
A Sketch of His Career as a Minister of the Methodist Church, South

Rev. Dr. A.L.P. Green died at the residence of his son-in-law, Thomas D. fite, Esq., on North Vine street yesterday afternoon. He was born in Sevier county, Tenn, in 1807, and was in the sixty-seventh year of his age at the time of his decease. For the last half century his name has been identified with the progress of Methodism in the South, during which time he has been actively engaged in all the enterprises of his church.

Spending the early part of his life in Alabama, he joined the Tennessee Conference in 1824, at the age of seventeen. In 1826 he was ordained a deacon, and in 1828 was ordained an elder by Bishop Soule.

When twenty-four years of age in 1831, he was elected to the General Conference and was a member of every subsequent General Conference. In 1836 he received the degree of D.D.

Drs. Bascom, Latta and Green were the commissioners appointed to settle the business growing out of the separation of the Methodist Church, and on the death of the other commissioners, the principal charge of the matter devolved on Dr. Green, who mainly managed the celebrated law suit between the Churches North and South.

He was chairman of the Book Committee, and was also Treasurer of the Vanderbilt University.

The deceased was a Presiding Elder for thirty-six years, and during a ministry of nearly half a century received upon an average a salary of only $200 per annum.

Dr. Green was one of the most forcible speakers in the Southern pulpit, and had the reputation of being a man of remarkable judgment and knowledge of human nature; consequently his counsels and suggestions in all matters pertaining to the church were valued highly. He was very active in establishing the Vanderbilt University, and was untiring in his efforts to make that grand institution a success.

A very popular man, both in the pulpit and out of it, Dr. Green was recognized as authority on piscatorial matters, and was an enthusiastic fisherman. A lecture which he delivered in Edgefield last fall on the subject of fishing, will long be remembered by those who heard it, as an exhibition of rare knowledge of the peculiarities and characteristics of the various species of the finny tribe.

At the time of his death, Dr. Green was, perhaps, the wealthiest Methodist minister in the South. He leaves several children, among whom are Mrs. Thomas D. Fite and the widow of the late Capt. R.P. Hunter. Frank P. Green, of the firm Anderson, Green & Co. is a son of the deceased. Dr. Green had been confined to his bed for the past six weeks, but the recent death of Capt. Hunter, caused a relapse and since Tuesday morning he had been failing rapidly.

His funeral will take place at McKendree church at 4 o'clock this afternoon, and will be participated in by Bishop McTyeire and others of his late fellow-workers in the ministry.

A meeting of the teachers and scholars of Elm Street Sunday School will be held at their Church this afternoon, for the purpose of taking some action relative to the death of Dr. Green.
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Nashville Union and American
July 23, 1874

The Late Dr. A.L.P. Green
A Tender Tribute from One who Loved Him Well

We dovetail the following extracts from a sketch of the late Dr. A.L. P. Green in the Christian Advocate of this week, evidently from the pen of its editor, Dr. T.O. Summers:

Dr. Green took a special interest in the Sunday-school cause. He loved to talk to children, to sing with them, to pray with them. He believed in the religion of childhood. O how the children loved Dr. Green! He was a perfect child among them--and they were always ready to "pluck his gown to share the good man's smile."

He could influence children of a larger growth as well. He was eminently a peace-maker; he composed hundreds of differences, forestalled difficulties, precluded suits in civil and ecclesiastical courts, and harmonized conflicting elements in social life. We have repeatedly heard the remark that Dr. Green never spoke unkindly of any one. He seemed disposed to say something good of everybody of whom it was possible to say anything good at all.

He was fond of fishing--could beat Izaac Walton in the gentle sport--had fished most of the principal waters east of the Rocky Mountains--has left an unfinished work on fishing, which we hoped to edit for him. But his fishing excursions, in his recreations, were made tributary to his benevolent efforts to benefit those with whom he came in contact, and over whom he wielded so weird an influence. He was a "fisher of men"--as well as of fish--and thousands were caught by him in the gospel-net.

Dr. Green was one of the leading projectors of the Publishing House. He used his influence to bring it to Nashville. He watched over its interests with sleepless vigilance and judicious care. As Chairman of the Publishing Committee his counsels were invaluable. We looked to him as a tower of strength. he kindly extended to us sympathy and aid. We have frequently argued questions with him--and then, convinced or not convinced, we have trusted his superior judgment and followed his counsels, having so much confidence in his rare wisdom. The Book Agent feels almost orphaned by the death of Dr. Green.

We have seen the statement that Dr. Green would probably be made Bishop when the next vacancy in the Episcopal College would be called. O, no! we do not believe that Dr. Green would consent to be a Bishop. He would, indeed, have made a capital one--but he was a Bishop--without the miter and lawn sleeves--and all our honored Bishops respected him as their peer, and availed themselves of his wise counsels.

Dr. Green courted the Muses--though he found them somewhat coy. But his thoughts were wont to run in a rhythmic form, and though he did not concern himself much with the laws of versification, yet we have sometimes read a whole page of his blank verse--which he would bring to us for correction--without detecting a single metrical error! He wrote much for our periodicals. Some of his papers, especially those on the aborigines of our country--reminiscences of old times--articles on Church affairs, etc., are worthy of preservation in book form. He was rich in anecdote--and no one could tell a story better than Dr. Green.

He was immensely popular as a preacher, especially on great occasions--campmeetings, and the like. We have heard wonderful accounts of the effects produced by his rare descriptive powers. But on these points we shall not dwell--as already intimated, we leave the portrayal of his life and character to other hands.

His life was gentle; and the elements
So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up
And say to all the world, "This was a man!"

But he is dead.
It was the sweet summer sunset hour, and as the dulcet sounds of a song--one of the Doctor's favorites--were given forth by the choir, one could almost imagine that his spirit was present joining in the refrain about "the sweet fields of Eden"--where he is now roaming with unspeakable joy. We laid him down, in Mount Olivet Cemetery, side by side with his son-in-law, Capt Hunter, who was interred the Sunday previous, and of whose death the Doctor was not apprised until he shook hands with him on the other shore. There, too, lied the remains of other kindred--Aunt Polly (Miss Ridley, Mrs. Green's aunt), Mr. Fite's infant, and a sweet little bud (infant of Captain Hunter), laid there a few weeks ago. There is room for all the family--late may the honored widow, the two sons and two daughters of the Doctor, with their consorts and children be gathered ot the sacred spot-and then
May they be found, no wanderer lost,
A family in heaven!

His sons:
William Martin Green
Capt Frank Waters Green
His full name was Alexander Little Page Green. He was the son of George Green and Judith Spillman. He was the first minister of McKendree Methodist Chuch in Nashville and founded the Southern Methodist Publishing House.

Nashville Union and American
July 16 1874

Gone to His Reward
Death of Rev. Dr. A.L.P. Green
A Sketch of His Career as a Minister of the Methodist Church, South

Rev. Dr. A.L.P. Green died at the residence of his son-in-law, Thomas D. fite, Esq., on North Vine street yesterday afternoon. He was born in Sevier county, Tenn, in 1807, and was in the sixty-seventh year of his age at the time of his decease. For the last half century his name has been identified with the progress of Methodism in the South, during which time he has been actively engaged in all the enterprises of his church.

Spending the early part of his life in Alabama, he joined the Tennessee Conference in 1824, at the age of seventeen. In 1826 he was ordained a deacon, and in 1828 was ordained an elder by Bishop Soule.

When twenty-four years of age in 1831, he was elected to the General Conference and was a member of every subsequent General Conference. In 1836 he received the degree of D.D.

Drs. Bascom, Latta and Green were the commissioners appointed to settle the business growing out of the separation of the Methodist Church, and on the death of the other commissioners, the principal charge of the matter devolved on Dr. Green, who mainly managed the celebrated law suit between the Churches North and South.

He was chairman of the Book Committee, and was also Treasurer of the Vanderbilt University.

The deceased was a Presiding Elder for thirty-six years, and during a ministry of nearly half a century received upon an average a salary of only $200 per annum.

Dr. Green was one of the most forcible speakers in the Southern pulpit, and had the reputation of being a man of remarkable judgment and knowledge of human nature; consequently his counsels and suggestions in all matters pertaining to the church were valued highly. He was very active in establishing the Vanderbilt University, and was untiring in his efforts to make that grand institution a success.

A very popular man, both in the pulpit and out of it, Dr. Green was recognized as authority on piscatorial matters, and was an enthusiastic fisherman. A lecture which he delivered in Edgefield last fall on the subject of fishing, will long be remembered by those who heard it, as an exhibition of rare knowledge of the peculiarities and characteristics of the various species of the finny tribe.

At the time of his death, Dr. Green was, perhaps, the wealthiest Methodist minister in the South. He leaves several children, among whom are Mrs. Thomas D. Fite and the widow of the late Capt. R.P. Hunter. Frank P. Green, of the firm Anderson, Green & Co. is a son of the deceased. Dr. Green had been confined to his bed for the past six weeks, but the recent death of Capt. Hunter, caused a relapse and since Tuesday morning he had been failing rapidly.

His funeral will take place at McKendree church at 4 o'clock this afternoon, and will be participated in by Bishop McTyeire and others of his late fellow-workers in the ministry.

A meeting of the teachers and scholars of Elm Street Sunday School will be held at their Church this afternoon, for the purpose of taking some action relative to the death of Dr. Green.
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Nashville Union and American
July 23, 1874

The Late Dr. A.L.P. Green
A Tender Tribute from One who Loved Him Well

We dovetail the following extracts from a sketch of the late Dr. A.L. P. Green in the Christian Advocate of this week, evidently from the pen of its editor, Dr. T.O. Summers:

Dr. Green took a special interest in the Sunday-school cause. He loved to talk to children, to sing with them, to pray with them. He believed in the religion of childhood. O how the children loved Dr. Green! He was a perfect child among them--and they were always ready to "pluck his gown to share the good man's smile."

He could influence children of a larger growth as well. He was eminently a peace-maker; he composed hundreds of differences, forestalled difficulties, precluded suits in civil and ecclesiastical courts, and harmonized conflicting elements in social life. We have repeatedly heard the remark that Dr. Green never spoke unkindly of any one. He seemed disposed to say something good of everybody of whom it was possible to say anything good at all.

He was fond of fishing--could beat Izaac Walton in the gentle sport--had fished most of the principal waters east of the Rocky Mountains--has left an unfinished work on fishing, which we hoped to edit for him. But his fishing excursions, in his recreations, were made tributary to his benevolent efforts to benefit those with whom he came in contact, and over whom he wielded so weird an influence. He was a "fisher of men"--as well as of fish--and thousands were caught by him in the gospel-net.

Dr. Green was one of the leading projectors of the Publishing House. He used his influence to bring it to Nashville. He watched over its interests with sleepless vigilance and judicious care. As Chairman of the Publishing Committee his counsels were invaluable. We looked to him as a tower of strength. he kindly extended to us sympathy and aid. We have frequently argued questions with him--and then, convinced or not convinced, we have trusted his superior judgment and followed his counsels, having so much confidence in his rare wisdom. The Book Agent feels almost orphaned by the death of Dr. Green.

We have seen the statement that Dr. Green would probably be made Bishop when the next vacancy in the Episcopal College would be called. O, no! we do not believe that Dr. Green would consent to be a Bishop. He would, indeed, have made a capital one--but he was a Bishop--without the miter and lawn sleeves--and all our honored Bishops respected him as their peer, and availed themselves of his wise counsels.

Dr. Green courted the Muses--though he found them somewhat coy. But his thoughts were wont to run in a rhythmic form, and though he did not concern himself much with the laws of versification, yet we have sometimes read a whole page of his blank verse--which he would bring to us for correction--without detecting a single metrical error! He wrote much for our periodicals. Some of his papers, especially those on the aborigines of our country--reminiscences of old times--articles on Church affairs, etc., are worthy of preservation in book form. He was rich in anecdote--and no one could tell a story better than Dr. Green.

He was immensely popular as a preacher, especially on great occasions--campmeetings, and the like. We have heard wonderful accounts of the effects produced by his rare descriptive powers. But on these points we shall not dwell--as already intimated, we leave the portrayal of his life and character to other hands.

His life was gentle; and the elements
So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up
And say to all the world, "This was a man!"

But he is dead.
It was the sweet summer sunset hour, and as the dulcet sounds of a song--one of the Doctor's favorites--were given forth by the choir, one could almost imagine that his spirit was present joining in the refrain about "the sweet fields of Eden"--where he is now roaming with unspeakable joy. We laid him down, in Mount Olivet Cemetery, side by side with his son-in-law, Capt Hunter, who was interred the Sunday previous, and of whose death the Doctor was not apprised until he shook hands with him on the other shore. There, too, lied the remains of other kindred--Aunt Polly (Miss Ridley, Mrs. Green's aunt), Mr. Fite's infant, and a sweet little bud (infant of Captain Hunter), laid there a few weeks ago. There is room for all the family--late may the honored widow, the two sons and two daughters of the Doctor, with their consorts and children be gathered ot the sacred spot-and then
May they be found, no wanderer lost,
A family in heaven!

His sons:
William Martin Green
Capt Frank Waters Green


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