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The Life And Ministry Of H. J. Wileman
On May 28th, 1860, much joy was expressed to a small circle of friends in the small country town of Oakham, because a seventh son was born of gracious, praying parents, who received their tender charge as a gift from God, to train in His fear. Judging from that early training, so distinct some of it even today, one can…
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The Life And Ministry Of George Turner
“The memory of the just is blessed.”—Prov 10:7 These words express our heart's feeling as we attempt to give the readers of the Earthen Vessel & Gospel Herald some account of our dear brother Turner, concerning whom it may truly be said that he was ''one of the excellent of the earth." George Turner was born at Oxney Green, Writtle,…
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The Life And Ministry Of Ebenezer Beecher
My Dear Brother,—In response to your request for a sketch of my life, I may say, that although born of believing parents on November 9th, 1837, and trained by them according to their ideas of propriety, it became evident in my case that, "that which is born of the flesh is flesh," and although I was preserved from going to…
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The Death And Funeral Of Charles Hancock
Our Lord and Master has been pleased to take to Himself our dearly beloved and faithful pastor, Mr. Charles Hancock, of Sturry. On Monday, December 18th he conducted the funeral service of Miss Charlotte Moat, and remarked at the graveside that we must all come to this. The next day he left home for Leicester, with his wife and daughter,…
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The Life And Ministry Of Charles Hancock
Dear Brother Banks,—You kindly ask me for a sketch of my life, together with a brief history of the cause of God in Sturry. I confess I have studiously avoided publicity in my present sphere, feeling I am not like most of God's servants, but of late years have been more drawn to you as editor of the Earthen Vessel…
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The Life And Ministry Of Adam Dalton
“Your fathers, where are they? And the prophets, do they live for ever?” Both No and Yes, says feeling and affection, struggling for the mastery. And while contemplating the attenuated frame of our old friend, we felt glad that his physical sufferings were so nearly ended, and the glory world so nearly reached. We must have talked hundreds of times…
