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by Laura Chase Smith, Dutton Press, 1903
Chapter XVII The New Bishop At Work
To quote again from the "Reminiscences". the Bishop says:
"With what mingled emotions of fear, hope and joy I set off for Ohio from
Philadelphia on horseback, as I came, is quite impossible to tell. I
remember the cold, the piercing wind, the snow and the slippery roads up and
down the Alleghenies. My horse became so strained that I was obliged to buy
another, fresh and young. With this faithful animal I kept pace with the
stage coach, then passing to Greensburg, not far from Pittsburgh."
But to what did the Bishop return?? On the 3d day of March, 1819, he arrived
at his home in Worthington, Ohio. His young wife was in her early grave. He
was the Bishop of a great diocese in extent, without salary and with
practically so few clergy as to make the cause of the Church almost
hopeless, five only in number, a vast emigration rushing in to buy the
fertile land, ...................What was he to do?
An affecting circumstance occurred previous to his journey to Philadelphia,
which was the means of bringing great comfort to the home at Worthington. A
niece of Mr. Chase, a young widow, who had recently emigrated from Vermont,
and soon after lost her husband, came to her uncle's home with her little
daughter. Welcome indeed at the time was her presence to the lonely man; and
ever, until the Bishop's death, did this lovely woman remain faithful,
tender, loving friend of himself and his children, a character as marked as
his own devotion to the Church of her love. It was she who welcomed the
Bishop when he returned from his consecration to his home, and who cared for
his infant son in his absence, and, as he long after said, became one of the
chief instruments in founding both Kenyon and Jubilee. There are still some
who remember "Aunt Lucia' well as the incarnation of
loving-kindness...........
After the Bishop's return, Mrs. Russell's presence was a great relief to him
in his home, and he immediately arranged his domestic affairs, to enter
entirely at his own charge upon his diocesan duty. He hired a trusty man
to take charge of his farm, and went on his way, as in the early days of the
Church, preaching, baptizing, administering confirmation and the Lord's
Supper to many; and wherever he went a blessing seemed to follow him."
...............
He believed in his work; it was to him the great and absorbing passion of
his life. Nothing else was so important; everything else must give way to
the needs of this one cause. ..................
Thus in these early days of hardship and toil he became, as has been truly
said of him. "one of the makers of our country."
..................
..............
During the early visitation St. Paul's Church, Steubenville, Ohio, was
organized. The destitute churchmen in Virginia across the river were
visited, and a parish at Wheeling was formed. The first diocesan journey
over, the Bishop returned to his home to meet clergy in convention for the
first time as their Bishop.
He was welcomed to his diocese with words of loving kindness which not only
touched his heart, but cheered and encouraged hi his hopes. A part of this
address is as follows:
"With no ordinary feelings, Right Reverend and dear sir, do we advert to the
present situation of the Church in the West. It is a rose planted in the
wilderness, may it be watered with the dews of Heaven; may it be nourished
by the continued blessing of Him who is the foundation of goodness, until it
blooms in beauty and perfection."
To which the Bishop replied in kind, touching with much earnestness upon the
subject so near to his heart, --- the need of more laborers in the field
ready and willing to go forth, giving of their best to the great work so
urgently needed.
Immediately after this convention at Worthington, Benjamin Birge, of
Lexington, Kentucky, was admitted to the holy order of deacons, and the same
day seventy-nine persons were confirmed by the Rt. Rev. Bishop Chase. This
was the convention of 1819, after which the Bishop divided his time among
his domestic, parochial, and diocesan duties.
.................................
The Rev. E. Searles held a position at the north, embracing more than a
hundred miles in circumference. The Rev. Samuel Johnston was in the south,
residing in Cincinnati. The Rev. Mr. Doddridge, of Virginia, officiated a
part of the time in the eastern counties of Ohio. The Rev. Intrepid Morse
********(Bishop's nephew, son of Abigail (Chase) and John Morse), now
admitted to priest's orders, took the town of Zanesville, the newly formed
parish of
Steubenville and several other places as missionary ground under his care.
............................
In this year 1819, Bishop Chase was married to Sophia May Ingraham, daughter
of Duncan and Susanna Ingraham, of Philadelphia. Mrs. Chase was a sister of
Mrs. Leonard Kip, the mother of Rt. Rev. Wm. Ingraham Kip, the first Bishop
of California; she was also the sister of Mrs. Sparrow, the wife of the Rev.
Professor Sparrow of Kenyon, afterward of Alexandria.
A curious incident occurred in the same year; Jack, the negro, who slipped
away from his comfortable home with Mr. and Mrs. Chase, while they lived in
New Orleans, is the hero of an interesting episode in the bishop's history.
As before stated, Jack had sailed away in the year 1807. In the year 1819,
he returned to New Orleans, was identified, and was imprisoned to await the
arrival of the legal powers, to be sold for the benefit of the master. At
this juncture, Dr. Dow, the Bishop's old friend, apprised him of these
facts, which put a new face upon an old picture.
As much as he needed money, the Bishop would never consent to sell the
unfaithful Jack but wrote immediately to Dr. Dow and other friends to
emancipate Jack and let him go whither he wished, provided he would pay his
prison fees and costs of suit. The reason why Jack's story is again
referred to will be revealed later, when he became an important person,
though only a poor faith less servant; for he proved an instrument in the
hand of Providence of rescuing the Bishop of Ohio from great distress in
London.
End Chapter XVII Harriet M. Chase hatchase(a)uswest.net
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by Laura Chase smith, Dutton Press, 1903
Chapter XVI Labor and Sorrow
Of this time, the fall of the year 1817, Mr. Chase says:
"The declining health of Mrs. Chase was the subject of the deepest
solicitude and incessant watchfulness, which, joined to the care of building
and furnishing a comfortable home for my family during the coming winter,
caused the circle of my duties as missionary to be somewhat confined.
Worthington was given half my services, and Delaware and Berksire each its
portion. In these alone I baptized more than one hundred, and before winter
the communicants had increased from a very few to sixty-five."
On the 5th of January, 1818, there was holden, according to previous notice,
a Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church at Columbus, Ohio, nearly in
the centre of the state. It consisted of two clergymen in full orders and
nine delegates only; and though few in number, they proceeded with the order
and regularity required in the most numerous assemblies. They had met
together in the name of the Lord and His blessing they implored. A President
and Secretary were appointed, and the following resolution was unanimously
adopted previously to all other business.
"Resolved: that we, the members of the Convention, are in communion with the
Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America, and also that
we do unanimously adopt the general constitution and canons of said
Church."
At this convention. a diocesan constitution was adopted, a report made on
the state of the Church, and a committee of respectable persons appointed,
whose duty it should be to raise means for the support of a bishop. At the
close of the proceedings of the convention, is the following record:
"Resolved: That the members of this Convention view with lively emotions of
pleasure the flourishing, though infant state of our Church in Ohio, and
that the committee earnestly recommends to the several parishes in the state
that each send at least one delegate to the convention to meet in
Worthington
on the first Monday in June.
Philander Chase, President of Convention
"David Prince, Secretary"
This was indeed the day of small things, as shown in the above Convention,
but the spirit of its members, its unanimity, its hopefulness promised well
for what has been accomplished in the Church of the Living God, since this
event, now eighty-four years in the past.
In the mind of the dear wife and loving mother, whose year of life with her
husband , in this new land, was now drawing to a close, this meeting of the
small number of churchmen was in reality the planting of a standard in this
Western world, which would gather the soldiers of the Cross to contend for
the "faith once delivered to the Saints" to the end of the world. To quote
from the "Reminiscences":
"To her eye it was like the cloud arising from the sea betokening abundance
of rain in spiritual showers upon a dry and parched land. All therefore who
were
present at this convention were treated by her with the utmost respect, as
instruments in God's hands of planting the Church; she honored them and gave
them all the attention, personally, her feeble frame would permit."
>From that time she failed; her prayers that she might be spared the agony of
losing her dear son were granted. Not in the way her friends would have
chosen. She went on her way to the world of light to the will of God,
blessing her husband and children with her last breath when, on the fifth
day of May, 1818, she found her rest.
A little less than a year ago, she had left her dear home in Hartford, where
her life had been surrounded by the loving presence of congenial friends,
and
where her sons now in college could spend their holiday with her. This
happy
circle was now broken, her first born son who had been kissed for the last
time on the day she left, she never saw again; and her son at Harvard, the
beloved Philander, also never meet his mother again in this life.
Within a few years these beautiful boys too had passed beyond. The little
son Dudley, who could not feel his loss, was alone left of those whom she
had loved, and for whose welfare her life had been one continual prayer.
There were other friends, dear brother and sisters in Vermont, who all would
have ministered to her comfort, and who by the stern necessities of life
were
deprived of this privilege. And thus this beloved woman died, and was buried
under the chancel window of the new church at Worthington.
Her prayer was answered that she might never be called upon to find a second
home, or to endure the sorrow of parting again from those she loved.
The tablet to the memory of Mary Chase, in the church at Worthington, bears
the inscription:
SACRED
TOO THE MEMORY OF MARY CHASE.
FIRST WIFE OF THE FIRST BISHOP OF OHIO
PHILANDER CHASE, SEN. D.D.
AND DAUGHTER OF DANIEL AND MARY FAY
BORN AT BETHEL, VERMONT, 1779
MARRIED JULY 19TH, 1796
DIED MAY 5TH, 1818.
...............
To the husband and father, there was little time for the luxury of sorrow,
stern realities were before him. The strong man buried his dead, cared for
his infant son as best he could, and faced the facts of his almost hopeless
condition.
The Convention, called for the Primary meeting in Columbus, was close at
hand, and it met at Worthington on June 3, 1818, not a month since Mrs.
Chase's death.
At this meeting Mr. Chase was elected to the bishopric of the Diocese of
Ohio. Proper notices of this event were sent to the standing committees of
the various dioceses, and the Bishop-elect started off for his consecration
<on horseback> at Philadelphia.
And now comes one of the most inexplicable and malicious, almost diabolical
events, which cannot even now be accounted for, except by the agency of some
evil spirit from the nether world. It is difficult to imagine a man or men
bad enough to give harbor to such evil thoughts against an innocent man
whose life and work distinctly gave the lie to the infamous story.
Upon his arrival at Baltimore, Bishop Kemp informed Bishop Chase that there
was opposition to his consecration as bishop. What rendered the matter
peculiarly distressing was that the Standing Committee refused to act on
this case, except by withholding their consents. Bishop White observed that
if there were a majority of the standing committees in other dioceses beside
Pennsylvania, the consecration might take place, but in that case he should
decline being one of those who would join in the consecration.
To this Mr. Chase replied that he himself, would never think of proceeding a
step in pursuit of consecration until all were satisfied of its lawfulness
and propriety; yea more, he would think it his duty to cease from preaching
and ministering in holy things altogether; for, understanding that the
objections affected his moral character, it was obvious that, if true, they
unfitted him for the discharge of his duties as presbyter, as they did for
those of bishop To meet the objections, therefore, was both his wish and his
indispensable duty.
"Then, " said Mr. Chase, " I request a meeting of the General Convention,
and stand pledged that the Diocese of Ohio will demand the same; for it
seems unreasonable that a Bishop-elect of any diocese should, by reason of
agitation affecting his character, be sacrificed for want of a proper
tribunal before whom he can meet his accusers and repel their charges."
The justice of this position was obvious. The Standing Committee took the
matter in hand, and after due investigation, all was found satisfy actory by
the board. Bishop White was present at every meeting, and when all
was brought to a close, that venerable prelate was heard to say he was
"satisfied that the gentleman who had opposed the consecration of the
Bishop-elect of Ohio would do well to consider if, upon a similar charge,
their own lives would bear a like investigation."
And thus, without even naming his assailants, Mr. Chase records the fact
that this shameful scheme to ruin the life of a true man came to an
ignominious end. He also remarks, apropos, of this defeated plot, that he is
"grateful to a Divine Providence that there are some now living who can
bear witness to the truth of this statement."
This event occurred more than eighty years ago; now, of course, there is no
man living who can fully explain the true inwardness of this plot,so
cunningly prepared and which so nearly succeeded, -- the courage of its
victim alone preventing its accomplishment.
As was stated in a previous chapter, the foundation of this incredibly
malicious effort to destroy the Bishop of Ohio was the fact that, at the
request of a respectable gentleman of New Orleans, Mr. Chase, then a
resident, admitted two sick negros taken from a slave ship into the servants
quarters of his home as an act of mercy.
The gentleman to whom the cargo was consigned was evidently not a monster of
a cruelty, but a man of conscience enough to care for the comfort of two
wretched human beings, utterly helpless and without friends.
Mr. Chase was requested to give shelter to these poor wretches in their
extremity, to which request he acceded. After weeks of suffering, cared for
by the family, one of the men died and the other recovered.
This is all the accusation brought forward, so far as known, against the
bishop-elect of Ohio, to prevent his consecration.
One can only wonder how such a base transaction could have been so far
successful that even Bishop White had evidently pre-judged the matter and
practically decided against the Bishop-elect, until the latter brought home
to him the obvious injustice of the scheme, when Bishop White could not but
consent to give Mr. Chase the opportunity to refute the charges brought
against him.
In the end Mr. Chase simply refers to it in these words: "To an ardent mind,
thus assailed in a strange city, with few or no acquaintances and far from
home, the delay of nearly four months required to answer the most futile and
malicious accusations was long and painful." And then he goes on to say
what few men could say under such galling circumstances:
"But I am thankful it was then so ordered, for it taught me patience, and by
the grace of God, qualified me for far greater trials which were in store
for me."
On the 11th of February, 1819, the concentration of the Bishop-elect of Ohio
took place in the city of Philadelphia, by the Rt. Rev. William White, D.D.;
Bishops Hobart of new York, Kemp of Maryland, and Croes of New Jersey, being
present and assisting. The Rev. Dr. Beasley preached the consecration
sermon, in St. James's Church.
In connection with this simple record of little known events, which will
never be fully explained, we find the following affecting words written long
after; "blessed be the Hand that covered the events of the future and the
suffering afterward endured in Ohio. One opposition by God's grace had been
overcome; yet the fact of its being of an unrighteous and cruel character,
groundless as well, and evidently at every step of danger, and the necessity
of unremitting prayer and vigilance."
At this time, eighty-four years ago, the gentle wife and mother had gone to
her early grave only a few months previous. Even now one may be thankful
that she at least was spared this trial, which was borne in such spirit by
the lonely man, who very human as he was, able to overcome all his
enemies by that faith which sustained him unto death.
End Chapter XVI Harriet M. Chase hatchase(a)uswest.net
by Laura Chase Smith, Dutton Press, 1903
Chapter XV Life at Worthington
Of the mind and character and Christian sentiments of the wife and mother
spoken by Mr. Chase in the preceding letter, one may judge from a letter
written in 1817 to a dear friend, Mr. Mary Tudor, whom she had left in her
happy home in Hartford, Connecticut:
"My Dear Mrs. Tudor:
It is not because I have forgotten my good friends in Hartford, or my
promise
to you in particular, that have delayed so long in fulfilling it. Indeed so
rapid I have delayed and unexpected, and so evidently directed by Divine
wisdom, are the late scenes of my life, that I have had no time but to
wonder and be grateful.
On the 13th of May, just before sunset, I imprinted the last kiss on the
check of my son George, who had lingered behind the carriage unwilling to
take his final leave of his mother and little brother; to say with what
emotion I drew down the curtain would be impossible.
'Father of Mercies!' said I in my heart as I took my last view of the place
where I had once hoped to spend my days. 'Into Thy hands I commend myself
and the events of my future life. Whatever it be Thy will to inflict, give
me grace to endure, and whatever of prosperity Thou hast in store for me,
give me grace to be thankful. Preserve, O God, the life and health of my
dear husband and for the rest "Thy will be done"'
The Sunday after I left Hartford, I spent in Utica, where several friends
called upon me. At Canandaigua Miss Clark, Miss Chapin and Miss Holley.
There is a beautiful church here, built since these young ladies returned
from Mrs. Royce's school, and they have in their clergyman a very amiable
and promising man --- Mr. Onderdonk of New York.
On the tenth day after I left Hartford I reached Batavia without accident,
and in much better health and spirits than when I set out upon my journey.
At this place I left the stage coach and hired a wagon to take me to my
sister's in Clarence. On the evening of the 25th we arrived in safety at the
habitation of my sister, and were welcomed with much cordiality to the woods
and the comforts of an infant settlement. The next day, without allowing
myself time to rest, I set about arranging things for a summer residence in
the woods.
A fortnight passed away and I was content and happy, anxious only to hear
from my husband, of whom I had no intelligence. On the 9th of June, a person
who had been at Buffalo on business, brought me a letter from Mr. Chase,
which said ' I am on my way to Cincinnati; in good health. Send the goods to
Sandusky and come yourself in a packet to Cleveland where I will (God
willing) meet you by the middle of next month, with wagons, horses,
conductors, etc., to your heart's content.' Dated at Columbus, May 12th,
1817.
I found I had no time to lose and immediately set about preparing myself for
the journey. At the same time, it set in to rain and it was not until the
15th of the month at 4 P. M. that I was able to go on board for Cleveland.
The wind was fair and the hope of soon meeting my husband put me in good
spirits.
'I think you have been at sea,' said a passenger, 'and must be acquainted
with the danger of overloading the vessel. Pray, do you not think we are in
danger if we should have a blow?'
We had beside other lading, nine hundred barrels of salt on board. For a
moment Hope let go her anchor!
I was safely landed at Cleveland on the 17th of June about 10 A. M. and with
other passengers went to the only decent public house in the place. As soon
as I arrived and the host appeared, I asked him if there was a clergyman
here by the name of Chase. 'No' 'Has there been any one of that name?'
'No. A
Mr. Searle has been here, but no Mr. Chase.' I then directed my brother to
go to the post-office for letters. He returned in a moment with no letter.
Not more than ten minutes passed, when a gentleman inquired for Mrs. Chase,
and when he was shown into the room said that he had just heard of my
arrival and thought it would be gratifying to me to learn something of my
husband!
'I heard him preach yesterday, ' said he, 'and he will be here in a few
hours.'
In a few hours, indeed only three, I found myself in my dear husband's arms.
He is browner and older, but in good health and spirits. May the goodness of
God to me this day ever warm and animate my spirit!
We were in Cleveland two days, and then Mr. Chase left us to visit some of
the newly formed parishes on the Reserve and to return a horse loaned him to
visit throughout the State.
I and my family proceeded in a covered wagon to Canton, where we waited four
days for Mr. Chase; he having joined us, we again set forward, passing
through Kendal to Worster, distant thirty-five miles from Canton, over the
worst roads that can be imagined. From Worster to Frederick, forty miles,
the roads were good, and the country delightful. Indeed when I passed over
this part of the country I forgave those writers who,in describing this
new world appear rather to be speaking of a world of imagination than one
of reality.
This country is varied with hill and upland, and one may fancy the prairies
to be cultivated meadows adorned with beautiful and fragrant wild flowers,
and skirted with a mingling of wild plum and crab-apple. The uplands are
gently ascending and thinly scattered with beautiful forest trees. Here one
may imagine some gentleman of taste and fortune has fixed his residence, and
in adorning the lands about his home has so artfully disposed his vines and
trees as to be taken for Nature's rival.
Were it not for the certainty that this beautiful and picturesque country is
inhabited by persons not famous for neatness, taste or civilization, one
could imagine some castle or villa amid the scenery so delightful.
>From Frederick to this place, the soil is rich but the country is new, yet
everywhere affording abundance where man is not sparing of his labor. On the
first day of July we arrived at this place.
I cannot tell you with what emotion I beheld this spot, which is probably to
be my home for life. At any rate, if I should ever be called upon to seek a
new home again, I shall be spared the pain of breaking attachments and
separating from friends as much to be valued of their mental attainments as
for their Christian lives. But may God avert the necessity of another
removal.
With my husband and children around me and living in the mist of people
whom the ordinances of religion have a beneficial influence, and where the
sphere of my husband's influence is greatly enlarged, I am content till the
Great Shepherd shall call me to the fold of everlasting rest.
Oh! if there is anything that wholly weans us from the world, it is having
no place in it that one can call home, living like our ancient exemplars,
'strangers and pilgrims' even in a land of promise.
Worthington, the place of our present residence, is pleasantly situated on
the left bank of the Whetstone, one of the branches of the Scioto River. It
is but thirteen years since the first family moved to this wilderness. The
settlers are for the most part from New England, sober and industrious
people.
There is a large brick academy with several handsome brick houses; a large
cotton factory and a church are to be built next year. Mr. Chase is
appointed principal of the Academy, an office at present merely nominal.
This is the field designed for Philander, if it shall please God to preserve
his life and health and to keep him 'unspotted from the world.'
(She must be referring to her son,Philander)
To you, who can so readily enter into my feelings, I can say, that if any
evil should come to this dear boy, it would require the utmost exertion of
my Christian faith with unfeigned sincerity and resignation to say 'Thy
will be done'; knowing my own heart, I pray our Father in Heaven that He
will spare me the trial I should be so little able to bear.
I endured the journey hither much better than could have been imagined, but
my little Dudley has not been so well and requires much care."
Here this letter was laid aside and nothing was added to it until October
20th, a period of several months, during which the brave heart of this
gentle and lovely woman had evidently been fighting with homesickness in the
strange and ungenial conditions of life in a new country, where competent
nurses and ordinary household service could not be obtained, ill herself,
and gradually sinking with that illusive disease, consumption, and her
little son seriously ill, she evidently rallied all her failing strength to
do her utmost to live for the sake of those she loved. This touching letter
is resumed October 20, 1817:
"You see, my dear Mrs. Tudor, by the different dates of my letter that I
have been long neglectful of my acknowledged obligation. This is owning to
my baby's illness and that we are unable to procure any help. With a sick
child who requires by day and night my constant care, it was not surprising
that this state of things should bring on my old trouble, hemorrhage of the
lungs. This brought on so great weakness at times, that I could scarcely
arise from my bed, but as the weather became cooler and the little boy is
better, I think I am somewhat improved.
The weather is fine and I have been able of late to ride every moring, which
has contributed much to my health and to that of my little son. May I be
duly thankful for all my blessings.
I have just learned by a letter from Philander of the alarming sickness
which
prevails at Cambridge. May the good God protect my boy! I know not how it
is,
now why it is, but my heart has been full of anxiety ever since I have been
in this place. My imagination is not apt to get better of my judgment, but
in this case I own myself to be a very child.
I hope all Mr. Chase's friends will forgive him for seeming want of
attention to them. He has scarcely an unoccupied moment, the care of his
parishes and of the infant church in this new world, and the necessity of
providing a shelter for his family during the coming winter, completely fill
his time.
Tell dear Mrs. Adams that I have the satisfaction of informing her that I am
not likely to become joint inhabitant with the pigs and fowls of a log
cabin, and though we have not everything we could wish for, we have enough
to be thankful for.
Among those I knew in Hartford I know of none whom I am likely to forget.
My illness and that of my family must apologize for my delay in writing;
even now, I write with my boy at my elbow, talking or crying, while on the
other hand is the daily provision for my family.
Remember me most affectionately to Mr. Tudor, and may God have you both in
His
Holy Keeping.
Ever your Friend, Mary Chase
Letter from Mary Chase to her son George, giving impressions of the early
days at Worthington:
"Worthington, Ohio, Nov. 11th, 1817
My Dear Son
By Mr. Russell I write you for the first time since my arrival in this new
world. Not that I have ceased to think of you very often and to pray to God
for you, with fervor of a fond parent separated from her darling children.
O, when I meet you again, may I find you such as my heart will fondly
acknowledge and my mind justly commend!
Your father having written to both of you, when we first came here, and
given a description both of our journey and situation in this place, our
hopes and prospects to come, it remains to me only to pick up the scarps of
information which may perhaps be links in the chain of information
communicated to you by your father.
It was a rather singular circumstance in the events of my life that the
first intelligence I should receive of you after my arrival in this country,
should have been by the way of the President of the United States. <<< James
Monroe>>>.
Yet so is the fact; he said he saw you and left you in good health with your
uncle in Vermont.
Your father has quite recovered his health since his coming to this country,
and he enters into the business of farming with the enthusiasm which is so
peculiar to himself. He has been setting out apple trees, and six hundred is
to complete his orchard of the present. Peach and apple trees there are now
growing and producing fruit; a nursery and a variety of other fruit trees
will complete the projects of the present year.
Little Dud is full of mischief as he can be, and altogether a most lovely
and interesting boy. His hair is rather long with accrue at the ends, soft
and glossy, his eyes bright with intelligence, rosy cheeks, a double chin,
and is altogether one of the best formed children I have ever seen, insomuch
that a lady told me she would take him for a model if she were going to
draw a Cupid; and as to his mind, thanks to a merciful Creator, it is by no
means below mediocrity.
He has, what I dare say will please you, an evident partially for martial
music, and will dance and march with all the fervor imaginable. Without
being
able to yet speak plainly he will point out a number of the letters, and
seems to delight to be able to do so. He is preserving in his disposition,
but will relinquish his most favorable pursuit out of affection to his
friends. Blessed be God of all His mercies to me, in making me the parent
of children with so many and rich endowments. May neither I nor they forget
that the life and talents He Has given were for the improvement and for
eternity, and when we go thither, may none of us be wanting.
My health has not been good since I have been in this country, but it seems
better now than it has been.
A blessing seems to be attending everything relative to our coming to this
country. Our journey and meeting were next to a miracle, and everything we
have put our hands to do seems to have had the Divine blessing added. May I
ever be duly sensible of and thankful for all the mercies of God toward me
and mine; and what I say more --- be a good boy and remember that you are as
a
son to your uncle and aunt; never forfeit their love for you by any
downright disrespect or disobedience.
Friendship is easily kept, but lost when not is not easily regained, and you
are now arrived to manhood, and what was excused and forgiven in the child
will long be remembered in the man.
I do not feel quite well or I believe I should not have written you quite so
dull al letter and one so little interesting, but my spirits are not always
good, and when I think of the distance between me and my children, I am
quite in the blues; but now I can do nothing for them but commit them with
my blessing into the hands of a merciful God. May He have them now and ever
in His Holy keeping."
"Mary Chase"
End Chapter XV Harriet M. Chase hatchase(a)uswest.net
Lonnie,
I am very sorry, but I need to request that you remove me from this
list. I have run out of time to do look-ups. There are several other
people on the list with the same book so hopefully, this won't cause too
much of a problem.
Thank you,
Joan
_________________________
Lonnie Chase wrote:
> This is a list of people who do Chase look-ups. Their name, followed
> by the title of the books they own and their E-mail address.
>
> Alice Leonard - Source: "The Descendants of Philander Chase"
> jewels4u(a)nvbell.net
>
> Ann Chase - Source: "History of the Town of Cornish, New Hampshire
> with Genealogical Record 1763 - 1910 Vol. II". annchase(a)webtv.net
>
> Derek Chase - Sources: "Early Loyalist Saint John"; "Early New
> Brunswick Marriages"; "The Old United Empire Loyalist List"; "The
> Loyalists of New Brunswick". chasede(a)nbnet.nb.ca
>
> Joan Carnahan Carlin - Sources: "Seven Generations of the Descendants
> of Aquila and Thomas Chase". "Records of the Descendants of Rev.
> Nathaniel Chase of Buckfield, ME. with a Brief Account of His
> Ancestors". jcarlin(a)syix.com
>
> Joyce Chase Jarvis - Source: "Seven Generations of the Descendants of
> Aquila and Thomas Chase". JCHASJ(a)aol.com
>
> Lisa R. Cleversey - Source: "Seven Generations of the Descendants of
> Aquila and Thomas Chase". "The Descendants of Aquila and Ann Chase"
> lclevers(a)bellsouth.net
>
> Lonnie Chase - Source: "Seven Generations of the Descendants of
> Aquila and Thomas Chase". The "Chase Chronicles."
> "Some of the Descendants of William Chase of Roxbury & Yarmouth."
> chase1858(a)bwn.net
>
> Robert Fillerup - Source: "Descendants of Samuel Chase of New
> Brunswick". rcf(a)code-co.com
>
> Lynn Chase - Sources: "Genealogy of a Portion of the Descendants of
> William Chase, Who came to America in 1630, and died in Yarmouth
> Massachusetts, May, 1659." - "The Winthrop Fleet of 1630" (A little
> about William Chase) - "Seven Generations of the Descendants of Aquila
> and Thomas Chase". JLynn112(a)aol.com
>
> Lonnie Chase
> chase1858(a)bwn.net
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Subject: LIFE OF PHILANDER CHASE #20
| by Laura Chase Smith, Dutton Press 1903
|
| CHAPTER XIV ORGANIZING PARISHES AND FARM cont'd
|
| Letter to son, George continues
| At Worster I entered upon my old track,but there had been so much rain
that
| it could not be followed by reason of an unadated prairie. A Mr. Skinner
| said that he would go with us and help us to get over the Lake Fork of the
| Mehicken, at a place three miles before we came to his house, where some
of
| the party at least might stay over night.
|
| The sun was an hour and a half high when we reached the river, not very
| wide, but deep and rapid. Two or three sons of the forest who had come to
| help us, well acquainted with the water and good swimmers. They were from
| fourteen to sixteen years old an nth most alert and obliging fellows I
ever
| saw.
|
| The only means of transportation we had was a canoe from twelve to fifteen
| feet long, and broad enough in the broadest place for a man of my size to
| sit down by squeezing a little. Well! how sped we? The horses were
first
| mounted one by one, six in number, by our brave young lads and plunged
| headlong into the rapid current. Pray fancy to yourself this lively scene,
| your mother with your little brother in her arms, who could scarcely be
| restrained from << jumping out for>> love of the wild flowers on the bank,
| and Elmira sitting on the baggage.
|
| The young woodsmen mounted the horses with more adroitness than a riding
| master, without a bridle, and dashed them down the steep bank into the
| stream, to them, bottomless. The first you would see after this would be
| the heads of the boys and the horses, and then, from the rebound and
| struggle of the animal, the forelegs striking in quick succession the
swift
| surface of the stream; then by cuffing one side and then the other, as
they
| steered up or down the stream, the boys got them safe across, and the
horses
| were soon feeding in the green pastures on the other side.
|
| Now for our wagons, our baggage, and our precious selves! The bodies of
the
| wagons were poised on our little canoe, a pound's weight would seem to be
| fatal o either reside, yet th lads managed them.. Did you ever see rope
| dancers? I have, and I assure you it was nothing to this. The boys stood
| on the bow and stern of the little canoe and got everything across the
| flowing tide. The wheels were transported in the same way, and such was
the
| smallness of the skiff and the rapidity of the current that the wheels, as
| the bow of the canoe was kept nearly up the stream, were set in motion as
if
| they were on land propelled a horse.
|
| Then with your little brother in my arms I committed myself to the mere
| pig's trough. Did I look back to your mother as we pushed this precious
load
| from this firm land? I did; a mother's prayer was read in every feature,
| and a mother's prayer was graciously answered. We got safe to shore.
|
| What think you of my feelings as our brave lads took on board their next
| precious cargo, your mother and Aunt Elmira? I watched the motion of the
| little ark of safety till all was well.
|
| Unconscious of its speed we saw not the fast -setting sun, and the shades
of
| evening were upon us. It bade us made haste and be off. Our carriage was
| soon ready, our goods replaced, and we went on our way to the very
| settlement, where Mr. Skinner was beginning to make his home and where he
| opened his farm and plantation three months ago. Good cheer made amends
for
| the dangers we had suffered. In the morning <<Sunday>> it rained, and we
had
| two more forks to pass. At this hour they were forbade, but might not be
so
| with an hour's rain. To go on was a necessity. On Monday through the bad
| roads we reached Fredrick. On Monday to Berkshire, on Tues to Worthington.
|
| The next day, although much fatigued, your mother went to see my farm, and
| happy I am to say, she is pleased beyond my expectations. the apples are
fit
| to make pies, and the peaches almost beginning to blush. I am now very
busy
| in building a barn and farm house. As to my house in town, it must be left
| until I am better prepared.
|
| My dear George, remember my prayer is always for you, that you may be kept
| in peace, in health and safe from sin. Do nothing without your uncle's
| advice. Write to me often, and remember with what tender affection I am
| Your Father,
| Philander Chase
| end of letter
|
| "In closing this letter long years after, "says Mr. Chase, "I am thrilled
| with the memories of the days when it was written; the son to whom it was
| addressed has long since gone, and his younger brother also.
|
| Their dear mother went away even before the sons, yet the providence and
| goodness of God remain as fresh to me as ever; the same hand that then
| upheld me and kept me and them in His care, now sustains the aged frame of
| the husband and father in the discharge of his overwhelming duties and in
| sustaining his painful trials."
|
| end Chapter XIV Harriet M. Chase hatchase(a)uswest.net
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by Laura Chase Smith, Dutton Press 1903
CHAPTER XIV ORGANIZING PARISHES AND FARM
Arrived at Windsor, Mr. Chase met with a warm welcome from Judge Solomon
Griswold, a brother of Bishop Griswold. This good man was from West Windsor,
Connecticut, and with a few families had come to northern Ohio when it was
an entire wilderness. "I am rejoiced " said he, "to see a Church clergyman,
................
...................
While in Windsor there was a consultation of persons from various townships
near as to the expediency of holding a Convention, at the beginning of the
coming year, at Columbus. This was agreed upon with "great unanimity and
zeal." Thus the earnest and high-souled missionary inaugurated his great
work.
To go back to the injured leg; before he arrived at Judge Griswold's it was
so swollen that the boot could not be drawn off until the next day. Imagine
his discomfort while holding service!
After this, Mr. Chase was obliged to travel entirely on horseback, leaving
his trunk at Windsor, with the intention of buying a horse as soon as
possible. Here, however, he was spared the necessity, for a friend
volunteered his horse for use during the use of the whole journey, and he
joyfully says: "There are some names in Sardis whose garments are not
defiled with covetness." (???)
After this he spent a month organizing parishes at Ravenna, Middleburg,
Zanesville, and Columbus. Grass did not grow under the feet of his horse in
these days of early spring, neither did this robust missionary forget his
duty to his family, for he wrote to his wife to come to Buffalo in the
spring, send their household goods to Sandusky, and come herself to
Cleveland by the middle of June, where she might expect to meet her husband,
He must have taken a great deal for granted in making such arrangements,
which he himself acknowledges, for there were then no canals, no railways,
no steamboats on the Great Lakes. The only packet of any kind that sailed
Lake Erie was the brig "Michigan", and even she was a trading vessel, not
intended for passengers.
Meantime, great uncertainty attended his appointments. He had fixed on no
place for his home; he knew not whiter he should travel; where he should
make his visits was unknown to him; and yet he had given directions for the
removal of his family and effects, as if all were a certainty. this was done
in May, and from the centre of Ohio he went to Cincinnati, officiating as he
passed through Springfield and Dayton, and arriving in Cincinnati late on
Saturday.
Dr. Drake received him kindly and made provisions that he should preach "in
the brick meeting-house with two steeples, " the next day. The congregation
was large and attentive, and at the close of forming a parish attached to
the Episcopal Church, Mr. Chase would meet them at Dr. Drake's immediately
after the service. At this meeting a goodly number of the "most respectable
citizens" were present, among them General William Henry Harrison.
Mr. Chase does not give any further information in regard to the founding of
the first parish in Cincinnati. It is supposed to have been St. Paul's
parish, now the cathedral of that city.
Up to this time the story of Mr. Chase's missionary work has been taken, in
part, from the "Reminiscences", which was written by him from memory. In
the following letter to his son George, he describes his wife's arrival at
Cleveland, and their journey to Worthington, where he had bought a small
farm, and where he intended to make his future home:
"Worthington, Ohio, July 10, 1817.
My dear son George:
Yesterday your mother and I took a ride from this place to Columbus, where,
at the post-office, I found a letter from you dated the 30th of May. If you
had known the abundance of mercies which the good God was pouring upon us,
almost to a miracle, to your father, mother, uncle and aunt, and little
brother on their journey hither, you might have spared yourself the trouble
of that part of your letter which related to them. While at Columbus, before
my visit to Cincinnati, I addressed your mother at Clarence near Buffalo.
My
letter, dated the 12th of May, just said; 'Send the goods to Sandusky,
yourself be at Cleveland a month hence'
This done, I went on my journey by way of Dayton, Lebanon, Cincinnati,
Willamsburg, Newmarket, Chillcothe, Circleville, Lancaster, and thence to
Columbus. At Worthington I held service the first Sunday in June, and the
same week I promised to become the rector of St. John's Church, Worthington,
Trinity Church, Columbus and St. Peter's Church. Delaware, fifteen miles
north, bought five lots in this village and a farm of one hundred and fifty
acres on the way to Columbus, --- good land, sixty acres under cultivation,
good apple and peach orchard, fruit plenty, no buildings.
I received from the trustees of Worthington Academy the appointment of
Principal. Monday, the 9th, I set my face toward Cleveland, to fulfill my
appointment with your mother. The week previous I went to Delaware, Thursday
to Norton on the frontier. Returned to Delaware, and on Sunday held divine
service and administered the Communion in Berkshire, where this is a parish
to which I shall minister until it can be otherwise supplied.
After starting for Cleveland on Monday, my course was northeast, travelled
twenty-two miles on a bad road to Frederick, a settlement on the head-waters
of the Licking River. Thursday, rode through a fine dry chestnut and oak
country, thirty-six miles, to the Lake Fork of the Mchicken, which empties
into the White Woman at Coshocton. On Wednesday, rode northerly direction
through a country just beginning to be settled, soil very rich and roads
muddy. Next day went twelve mile to Medina --- be the county seat, soil
very rich, beautifully situated. Next day, Friday, held divine service in
Medina and rode on to Liverpool, eight miles, where I held service again the
same day.
Saturday it rained all day, rode only two miles to another lodging place.
Sunday, rode in the morning four miles to Columbia, where the brothers of
the Rev. A. Bronson, of Vermont. Here I preached, morning and evening, and
was much cheered by the prospects of the Church.
Monday, June 16, 1817, a day marked in my calendar, I mounted my horse for
Cleveland, now twenty miles off. I was in company with Esq.. Bronson.
Crossing the Rocky River twice without any accident though the water was
deep and no bridge, I found we were on the ridge road which is all along the
lake sandy, and very good. My horse somehow or other kept the lead and went
very fast. "What's the matter?' said Mr. Bronson. 'Are you riding for a
wager?' 'Something more important, 'said I.' 'I can guess what that is, '
said he.
At half-past one I dismounted from my horse at the mouth of the Cuyahoag
River, opposite Cleveland. Safe in the boat. 'Pray Mr. Boatman have you any
late arrivals from Buffalo?' 'Yes, there were two, who, with a young
gentleman, had charge of a child. They have just gone up town.' 'Pray,
Landlord, ' said I as I entered an inn, 'do you know or can you tell me
who -- where --- I can find ---' Your family, Mr. Chase. Yes, we know you
and them; they are in a tavern safe and sound waiting for you.'
It seems my arrival had been known from one end of the village to the other.
Soon had I your dear mother and little brother in my arms, blessing God in
one breath and asking a thousand questions in another.
Tuesday I had service at Cleveland. Wednesday I left your mother to return
my
horse, which through all my journeying was a borrowed one. The owner (God
bless him!) lived sixty miles east of Cleveland at Windsor, which you will
remember was where I organized my first parish in Ohio. thither, then I
went, leaving your mother and her precious charge, to steer her course in
the first inland navigation wagon, of which there are many of great
convenience and safety, passing from Cleveland to Canton.
Next day, Friday, mounted my horse with a prospect of twelve miles through a
mere forest to Windsor. In half an hour it began to rain in sheets through
the whole distance. Oh! if you could have seen me plunging through the
deepest mire, midrib to my horse, wet the blessed while as water could make
me. but the trouble is over, I arrived safely among my loving Christian
friends and all is well.
....................
Monday, with a man carrying my trunk which I had left in Windsor, I went
over my old route to Parkman and Ravena, the county seat where the court was
in session. I had service at Ravenna, --- the congregation very large,
church much increased. Here I saw Mr. B of Vermont. He told me (will you
believe it?) that he left Mrs. Chase and family safe and well in Canton.
What news for me! At least four days sooner than I expected. On Wednesday
night I was with them again, rejoicing.
"The same evening I hired a wagon, good and new, with two fine horses, and
Tuesday morning started with bag and baggage. Here we cut a figure. Good
roads and luck though Kendall senteen miles, stayed at a mere hut. On
Friday started in good spirits, but what? Never were such roads, the horses
'stalled.' this is the term given to that very pleasant position moving
people are in, who get stuck in the mud an have to get oxen to draw them
out. And we got on but twelve miles the whole blessed day, and even that
would not have been accomplished had I not hired the third horse.
At Worster I entered upon my old track,but there had been so much rain that
it could not be followed by reason of an unadated prairie. A Mr. Skinner
said that he would go with us and help us to get over the Lake Fork of the
Mehicken, at a place three miles before we came to his house, where some of
the party at least might stay over night.
(Letter continued immediately to follow in #20)
Chapter XIII PIONEER MISSION WORK IN OHIO Cont'd
The next morning was cold and clear, --- no wind. A fine, large horse was
put before a sleigh, or rather a cutter, in New England style, large enough
to accommodate the travellers and the driver who was engaged to take them to
the Four Corner, a place where there were two log cabins five miles short of
the Pennsylvania line. It was sunrise before the party started. In going
out upon the frozen lake, they passed between mounds of ice and sometimes
over large cakes thrown up by the storms of winter.
But the driver knew his way, and horse and cutter were both strong. Mr.
Chase says: "The scene before us, as we came out from the mounds of ice,
was most brilliant and even sublime. Before us, up to the lake, was a
level expanse of glassy ice from two to three miles wide, between two ranges
of ice mountains, all parallel with the lake shore as far as the eye could
reach. On this expanse and on these mountains, and on the icicles which
hung in vast numbers and in infinite variety of forms, from the rocky shore
on the left, the rising sun was pouring his cheerful beams. Light and
shade, brilliance and darkness, were in such proximity and so blended as to
produce a most bewildering effect.
As we drove through this scene of beauty and sublimity, we were taught a
striking lesson of God's lesson care,even for the wild eagles who were
fasting upon the fresh fish just from the ice, as they upon the fresh fish
just from the ice, as they sat upon these frozen mountains, each with a fish
in his claws."
"What noble birds! Where do they get these fish at this season? was asked.
"They get them, " said the driver, "from the top of the ice. They were
thrown up last winter in the storm and being frozen at once, have kept
perfectly fresh, and the sun thaws them out for the eagles and ravens,
who at this time have nothing else to eat."
As the driver told this simple fact of the eagles, the fish, and the ravens,
Mr. Chase's thought's turned upon his lonely and almost discouraged
condition. "And will not He who feedeth the eagles and ravens feed and
support a poor, defenceless, and solitary missionary, who goeth forth
depending on His mercy to preach His Holy Word and build up his Church in
the wilderness?" he asked himself.
>From this hour he adopted as his motto, "Jehovah Jireh," "the Lord will
provide, " --- -- the answer of faith.
It was not quite noon the Cattaraugus driver stopped on the ice opposite the
Four Corner. Thus far had the Lord helped. The travellers left their
luggage on the bank and walked up to the two cabins. Mr. Chase, perceiving
a pair of fine horses standing with harness on, and a man at work near-by,
said:
"Who owns these horses?"
"I do, said the man.
"Have you a good sleigh?"
"Yes"
"Will you put them before it at once, and take us up the lake as far as the
Pennsylvania line?"
At this time the man hesitated, but finally said: "I have just moved from
the east and want money bad enough, having expended every cent in moving my
family. The wind puts the water in the lake in motion and causes the ice to
crack dangerously, but if you will give me a little extra, I think I will
go."
The bargain was soon made, and after eating a few doughnuts to allay their
sharp hunger, and hearing the man whistling to his dog and cracking his whip
over his prancing horses all ready to start, they ran to the shore
and seated themselves in the sleigh. On they went over the ice at almost
railroad speed; for the horses had a good driver and the travellers felt
their spirits rise in the exciting but dangerous race for life that it
really was, -- for the cracks in the ice became visibly wider as they
advanced. But no word was spoken.
The horses having trotted without injury
over the narrow cracks, became accustomed to leap over the wider ones, but
none were enough yet to let in the runners lengthwise, and the travellers
thanked God silently for every successful leap.The horses seemed to enjoy
the excitement; no whip was needed. The driver clung to his seat; swifter
and swifter the good beasts carried them on until a house was in sight, and
the driver pulled up to the smooth, pebbly shore.
The driver said: "This is the place where I promised to bring you, --the
Pennsylvania line. You are now on the lake shore of that State."
Mr. Chase replied: "I will go no farther on the lake."
"I am glad of that, " said Mr. Hibbard, "my heart has been in my mouth all
the way."
"Why did you not say?" said Mr. Chase.
"Because," said Mr. Hibbard, "I was ashamed to own I had not as much courage
as a minister!"
The driver received his pay, called for his dog, and was off for home. Once
more the travellers were left upon the lonely beach.
Any one who has seen the breaking up of ice on any one of the Great Lakes in
the early spring can well feel the breeziness of this little sketch.
Probably it was not without a certain very piquant enjoyment for all three
of the men concerned. It is well to be hoped that the brave driver and the
fine horses, as well as the dog, got over the cracks in the ice safely.
There was a lonely log hut on the beach not far away; and our travellers,
finding no accommodation for man or beast, succeeded in hiring a boy to
carry
Mr. Chase's trunk on horseback for two miles. Where they found a comfortable
house, obtaining food and lodging for the night.
They found no way to "get on," however, therefore went on foot, occasionally
catching a ride on a country wagon, and sending the luggage on to Erie by
means of a chance vehicle going in that direction. From Erie, they succeeded
in getting a conveyance to Coneaut Creek, in Ohio; and thus the future
Bishop of Ohio entered into his diocese that was to be! Mr. Hibbard, at
this point, left his traveling companion of days, and they never met again.
Here Mr. Chase began his missionary work in Ohio. Coneaut Creek, now Salem,
was then a cluster of a few log houses. There was not a churchman in the
place. Mr. Chase held service, using all that was possible from the Prayer
Book, and preaching. "all present 'admired' the prayers; this was good so
far, but it would have been much better had they joined in them."
On Monday, the 17th, Mr. Chase obtained conveyance to Ashtabula, where he
remained and officiated for a week, when a Mr. Seymour took him on to Rome
(Ohio). It would seem that up to this time, in this part of Ohio, there were
no public means of travel. Another matter is worthy of note, ---that Mr.
Chase remained long enough in these new towns, not only to hold service and
preach, but to instruct the ignorant in the ways of the Church, and to seek
for those who might hitherto have known something of its usage, and who had
already been baptized.
The weather having changed to severe cold, he and his friend, Mr. Seymour,
suffered; but they at last arrived at the home of a Mr. Cromwell, near
Austinburg, who was an ardent churchman and welcomed Mr. Chase with
expression of joy. He had lawyers kept his Prayer Book through all the
varying influence of friends and neighbors, -- his family being at variance
with him also, yet he found in time they would all see more clearly, and for
this he had always prayed. "And here, " said Mr. Chase, "his prayer, was
heard and in the end the whole family was trained in the way of primitive
order."
The same night Mr. Chase held service in Mr. Crowell's house, -- the
neighbors coming in from their cabins in the surrounding forest, lighted by
their hickory torches.
>From Mr. Crowell's home in the wilderness, Mr. Seymour returned to
Ashtabula, when the question arose how should Mr. Chase get to Windsor, a
town where were several churchmen. Mr. Crowell offered to lend him his
"stiff-kneed mare" to help him over the watercourses, which kindly offer he
accepted.
It was ten miles to Windsor, and the road, except for two or three miles was
through dense forest. The path, a part of the way, was rough with frozen
mud, and the poor beast with her stiff knee limped sorely. Before the
second mile was over, in attempting to avoid a log on one side and a deep
hole on the other, she caught her "game leg" and fell with the rider's foot
under her, fast in the stirrup. A few struggles and his leg was released,
but the poor animal lay there still. On examination her leg was found fast
between two logs, and a long lever was needed to set it free. A rail was
taken from the fence and then the puzzle came, where to stand?
If he stood far enough back to raise the log by bearing on the outer end of
the lever, he was not near enough to put a block under the log to keep what
was gained. After several fruitless attempts, he felt inclined to indulge in
a hearty laugh at the ridiculous he cut by the wayside, thus bothered.
Sympathy for the poor suffering beast, however, enabled him, by great
exertion, to throw off the log from her leg and she was once more on her
feet.
Mr. Chase left her at a house near-by, to be sent back to he owner, and with
his bruised and aching foot went on his way to Windsor as bravely as he
could on his own legs. Happily the way through the woods was frozen, with
much smooth ice. "What a blessing to a man with sprained ankle and a bruised
leg!"
End! chapter XIII Harriet M. Chase hatchase(a)uswest.net
by Laura Chase Smith, Dutton Press, 1903
Chapter XIII PIONEER MISSION WORK IN OHIO
(for those keeping apt attention Chapter XII has been omitted , though
perhaps a bit interesting has little to no bearing of historical or
genealogical significance)
(this will describe how the journey was made from Hartford, CT to Buffalo,
New York.
Mr. Chase met his flock (in Hartford) for the last time on the 2n of March,
1817, and administered to them the Holy Communion. He had delivered no
farewell sermon on that sad day, yet all present were in tears and all went
silently away, praying that God would watch and protect their friend and
pastor; and one may believe that these prayers were heard by Him who hath
all things in His hand.
The rector walked from the church to his home on Burr Street alone; "cold
blew the night wind, drifting fast the snow." One may imagine how his heart
was chilled, how drear the prospect seemed, when early next morning the
stage called for him, the farewell words were spoken to wife and child, and
he began his melancholy journey to "the Ohio."
Bishop Clark, of Rhode Island, refers to this in a commemorative sermon
preached in Christ Church in 1879. "some of you can recall the ministry of
the ardent and energetic Bishop Chase; and perhaps you now remember that
wintry afternoon when he held his farewell service, while the snow was
beating against the windows in the plain, old wooden biding where you then
went to worship. You may have seen him starting the next morning in the
storm, as he went forth, relinquishing the comforts and refinements of the
place where , he declared, he passed the sunniest portion of his eventful
life, to discharge the rough work of a pioneer of the Church in what was
then a western wilderness.
I do not know that any of those whom I address to-day can recall the scene,
for it was now more than sixty years since he laid down his rectorship of
this church, to become, two years afterward, the first Bishop of Ohio, and,
in 1835, the first Bishop of Illinois. And as an indication of the estimate
that was placed upon his labors here, I quote from a long letter addressed
by the wardens and vestry, 1818, to the standing committees of New Jersey
and Pennsylvania: 'When he entered upon his parochial duties here he found
the
parish weak and containing scarcely thirty communicants, and when he
quitted it he left it augmented in members and in attachment, and with
communicants increased to about one hundred and ten.'
As there was very little of commonplace in the life of Bishop Chase, so
there were no neutral tints in his character; the lines were sharply drawn
and the coloring deep and strong. Right or wrong, he was not to be easily
diverted from his course, and his own strong conviction that he was sure to
be right was one of the secrets of his power. He was never ashamed of his
Divine Master, and did not seem to know what the fear of man meant."
The four hundred miles from Hartford to Buffalo on Lake Erie made the
beginning of the journey to Ohio. Coach-bodies set on runners were the
means of winter travel in those days.
The snow held until Mr. Chase reached Canadaigua, (New York, if I remember
correctly), from thence the coach went on wheels. This caused much
suffering in body and mind, as he feared that a trouble caused by a long
residence in a hot climate would unfit him for the laborious life before
him. However, he
comforted himself with prayer and patience, two words that go very well
together and proved a panacea for pains of many kinds.
Mr. Chase preached on Sunday at Batavia and also at Buffalo, where he found
a few houses, and fewer hopes of "getting on." There was no coach and no
other means of conveyance on the southern shore of Lake Erie, and it might
be a month before the ice would give way. "to an ardent mind, " says Mr.
Chase, "bent upon progress, these were circumstances most unpleasant."
Travel on a frozen lake, though considered dangerous, was still continued.
While looking over this rather chilly prospect, Mr. Chase espied a man
standing upright on his sled with his horses facing the lake.
"Will you kindly inform me whither you are going? " said Mr. Chase.
"Up the lake," replied the man.
"And will you allow a stranger to ride with you for a reasonable
compensation?"
"I am only going twelve miles, but if you wish, jump in."
Mr. Chase obeyed, and as he afterward remembered this incident, was amazed
at his temerity in view of the dangers he encountered farther on. He always
felt a loving Father guided and protected him, hiding from him step by step
the way, and bringing him safely to the end through all. This twelve miles
was soon over, a mere beginning.
The ice on the lake reached only to Erie; the spring winds and the waves of
Lake Erie on the Pennsylvania shore had rendered the ice unsafe, and the
spring floods and absence of bridges rendered a journey by land impossible.
The settlements through the new country were few and far between; in short,
the outlook was almost disheartening. Mr. Chase had thought when the chance
offered for "getting on" twelve miles, that would be something gained; and
as he with his luggage, jumped into the farmer's sleigh, he was cheered
by the presence of a fellow-traveler, a Mr. Hibbard, who just at that
moment asked the same privilege.
Hardly had this little trip ended when an opportunity presented of engaging
another man , to take both gentlemen twenty-five miles farther on to
Cattaraugus Creek. The ice up to this time seemed strong. It was not cold,
and the sleigh with no friction glided swiftly along. propelled by a fine
pair of horses; before dark they were at Cattaraugus Creek. It was a
dismal scene. No human habitation on this side of the dark, muddy stream,
pouring its overflowing waters, upon the ice, far and wide over the lake.
There were houses on the other side, to which it was understood they were to
be carried for the money agreed upon. The stream could not be forded, it
was now too deep and rapid.
"What shall we do?" was asked the driver.
"I have brought you to Cattaraugus Creek, " said the man, "and I want my
money, "throwing out Mr. Chase's trunk and coat and Mr. Hibbard's valise
upon the beach.
"But you do no intend to leave us here, where there I snow house to perish?"
"I agreed to bring you to Cattaraugus Creek, and here you be."
"And my money is in my pocket, which is another fact!" said Mr. Chase. "Now
hark you! if you leave us here, as the night is coming on, where there is no
shelter, we shall die; this was no part of the contract between us. But
there is no use in further parley; as this obstruction was unexpected and
may cause you some delay, we are willing to pay you extra for helping us out
of this trouble. Now! turn your horses out upon the ice till you get beyond
the part weakened by the warm, muddy water of the creek and then cross the
stream and take us to yonder house, which we saw before dark."
By this time the sun was down and dark clouds covered the nothereast
horizon.
The man surely but immediately obeyed, and lashing his horses, took them out
to what seemed a safe distance. "Now turn to the left." said Mr. Chase. And
he adds: "It was terrible to hear the water pour over the runners as they
crossed over this muddy stream in dark, so far from the shore. But it was
done, and the man, well rewarded, went his way; and ourselves, tired and
hungry, found shelter and refreshment in Mack's Log Tavern."
Chapter XIII To be Continued Harriet M. Chase hatchase(a)uswest.net
I have this information which may be the people you are looking for. I am
trying to see if the John Chase listed here is my grandfather, the locations
are where he was from. I will get the name of the book I got this from, it
is in my records at home.
From a list of descendant information of the soldiers in the
Revolutionary war:
Chase
William, Rhoda, R1890, NH & RI line, widow applied 7 Aug 1843
Washington Township, PA, sol and wife m 9 Mar 1781, sol d 7 Mar 1816,
soldier's son Royal Chase signed aff'dt in 1843 in Erie City PA aged
60, sol's g-grandson William Chase of Ashtabula Cty OH signs aff'dt 20
Jul 1896 aged 74 & asked that a record book in the file be sent to
John G. Chase at Edinboro in Erie City PA.
-----Original Message-----
From: emacdonald(a)media-net.net
To: CHASE-L(a)rootsweb.com
Sent: 11/14/00 12:43 PM
Subject: [CHASE-L] William Chase m. to Rhoda Westcoat/Wescott Mar. 9, 1781,
Richmond, NH
Hello,
Rhoda was a sister to my Nathan Wescott. She was b. Nov. 19, 1761 in
Richmond, NH. I do know that they were to have had 7 children and one
was a
William who m. Esther Ballou.
Would be interested in meeting up with someone from this Chase line and
I
will gladly share what inf. I have on Rhoda's parents. The last I know
of
Rhoda is in her fathers will of 1794 in Cheshire, Berkshire Co., Mass.
There is a Royal Chase mentioned in a deed in Ontario Co., NY in 1843.
The
Wescotts went to Ontario Co. shortly after her father died and I am
wondering if there is a chance that this Royal is related.
Thank you.
Betty Macdonald
emacdonald(a)media-net.net
Hello,
Rhoda was a sister to my Nathan Wescott. She was b. Nov. 19, 1761 in
Richmond, NH. I do know that they were to have had 7 children and one was a
William who m. Esther Ballou.
Would be interested in meeting up with someone from this Chase line and I
will gladly share what inf. I have on Rhoda's parents. The last I know of
Rhoda is in her fathers will of 1794 in Cheshire, Berkshire Co., Mass.
There is a Royal Chase mentioned in a deed in Ontario Co., NY in 1843. The
Wescotts went to Ontario Co. shortly after her father died and I am
wondering if there is a chance that this Royal is related.
Thank you.
Betty Macdonald
emacdonald(a)media-net.net
http://communities.msn.com/GenealogyConnects
Friends & foes
I have begun a web page, starting out with Norwich Vermont. Some photos are
mysteries, but all assumed to be connected to Hatch - Chase.
A lovely autograph book of my grandmother's, May Alice Hatch Chase, is
posted. If you are familiar with the names of Norwich, Vermont, surely you
will recognize some and perhaps clarify some of them. Check out the
handwriting!
Check me out! Harriet Chase
Just thought that I would spread these sites around. It may make it easier
to understand why so many people passed over at the same time in our charts.
Genealogy Tip of the Day
Monday November 13, 2000
Epidemics
Major epidemics have occurred throughout history and killed large numbers of
people. Perhaps in the course of your research you have noted that a number
of your ancestors or family members died at the same time but you didn't
know why. One reason may have been the outbreak of some epidemic. One Web
site at http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Acres/7241/epidemic.html presents
a table of epidemics in the U.S. from 1628-1918. Another great site is
located at http://www.botany.duke.edu/microbe/chrono.htm and includes
textual descriptions concerning all major epidemics worldwide from 480 B.C.
to 1957-58.
Hope someone can use this info.
Sheila
Chapter XI HOME-LIFE IN HARTFORD
Letter written by Philander Chase to his two young sons at school:
Hartford, Dec 16, 1812
"My Dear Sons:
"We were very glad to see Mrs. Beach and to receive your letters by them.
Phil'rs. shoes I have engaged and they will be sent by Mr. Beach. The
watch, I this morning carried to be mended and regulated --- I fear more
time will be required to this end, than to have it in my power to send it
by this opportunity; as soon as it is done, you shall have it.
"I am happy to hear, dear George, that you are admitted to the society of
young men associated for religious improvement: This however is in the full
trust that there will be no food for vanity in extemporaneous effusions on
the subjects o four Holy Faith. If ever there should be anything of this
nature, I enjoin it upon you to give me early notice, and from that moment
you must withdraw.
"I hope, Geo., that you keep your mind, as often as occasion permits, on
the subject of the Holy Eucharist and that you inseparably join Devotion
with all your inquiries. Nothing would give me more pleasure than to hear
you and Philander make good progress in this bounden duty and that your
hearts accompany your faith, as the Soul, the body. Next Easter, should it
please God, and your requirements be adequate and your conduct worthy, I
shall admit you to the participation of that Heavenly Sacrifice thro' which
is the forgiveness of sins and eternal Life. To this end may God bless all
that you do.
"And dear boys, let me say something to you of the pleasure which the news
of your good conduct, brought by Mr. Beach, gave me. Never can I be too
thankful that you preserve and exercise the principles of Honor and Truth
and that you keep your minds and bodies from the pollutions of a wicked
world. This as to the main things , I trust is the case. But George, I do
not like the smoking habits of a boy of 15, especially after what has
passed between you and your hon'd mother.
"Be above board in all you do --- while you are young learn to submit to the
wishes of those who have a right to command and who love you. Should this
not be sufficient, you will hear from me again.
"Mr. Imlay and family and Mrs. Glover and Mrs. Sigourney often mention you
with much affection as do many others.
"I have filled my paper ---should anything more occur, I shall give it to
you in a post-script. In the meantime, ever be assured of my love, my
prayers and my constant exertions to promote your happiness.
"May God ever have you in His Holy keeping.
"Philr. Chase"
>From George Chase, a boy of sixteen, to his cousin, Intrepid Morse,
describing life at Hartford:
"Hartford, Aprl 30th, 1814
Dear Cousin Intrepid:
"You can scarce conceive of the pleasure I felt when I beheld the tall
spires of Hartford and the cloud of smoke that rose from her buildings.
'Away with care and melancholy' was the expression I made as I jumped from
the stage before our door. Our family were all well and very glad to see me.
Grandmother has gone to Vermont to see Aunt Batchelor, who is dangerously
ill. Our respected Grandpa died on the 13th of the month. Thus we drop off
one after the other, till all with whom we are now enjoying life (or rather
enduring her miseries) shall be forgotten, beneath the turf. Our fathers
where are they? and do the prophets live forever?
"Uncle Dudley returned this way from Congress and we spent two days very
agreeably together. As to politics, he is very much altered, instead of
hitching that into conversation everywhere, he is modest and silent.
Disgusted with slave holders and company of the South, he spoke with rapture
of beholding the streets here crowded with white people and rosy healthy
children, issuing from school. No slaves are here forced to lift the heavy
burden, to feel the lash of the Negro driver, or know that they are bound to
sweat for another until their labors and their life shall be finished by
death. Never did Uncle Dudley appear so great and so noble as at present.
His ingenuous confessions have endeared him to me more than ever.
"The Church still increases and it affords us sincere delight to observe
people once so violently opposed to her ordinances returning like the
prodigal son, to their duty. . . . two young men, the pupils of Parson
Flint in he languages, came to Church one Sunday out of pure motives of
curiosity. They were astonished at the Beauty of Holiness there displayed,
as they afterward told, and returned to the synagogue no more (Cheshire
Meeting House). Hunting I am particularly pleased with, for he is a brother
bard. 'Birds of a feather flock together'
On Sunday evenings we used to have meetings at our house, composed of
principally of Church people. To these father gave such advice as was
proper, or read one of Jones' lectures, or some other good book.
One evening unfortunately I fell asleep owing to my infirm state of health.
Father pointed to me before the whole company, in which was the long loved
C. (???) I was mortified , in the usual way of expressing it, to death, but
my
dear mother came up with her reserve of excuses and secured my retreat in
the other room. They have since changed the meetings to the Church, where
father preaches a sermon of his own. The writing and
delivering three a week almost overcomes him.
.............
"May 3rd.
"The celebrated and the charming Mrs. Emily Phillips has favored us with her
company two or three weeks since I have been home. She displayed her books,
her writings and various collections for our amusement,but the greatest was
the display of her own lively talents.
The more I am acquainted with her, the more I admire her extraordinary
talent and taste. The Nine (???) seem to accompany her, for one evening
when the fire blazed cheerfully and every face was illuminated with smiles,
the whole family struck their harps, and such sweet music never was heard
since the days of Orpheus and Eurydice.
In short we all turned poets. (hmmm.) The method of writing was this, each
one wrote a verse upon some subject and doubling the paper down passed it
down to the rest. Philander (his brother) was considered passionately fond
of Ally Painter, now gone to her home in MIddlebury, Vermont and Orrin
always bowed very low to Miss Harriet Norton. Mine they have never
discovered. That's lucky.
"Philander (his brother) requested me to assist him in writing some posey
which he intended to send to Miss E. R. accompanied with a beautiful rose <<
Alas Miss Painter>>. I proposed an acrostic and putting our heads together
we composed the following:
"Eliz dear, this blushing rose,
Like Heaven's fair tints at evening's close
I send to you in manner plain,
Zealous your smiles esteem'd to gain.
And when, dear girl, this rose you see,
Remember, oh remember me!
Of this fair rose, though short the stay,
Yet let remembrance longer sway,
Still as the fading flower you view
Eliz, pleasing thought renew."
"You dear Intrepid, who like us have ganwed your pen & dash'd it to the
ground, when writing acrostics, can fancy perhaps how difficult it was to
make those plaguey initials come in just right .............
"Thus far, dear cousin, I have written a great deal concerning myself. I
now revert with increas'd pleasure to you and yours. I have reserved this
page
to give you freely my mind concerning certain subjects. I have asked father
what he would think if I should enter into the society of the Moravains.
'If you had any real design of going there I would tell you, but it is not
possible, you should have got any whim in your head' 'Well, suppose I had
what would you say?'
'all I should say would be this, you would one day bitterly repent it.'
........
..................
These few thoughts, dear coz, I have flung
together,hoping you will excuse their boldness and their imperfection and
view only
the heart and feelings with which they are delivered.
"This letter I have written at different times, and therefore excuse the
want of regularity, the mistakes, egotism, &c. with which is crowded, and I
am
your affect.
George Chase
"The gallant Com. McD.---- was confirmed with us two or three years
since, --- perhaps you do not remember him, as his utmost exertions had
procured him little celebrity on the lake. The Secretary of the Navy is his
bitterest enemy merely because he is a federalist. Such conduct ought to
displace him from office.
"The Commodore married a Miss ___ in Middleton. He is a communicant in our
Holy Church. His bravery is needless for me to mention, he has prov'd it by
the most glorious actions.
"Last night an express came into town announcing the arrival of between 10
and 11 sail of the line of New London, and that they had demanded the
surrender of the place, giving them one day to prepare. They can never take
the place until half the men are killed. Such enthusiasm prevails here and
everywhere. A great many young men have gone from this place. Thus you see
the effects of this hasty, ill judged and wicked war, when will it end?
Heaven knows!
"Salmon was here to return with aunt, when we arrived home. I wish,
Intrepid, he had more experience. Would you believe it? he has enlisted in
the U.S. Army, and he even wished to associate with the troops here in town.
Could you once behold these miserable creatures you would exclaim. 'Alas,
for my country when its honor is defended by such creatures as these.'
"Write me a long letter soon and tell me where I shall direct the answer.
Tell me of every circumstance that has befallen you, what were your thoughts
when climbing the steeps of the Green Mountains and what have been your
adventures on the romantic banks of the Hudson?
"My dear father sends his best love to you and tells you to continue in that
path of virtue you have so sincerely begun. He cannot write to you at
present, for he has scarcely time to write his two sermons a week, and
besides he sees a great deal of company.
"Pray excuse this hasty, ill written scrawl and believe me your affectionate
friend.
George
"P. S.--- Dear Mother sends her love to you & requests you to remain as good
a churchman as you were at Cheshire;
End Chapter XI Harriet M. Chase hatchase(a)uswest.net
I object! I am indeed interested. The Aquila line is not mine while
William is, I hanker to learn more, yet must admit to have little to
contribute myself. So, here I sit and lurk. My Chase line is below,
but almost all came from other generous souls.
Mike Ryan
1 William Chase b: 1600 in Hundrich, Chesham, Buckinghamshire,
England d: May 04, 1659 in Yarmouth, Massachusetts
. +Mary Townley b: Abt. 1608 in England m: Abt. 1620 in England d:
October 06, 1659 in Yarmouth, Massachusetts
2 William Chase b: 1622 in Hundrich, Chesham, Buckinghamshire,
England d: February 27, 1684/85 in Yarmouth, Massachusetts
.... +Elizabeth Holder b: Abt. 1635 m: Abt. 1665 d: Aft. 1679
.. 3 Abraham Chase b: Abt. 1670
...... +Elizabeth b: Abt. 1670 d: Aft. 1700
.... 4 Phineas Chase b: February 03, 1692/93 in Dartmouth,
Massachusetts d: in Poughkeepsie, New York
........ +Desire Wing b: February 03, 1698/99 in Rochester, NY (?) m:
July 19, 1719
....... 5 Daniel Chase b: January 09, 1719/20 d: Aft. 1758 in
Providence, Rhode Island
.......... +Hannah Cook m: August 07, 1740
......... 6 John Chase b: December 03, 1743 in Oblong, New York d:
May 12, 1816 in Hoosic Falls, Rensselaer, New York
............. +Deborah Wing m: 1764 d: Abt. 1780
........... 7 Matthew Chase b: May 25, 1766 d: March 14, 1855
............... +Rebecca Mosier m: 1792
............. 8 Amasa B. Chase b: November 26, 1795 d: September 12,
1881 in Otsego County, New York
................. +Elizabeth Cross b: 1796 m: March 09, 1826 d: August
28, 1879 in Otsego County, New York
................ 9 Elizabeth M. Chase b: January 13, 1827 in
Montgomery, New York d: October 17, 1892 in New York
>
> > Subject: Re: [CHASE-L] Re: CHASE-D Digest V00 #334
> > Date: Thu, 9 Nov 2000 00:33:51 +0800
> > From: "Des Chase" <desmondc(a)abacus.com.au>
> > To: CHASE-L(a)rootsweb.com
> >
> > BOB ... YOUR Point STILL REMAINS TRUE ...
> > No real Interest in U.K. and or anything outside the US !!! ...
> > I see the mail of interest and yet No Proof ...
> > Yours In Research
> > Des Chase
> > ( Original and Not related to Philanderer Chase !!!!!)
> >
> > ----- Original Message -----
> > From: "Derek" <chasede(a)nbnet.nb.ca>
> > To: <CHASE-L(a)rootsweb.com>
> > Sent: Wednesday, November 08, 2000 11:07 PM
> > Subject: Re: [CHASE-L] Re: CHASE-D Digest V00 #334
> >
> > > On Wed, 8 Nov 2000 05:18:12 -0800 (PST), you wrote:
> > >
> > > >Bob,
> > > >Do tell! Do tell! The preponderence of messages from
> > > >U.S. correspondents on all of the lists can be laid to
> > > >vast migrations, poor frontier recordkeeping, and the
> > > >lack of interest by pioneers to record these items for
> > > >us.
I am interested in WILLIAM Chase and anything that you all have I print and
collect. Thank you all.
Jean
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> Subject: Re: [CHASE-L] Re: CHASE-D Digest V00 #334
> Date: Thu, 9 Nov 2000 00:33:51 +0800
> From: "Des Chase" <desmondc(a)abacus.com.au>
> To: CHASE-L(a)rootsweb.com
>
> BOB ... YOUR Point STILL REMAINS TRUE ...
> No real Interest in U.K. and or anything outside the US !!! ...
> I see the mail of interest and yet No Proof ...
> Yours In Research
> Des Chase
> ( Original and Not related to Philanderer Chase !!!!!)
>
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "Derek" <chasede(a)nbnet.nb.ca>
> To: <CHASE-L(a)rootsweb.com>
> Sent: Wednesday, November 08, 2000 11:07 PM
> Subject: Re: [CHASE-L] Re: CHASE-D Digest V00 #334
>
> > On Wed, 8 Nov 2000 05:18:12 -0800 (PST), you wrote:
> >
> > >Bob,
> > >Do tell! Do tell! The preponderence of messages from
> > >U.S. correspondents on all of the lists can be laid to
> > >vast migrations, poor frontier recordkeeping, and the
> > >lack of interest by pioneers to record these items for
> > >us.
> >
> > As well as a penchant for the Aquilla Chases to have more written about
> > them.(Thomas seems to be a big of a laggard though)
> >
> > I am particularly interested in any light you or anyone can shed on the
> > origins of William of Wivenhoe (later of Cape Cod) 1600's.
> >
> > In the maritimes of Canada, only one family I have researched can clearly
> be
> > shown NOT to be either William's or Aquila's...[.at least on THIS side of
> the
> > pond]....and of the remainder, the vast majority in my opinion, are
> William
> > descendants, and despite Aquilla and Thomas populating NH and Maine, few
> if
> > any migrated to Canada, more particularly, to New Brunswick!! Quite
> bizarre
> > considering we share a common border, but then again there was a border of
> > "loyality" in the revolution , and some went east and some went west as
> the
> > saying goes....
> >
> > So . William then.
> >
> > Thanks
> >
> >
> >
>
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> Subject: [CHASE-L] LIFE OF PHILANDER CHASE #16
> Date: Wed, 8 Nov 2000 10:29:27 -0800
> From: "Harriet Chase" <hatchase(a)uswest.net>
> To: CHASE-L(a)rootsweb.com
>
> By Laura Chase Smith, Dutton Press, 1903
>
> Chapter X FROM SOUTH TO NORTH ABBREVIATED VERSION
>
> One incident occurred during Mr. Chase's six years residence in New Orleans
> which cannot be passed over, as in itself it is interesting, and in the
> later life of the Bishop it proved a providential help to him in a crisis.
> To quote directly from the " Reminiscences":
>
> "While living below the city of New Orleans, two gentlemen, Messrs. Leonard,
> the one a druggist, the other a commission merchant, were residents of that
> city. The former came to me and told me that his brother had received a
> consignment of a large cargo of Negroes from the slave coast of Africa, and
> felt it his duty to take the best care of them in his power, now that the
> business, against his will and expectation, had been thrown upon his hands.
> Some of then were even now in a perishing state, and two of them must die
> unless removed immediately and carefully nursed; and his object in coming
> to me was to ask me to allow those poor creatures to find a shelter in my
> kitchen. <This it is presumed was an outside building, as is customary
> during the summer in hot climates>
>
> This proposal was immediately assented to, and one end of the servants'
> quarters became a hospital. Being carefully and kindly nursed by the
> family, one of these poor fellow-beings was saved from death; the other
> after much lingering long, died. A coffin was made for him by the hired
> servant Jim; a grave was dug in the land adjoining; and my family saw the
> poor exile buried, believing that his soul was as precious in God's sight as
> that of any other human being."
>
> How these events could be represented as a sin and urged as an objection to
> the consecration of Mr. Chase as a Christian Bishop will hereafter be shown.
>
> The school, which Mr. Chase had founded under the stress of strong
> necessity, had by this time become an important feature for good in the
> lives of youths of that important Southern city. Few at this day can
> estimate the value of such instructions as this earnest man could give, in
> these days of his youth and strength. He says, apropos of this subject:
> "after the school removed to the city and commenced under very favorable
> circumstances, many from town pressed into it and not a few from the country
> and towns up the river, --- the Dunbars, Geraults from the Natchez, the
> Sterlings and the Barrows from Bayou Sara, and the Percys and the Evanses
> from Pinkneyvillle and fort Adams, all of the best.
>
> ...............
> ...............
>
> The school still increasing, Mr. Chase was obliged to find larger quarters
> in the buildings of M. La Branch, Tchoupitoulas (yes, that is correct)
> Street, then the Levee in the Fausbourg St. Mary. While he was conducting
> this school he spent someone the most laborious years of his life, and
> probably some of the most useful.
>
> He says in his "Reminiscences..............
> ...............
> ...............Should any of his pupils ever chance to cast their eyes on
> this little book, let them be assured that although these words are written
> with a trembling age, his
> heart still beats for them with warm affection, and his prayers
> .............
> .............
> ..............
> In these days one can scarcely imagine the magnitude of the work
> accomplished by this one man in those six years of unremitting toil in such
> a city as New Orleans then was. It was not that New Orleans was then or is
> now an unhealthful city. Statistics prove quite to the contrary, but also
> then as now, the yellow fever at certain periods found its victims there as
> in other Southern cities, and that time even in New York.
>
> In one of these years it found and reaped great harvest in New Orleans. Mr.
> Chase fell ill and became convinced that upon the fatal eleventh day the use
> of porter at the critical hour saved his life. (this is not entirely
> making sense to me, but am typing it as is)
>
> ................
> ..................
>
> But imperious duty, in regard to the education of his young sons left with
> their uncle in Vermont, called him back to the North. Mrs. Chase had found
> the Southern climate of great benefit to her health, and now, with a
> mother's longing, desired to return to her children, who were growing to
> manhood, --- fourteen and thirteen years of age.
>
> In his last address to his pupils upon his departure, Mr. Chase, used the
> following tender words: "Sweet have been the hours I have passed with you,
> and grateful is my remembrance of them.. Many of you have waxed strong and
> come from childhood to youth and from youth to maturity under my care.
> During this period I call you to witness how often and how earnestly I have
> exhorted you to do your duty to God.
>
> Let memories of these instructions come often to your minds; so far as you
> find them to accord with the sacred Word of God; let them be imprinted upon
> your hearts, bear company in your walks by day and follow to your pillow at
> night. Remember the sum and substance of your instruction, --- .........
> .......................
> "It now remains for me to say to the congregation what I may never have the
> opportunity again to say: My brethren, farewell! I go from you, but
> wherever I am I shall remember to my dying day your many instances of
> kindness to me. ...........
> ..............
> ...............
> There is no record of the journey to the North. It may be taken for granted
> that it was accomplished as before, by means of some sailing vessel from New
> Orleans to New York, as steamboats were not then in use on the Mississippi
> or elsewhere. Mr. Chase says that the sons so long separated from their
> parents were reunited with them at the home of their uncle Deadly in
> Randolph, Vermont. and they had great pleasure in seeing their growth in
> stature and improvement in mind. They were handsome, interesting and
> intelligent lads,
> and already well advanced in their studies.
>
> It was a subject of great regret to Mr. and Mrs. Chase that there was no
> church in Randolph or in Bethel, where many of the kindred resided. Here it
> was that in Mr. Chase's early youth he had taught school, read prayers, and
> after his ordination preached to the faithful few of his relatives, and here
> he was married to his young wife, the mother of his children. He would
> gladly have remained, but wishing to give these promising sons the benefit
> of the best education possible, he went with his family to Cheshire,
> Connecticut, where he meet the Rev. Dr. Tillotson Bronson, even then eminent
> as an educator.
>
> Here he immediately began housekeeping; the boys were placed at school, the
> family was settled, and the lads were safely cared for by a "teacher
> ............
> Such a picture painted in Bishop Chase's own vivid words gives to the modern
> mind almost an impossible being. ...........
> . This was the Rev. Dr. James De
> Koven, of Racine College.
>
> The home in Cheshire seemed to be a haven of rest for Mr. Chase. He spent
> his Sundays in Hartford, where he eventually removed as rector of Christ
> Church. In that city for a brief period he seemed to taste the genial
> pleasure of such society as pleased his taste and encouraged his hopes for
> his sons, with their mother in the sweet home life now made possible for
> them to enjoy. Mr. Chase always described this period of his life as his
> "day of sunshine."
>
> In the "Reminiscences, " he thus speaks of these years: "In the fall of
> 1811, I was with uncommon felicity to myself fixed as rector of Christ
> Church, Hartford. My residence in this city continued until 1817. During
> this time the number of faithful greatly increased. The attendance at the
> Lord's Table ...........
> .............................
> In the bosom of an enlightened society, softened by the hand of urbanity and
> kindness, my enjoyments, crowned with abundance and temporal blessings, were
> as numerous and refined as belong to the lot of man. Of the time I spent in
> this lovely city I can never speak in ordinary terms. It is to my
> remembrance as a dream of more than terrestrial delight. Of its sweets I
> tasted for a while and thought myself happy, .........
> ..............
> During the time of the rectorship of Christ Church, Hartford, occurred the
> death of Dudley Chase and his wife Allace, the father and mother of Mr.
> Chase, the former the parents of fifteen children, fourteen of who had grown
> to mature years. From the moment of the death of the wife and mother in the
> year 1814, the father who survived eight months after his wife's death,
> conceived himself away from home and would frequently entreat his children
> to carry him home to his dear wife, and yet would go to her grave and with
> perfect calmness speak of her with tender words of affection. When asked
> what he would have inscribed upon her tombstone, he replied, "this is the
> way to Immortality";
>
> Mr. Chase further says of this place, which he visited last in the summer of
> 1840: "There they both lie in the church yard at Cornish. the evergreen pine
> trees grown round the enclosure............
> ..............
> ..............
> End Chapter X Harriet M. Chase hatchase(a)uswest.net
Thank you, Bob, for clearing the word "porter" up for me.
And thanks for paying close enough attention to note my questioning the use
of the word in that context.
Harriet
| Hi Harriet -- Just wanted to let you know how much I enjoy your
republishing
| ol" Philander's life. He's not on my direct line of descent, but he
certainly
| made his contribution to the Chase history. Re your mention of his illness
in
| New Orleans and the reference to "porter" which I gather you might not
have
| understood????
| Porter is short for "porter's beer" a weak stout of about four percent
| alcohol. He probably credits that for saving his life. Cheers, Bob Chase
|