The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1883-03-02


Mackellar, was prepared for publication in
the NoRTHERNER by the Rev. II. w. Harvey
Mrs. Mackellar was born in Edinburgh,
Scotland, in the year 1916. A no more illus
trious birth-spot on earth could be, than this
famous and venerable city. Under the shad-
ow of "Arthur's seat" and "Calton hilf' she
passed her childhood and early womanhood.
Years after, III her American home, she never
quite forgot her birth-pl III "Old Scotia"
Edinburgh, with its romantic history and
tine scenery, remained with her to the last.
In 1884 she was married TO Dugald Mac
kellar, and together they made their home
in Glasgow. In this great commercial city
of Scotland, they dwelt for several years
joys and sorrows came side by side into this
new made home. Two children were born
to them, both of whom died. and when the
young father and mother came TO this coun-
try. they left behind them these treasures TO
bind closer their hearts TO the old home.
In 1912 they left Glasgow for America.
Down the beautiful and picturesque Clyde,
between historic shores, they gided out to
the great ocean, and old Scotland was lost
forever from view. After an eight weeks
stormy voyage they landed in New York
City. Their first home in America was in
Brooklyn, n. Y. Here two sons still reside,
while two others sleep in the silent Green
wood" near by. After a short residence i'll
Brooklyn, Mr.. and Mrs. Mackellar came to
Michigan, residing first at Jackson and after
wards at Paw Paw, where they made their
permanent home. Since the death of her
husband, Aug. LIST, 1876, Mrs. Mackellar has
lived with her son William in the old home
stead.
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maintained the universal esteem of an entire
community for years. When the end came,
and her long time friends and neighbors met
to perform the last tender Offices of friend
ship, this fine enconium upon her life and
character was everywhere heard, "She was
good woman" Nothing better than this
needed to be said. 1t was the homely elo-
quence inspired by her consistent life. Who
ever has looked into her kind and expressive
face, has seen there the unmistakable evil
dence of goodness. The smile she wore was
the language of warm and generous soul.
Though much retired from the great world
without, yet she never became insensible to
the welfare of others Her children, her
friends, and her neighbors were foremost
in her thoughts. Though q sufferer in the
final years of her life, she yet remembered
those "who we're in bonds, as bound with
them" Her life of sacrifice and self-denial
had made her unselfsh and accomplishing.
1t was her misfortune in her later years to have
lost very largely the sense of hearing That
doorway OF her life was well nigh closed. 1t
was q sad deprivation to one who loved
music and the every day voices of friends.
yet she did not retire bitterly into this half
solitude in which she was compelled TO live
What Joys her defective hearing deprived
her of, her sight, in measure, supplied.
She loved flowers, and loved the faces of her
childron and friends. Those mute visitors,
the flowers that sat in her window and yard,
had for her q language of their own. And
those of her friends who came TO see her
were as warmly welcomed by the smile they
brought upon their faces, as by any word
they may have uttered.
AS q woman and friend she was loved
and respected by all. An entire community
| came to do her honor and bear her to her
final resting place.
What she was az mother, can never be
fully known on earth. The mothers love
lies too much on the unseen side of life. II
is too far hidden from the hasty and careless
glance of the world to be known. God sees
| it as it is, and He will reward it, for the
mothers love is like the love of Heaven in
its charity, its hope, and its ineffable yearn-
| ing. The lifo of this mother was bound up
i'll those whom she left in Scotland. and those
she left TO sleep in beautiful Greenwood y
and those four who yet remain TO cherish
her memory.
As christian, she retained the faith of
her childhood and of her native land. What
comfort and consolation il has been TO her
in her varied life, no one but God and her
own tried heart has ever known. As a
woman, wife, and mother, some power has
nobly sustained her, and kept her heart fresh
and sweet through long life that has had
its trials and losses and infirmities. AS q
christian she has grown old, and we have
seen how well she has borne the weight of
years and the approach of death. We have
seen how her confident faith had taken away
the final sting. We laid her to rest in the
calm and stoadfast belief that it is we'll with
her soul, A noble woman, a true wife, and a
loving mother, has gone to her reward. Al
last she hears. She hears the welcome
"Come We blessed of my Father, inherit the
kingdom prepared for you from the founda-
ton OF the world She hears the Ange
song and joins in the chorus of the "ter
| thousand times ten thousand, and thousands
of thousands" blessing and honor and
glory and power be unto him that sitteth up
on the throne and unto the Lamb, for evel
and ever"
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