THE LATE MRS. ADDINSALL
IN MEMORIAM SERVICE
At the Muddy Creek Methodist church the Rev H J Cocks on Sun-
day afternoon conducted the in me- memoriam service of the late Mrs Ad- dinsall. The church was crowded and the pulpit was heavily draped for the solemn occasion. Hymns appro- priate to the service were sung, and the sermon was based on Psalm 116, 15th verse. The following tribute was read at the close of the ser- mon :—Mrs. Mary Addinsall, whose memory we reverently cherish to-day, was born at. Launton, Oxfordshire, England, in 1840, and when between 12 and 13 years of age sailed from England with her parents, the late Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Savin, landing at Portland in the spring of 1853. Af- ter two years' residence at Craw- ford the family came to Muddy Creek, where they engaged in farming pursuits. In 1857 the subject of this sketch married the late Mr. John Addinsall, and until her death con- tinued to reside in this district. Mrs.
Addinsall was the last of the pioneers' of Muddy Creek. But what concerns us specially to-day is the fact that she saw the birth of Methodism in this neighbourhood, was present when this church was opened for worship,
attended its jubilee. celebration, and remained to the end one of its most
consistent members. The duties and burdens; involved in rearing a family of twelve necessarily made a heavy demand on her time and strength, yet her place in God's house was sel- dom vacant, whilst to her neighlours she was in the day of trial the suc- courer of many. Her home was the place where her fine Christian cha- racter shone with special lustre, and quietly moulded the lives of her six sons and four daughters still living. She was emphatically, a good "wo man, a kind neighbour, a devoted wife, a wise mother, and a sincere Christian, -whose life adorned the doc- trine of Christ her Saviour, God gave her length of days, and at the last, when fatal sickness seized her, she found she had not followed her Master in vain. The Book, whose promises never failed her in days of trial and sorrow, still whispered its comforts to her, and she lay calmly and restfully assured that God's will was best. Her preparation for dea- th had been her faithful earnest Chris- tian life ; so that when the shadows begun to gather she had nothing to do but to patiently wait the hour of her translation to the city that is bright. It came as she could have wished it to come, on the morning
of Sunday, 7th July, 1918.
With no earthly clinging, no lingering
No strife at parting, no sore amaze????
But. sweetly, gently, she passed away From this world's dim twilight
To endless day.