Wednesday Evening, July 2, 1924
Reminiscent And Historical
The following clippings from the Messenger
and Visitor (now the Maritime Baptist) of May 10, 1905, refer
to the lives and death of Rev David Chase and his wife, in
the year 1844, of whom reference was made in an item in last
week’s issue of the Register. Mrs. Mansfield Nichols,
granddaughter of Rev and Mrs. Chase, has requested us to
publish these clippings, which should prove of great
interest, especially to the older settlers of Western Kings.
Rev. David Chase
(Messenger and Visitor, May 10, 1905)
Often when reading accounts of the lives
and grand deeds of departed ministers, such as William Hall,
Dr. Welton, and others, my mind invariably turns to one noble
man of God, and the wife also being worthy of such a husband.
This man was the Rev. David Chase, the first person granted a
license to preach from the Second Cornwallis (now Berwick)
church. His wife was Jane Morse, a sister of Daniel Morse of
Nictaux, after whom her son, also D. M. Welton, was named. No
family, I think, is better known today in the Annapolis
Valley among Baptist people. Old Mr. Daniel Morse of Nictaux
was grandfather of Rev. L. D. Morse, of Wolfville. One sister
was Mrs. Sidney Welton, mother of Dr. Welton, another,
Mrs. Abel Parker, mother of Rev. D. O. Parker and
Rev. David Freeman’s wife. This makes Mrs. Parker
grandmother of Mrs. L. D. Morse, also of Mrs. Dr. Trotter of
Acadia................(the rest of this article can be found
at https://sites.rootsweb.com/~canbrnep/jul021924.htm P.V.)
THE REGISTER
Thursday, October 19, 1905
POETRY.
An Autumnal Prayer.
BY REV. D. O. PARKER.
We all do fade as a leaf. Isa.
64:6.
What makes the leaves, so green today,
Tomorrow, fall and fade away?
The worm, the frost, the storm and age,
Does each its chosen leaf engage,
And in its own peculiar way;
Remorseless, makes the leaf its prey.
The tender leaf upon the flower,
Oft comes and fades within an hour; -
It was a worm that nipped the leaf,
Which made its stay so sadly brief,
And, severed from its parent stem,
It fell to earth a faded gem;
And so the infant of a day,
From loving hearts is torn away.
The leaves we fondly cherish here
Within a day are dead and sere,
When came the sun heat of the day
Then all their beauty fell away;
The hoary frost on them was laid,
And ruthless made them droop and fade; -
Death’s icy chill the home invades,
And youthful beauty droops and fades.
The leaves that on the branches hung,
Up where the robins perched and sung,
And seeming fit to live for aye,
A wild and tempest blast did sway;
They fell, and scattered all around,
Lie sere and fades on the ground;
So manhood falls by fell disease,
Like blasted leaves from smitten trees.
When with goodby the summer’s gone,
And autumn puts her glories on
And saffron robes the hills and dales,
And plenty comes from fields and vales,
Then ripe with age the leaves do fade,
And in their winter graves are laid;
Thus aged pilgrims pale and fall,
Like ripened leaves at autumn’s call.
And hence it comes, my text is true, -
The faded leaf to all is due;
The cradle yields its infant charms,
Torn rudely from its mother’s arms,
And no discharge has youth or age,
The Jew or Gentle, saint or sage,
And oh, the time is sadly brief!
Probation for our faded leaf.
Great God, who makes all bud and bloom,
Whose glory halos e’en the tomb,
When come our fading leaves and breath,
We lonely ford the stream of death;
O grant us then as now, Thy grace,
In Jesus’ love a resting place,
Where death and sorrow ne’er invade,
And leaves of glory never fade.
- North Springfield, Vt.
Thursday, February 1, 1906
Rev. D. O. Parker
The Rev. D. O. Parker, a native of Berwick,
and for many years a resident of this place, passed away at
West Springfield, Vermont, on Monday of last week, January 22nd.
Mr. Parker was in many respects a very
remarkable man. Possessed of a good education, he could talk
instructively on almost any branch of classical, literary, or
scientific research. As a mechanic he was most ingenious,
being a patentee of several curious and useful inventions.
His pulpit addressees and his writings were categorized by
originality and directness of expression. He was a poet of no
mean order.
On the inception of the Free School system
in Nova Scotia, in 1864, Mr. Parker was appointed Inspector
of Schools for the County of Queens, a position which he held
for some years.
For the last few years Mr. Parker has
resided at West Springfield, his daughter, Miss Annie, making
her home with him. Both his daughters were with him at the
time of his death.
Berwick Register
10 May 1900
Obituary
Mrs. PARKER
We deeply regret to have to announce the death of Mrs. D.
O. Parker which occurred at her home in Dorchester, Mass., at
12 o'clock on Tuesday night. Mrs. Parker was a daughter
of the late Rev. Wm. Chipman, and the greater part of her
life was spent in Kings Co. The news of her death was
heard with sorrow by all who knew her. The remains
accompanied by the bereaved husband and daughter arrived
yesterday by the afternoon express, the funeral taking place
on arrival of the train. Rev. Mr. Simpson conducted the
ceremony. Sincere sympathy is felt for the bereaved
family and friends.
(transcribed by Eleanor Tree)
Parker, Rev D. O.
- (1831-22/1/1906)
Berwick Cemetery:
IMO Rev. D. O. Parker, died
Jan 22 1906, aged 75 years, also his wife Mary E. C., died
May 8, 1900, aged 62 yrs
Mary E. C. (1838-8/5/1900)
I believe these
must be D. O. Parker's parents (and brother):
Parker Abel
(1794-19/6/1868)
Berwick Cemetery:
Abel Parker, died June 19,
1868, aged 74 yrs.,
Susan (Morse*), wife of Abel Parker, died Nov 4, 1878, aged
81 years
Susan - (1797-4/11/1878),
nee Morse
- William H. - (2/1829-17/3/1830)
Berwick Cemetery:
William H. Parker, son of S
& A Parker, died March 17, 1830, aged 13 months
