Curates of Christ
Church Watney Street (1841 – 1951)
We have never seen the [pamphlet] and therefore much of the force of the Rev. H. Berkeley Jones's Reply to it (Rivingtons) is lost on us. We think it can hardly be worth a Reply. We wish Mr. Jones would not mar his good cause by making untenable assertions. It is not true that the Clergy are learned as a body, and it is most important that they should learn to know and lament their fault in this respect. |
Erected to the memory of the Rev. George Mockler M.A., formerly Curate of this church and later Chaplain attached to Third Division of the British Army in alliance with France and Turkey engaged against Russia in actual warfare. He had endeared himself during a ministry of 7 years to his late Congregation who have raised this memorial of their attachment and esteem. The zeal evinced by him for the welfare of the dying, sick and wounded after the battle of the Alma so enervated his physical energies that he sank under the heavy labour imposed upon his exhausted nature. He died on the 2nd day of October 1854, in the 34th year of his age. His remains were interred upon the heights of Sebastopol. |
Violent gymnastics, like violent muscular exertion of every kind, are most injurious. As a Cambridge man, I have had many opportunities of observing this; and it is well known that those who in early manhood were distinguished for their skill in athletic sports, too frequently pay the penalty for their disregard of the laws of health, by premature loss of vigour. I am acquainted with a large public school in Ireland, in which violent games were at one time very much in vogue; but it was observed that diseases of the heart became prevalent among the boys; and the result was, that the authorities had to prohibit the objectionable sports..... This system, therefore, deserves the serious consideration of all teachers, as it appears to afford ample scope for the due exercise of the muscles, without the risk of producing any of the evils to which other plans often gave rise. |
Whilst preaching last night to a large congregation at St Lawrence's Church, Northampton, the vicar ... suddenly collapsed in the pulpit. Members of the congregation rushed to his aid, and he was carried into another part of the church where, despite efforts at artificial respiration, he died within a few minutes The remainder of the service was abandoned and the congregation dispersed unaware of their vicar's death. Mr Everett who was 66 years of age had been treated for heart trouble for six years and as his doctor was able to give a certificate as to the cause of death the Borough Coroner has decided not to hold an inquest. A few hours before his death Mr Everett officiated at the funeral service of one of his wardens, and this and the intense heat is believed to have affected him. |
MAY NOT RETURN Canon A.R. Barlee, who has not visited his home in England since 1947, left on Thursday by the Golfite for the U.K., but it is uncertain whether he will be returning to the West Indies. Canon Barlee has four brothers and three sisters in Bedford who want him to return to EWngland. He is the only surviving clergyman of a family which has for the past century and a half, maintained the tradition of always having a clergyman as a member of its household. |
On Sunday René de Naurois, his decorations a splash of colour on a white surplice, said Mass for three hundred men kneeling on the grass. At the Interdenominational Church Parade a favourite hymn, that has since become our own, was sung with feeling: Eternal Father, strong to save, O hear us when we cry to thee, For those in peril on the sea. It goes well with male voices, but the new padre preached a rotten sermon about death and destruction which caused surprise. There are few atheists to be found before a battle, or later in shell-holes. Tension was building up, and charity perhaps a trifle thin on the ground. There were a number of complaints; the cleric was suspended and told to return from whence he came. Poor fellow! A spark can cause the prairie fire! It was mistaken zeal from a man, lacking combat experience, who did not know his congregation, and doubly unfortunate in that it conflicted with my own 'God speed' before departure. The incident was forgotten but the dismissal was taken badly. On the last day in camp the unfortunate man took his own life. A sad business, with barely time for regrets, for troops were belting up amid the dust and shouting as embarkation transport came grinding in to Southampton to take us away. Max, a most humane officer and the soundest of administrators, cleared up the pitiful remains. The padre was put down as a "battle casualty". |
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