.^^ ^•^ Columbia (Mntt)e«ftp intljeCitpofl^mgork THE LIBRARIES Bequest of Frederic Bancroft 1860-1945 ^# ^M: MEMORIES STANLEY PUMPHREY BY HENRY STAxN^LEY NEWMAN OF ENGLAND NEW YORK FRIEiTDS' BOOK '.AKD : TRACT COMMITTEE ,. -.„o . fi:^ Water Street . .1S83; ' V' V-^ VJl- » I ?3?. 9^ ^/os^ti Copyright, 1S83, by DAVID S . T A P. E R ' Trc/v? 's* • .... Printing AND BfioifeiNDiNG Company, 201^73 B^as{ TiOelftk ^tieit, •NEw^oitKj' ' ';; ' CO NTENTS CHAPTER I. PAGE Boyhood ' CHAPTER II. Apprenticeship, H CHAPTER III. Life in Dublin, 35 CHAPTER IV. Cirencester, 47 CHAPTER V. Cirencester — Continued, ' • • "3 CHAPTER VI. Ireland, 73 CHAPTER VII. Worcester, 9^ CHAPTER VIII. Baltimore, "^ CHAPTER IX. North Carolina, . . '22 CHAPTER X. Illustrations of Peace Principles, . . • • i34 CHAPTER XI. Tennessee, *5^ iv Contents. CHAPTER xn. PAGE Hampton, 165 CHAPTER XHI. Philadelphia, ' . . . .169 CHAPTER XIV. New York, 175 CHAPTER XV. New England, 183 CHAPTER XVI. Kansas, . . 199 CHAPTER XVII. Indian Territory, 208 CHAPTER XVIII. Iowa 231 CHAPTER XIX. Indiana, 242 CHAPTER XX. Western, 251 CHAPTER XXI. Ohio, 255 CHAPTER XXII. Work Among the Coloured People, .... 262 CHAPTER XXIII. Canada, 277 - CHAPTER XXIV. Returning Home, 284 CHAPTER XXV. At Rest, 289 MEMORIES OF STANLEY PUMPHREY, CHAPTER I. BOYHOOD. In the heart of the City of Worcester, in the Cross, stands St. Nicholas Church, and there in 1837 stood the parsonage, which was for years the home of the late Frances Ridley Havergal, at that time a blithe active girl intent on doing good. Exactly opposite formerly stood a chandler's shop, and there on the 15th July, Stanley Pumphrey was born of sober godly parents. The lad was named after his father, the first boy of the family, having two older sisters. His mother's name was Mary, the eldest daughter of Samuel Westcombe, and as one child after another arrived, scrupulous frugality was needed, and the mother might seem to be careful and troubled about many things ; albeit there was a strong reserve force of devout Christianity, and much of her own bright character became devel- oped in her children. 2 Memories of Stanley Pumphrey. On the birth of Stanley, his young sister was sent up to St. John's with the good news, informing her aunts in her own way, ** Polly has got a little bother ! " His nurse had a summary mode of putting the child to sleep by closing his eyes and keeping them shut with her own fingers. One day he rebelled against the procedure, declaring he did not want to go to sleep. ''Then I shall put your head out of the window," said the nurse. This threat had not, however, the desired effect, and the nurse seized her young charge and thrust his head through the win- dow, astonishing the foot passengers in the street below with the fall of the broken glass. The boy was early taught the love of Jesus, and the child's heart turned lovingly towards the Sav- iour. When a very tiny lad on his mother's knee looking at pictures, he said, ''What is this picture, mamma?" pointing to the Lord Jesus Christ. She told him of the love of Jesus for little children, and he whispered reverently, with the bright happy look bean^ing on his face, in the same loving way with which he repeated Ann Taylor's favourite lines, ''^ My Mother," emphasizing the words, "Jesus, my Sav- iour." When about four years old he was very fond of playing at Scripture characters, describing some character and getting the others to guess who it was. " Grandpapa, I have got some one for thee to guess," he would say to his grandfather. "Then tell me something about him," the old man replied, for he delighted in his little grandchild. " Well then, thou wilt find him in the Bible." Boyhood. 3 "■ In the New Testament or the Old ? " " In the New." '' Was he a good man ? " " I don't know," answered the child. *'Not know whether he was a good man or a bad one ? " *'No, grandpapa, some things make me think he was good, and some things make me think he wasn't good." '' Then tell me something more about him." *' He tried to do a miracle and couldn't," again replied the boy. The grandfather looked puzzled, and Stanley went on — '* Didn't Peter try to walk on the sea, and fell in ?" — and so the mixed character of the Apostle per- plexed the lad early in life. ^ Stanley had such high spirits and was so wailful that his mother often felt anxious. Yet he was a thoughtful obedient boy, and the bias given to his mind in childhood helped to qualify him for the precise work in the Church he was afterwards to fulfil. His mother's narrative of Robert Moffat in South Africa, and other stories, planted within him the germs of that keen interest in foreign missions which made him afterwards such an energetic mem- ber of the Friends' Foreign Mission committee, and an efficient helper^ of the Moravian Missionary Society. He early learnt that the spirit of Jesus is the spirit of love, and that His followers should not fight their enemies, but do them good. He one day picked up 4 Memories of Stanley Pmnphrey. a tea-paper on which there was a representation of a battle with the Chinese. He asked what it meant, and was told that it was the English fight- ing the Chinese. He was much surprised, and asked if it happened lately, saying that he had heard of the Chinese War but thought that it was a long time ago. He was quite shocked when he found it had just occurred, and he ran off to his little sister Helen, exclaiming in horror, *' Helen, dear ! the English have been fighting the Chinese, the English who have Bibles and ought to know better ! Yes, there has been a war in our time, when Helen was three years old and I was hardly five." '■*■ The Bible has always been very dear to me," he said, afterwards. '' I well remember the joy it gave me when I first had a Bible of my own, the gift of