Morris, Myrtle (Mrs. Charles)
5/21/1931
1886-May 21, 1931 |
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| Mrs. Myrtle Morris, nee Johns, was born in Kentucky in 1886. Her father was a local Methodist preacher and her mother was a fitting mate for such a man. This fact, together with Mrs. Morris’ training at Asbury College, enabled her to fill admirably the sphere of a minister’ s wife. The romance begun at college culminated in her marriage to Rev. Charles M. Morris in 1904. On May 21, 19~1, she passed away, in Memphis, Tenn. Had she lived one week longer they would have reached their twenty-seventh anniversary. A long time to spend in the itinerancy, yet it doubtless seemed short, for they were happy in their home and in. their work. Mrs. Morris was one of the most patient and understanding mothers I have ever known. “Her ways were ways of pleasantness and all her paths were peace.” How empty the house without her! She was a wonderful home-maker. Out of little she could make much. She loved an orderly, attractive house as well as household. She was skilled with the needle. I’ve heard she made her own trousseaux by hand. And she reared her six children to be industrious as well as polished—as, fine a group as ever grew up in a parsonage.. Her superior ability manifested itself in circles beyond her home. With her beautiful face and bright mind she was attractive anywhere, and was gifted both as a conversationalist and’ a public speaker. Had health only been hers, she would have taken a foremost place among our Church leaders. Even though she was not strong, for’ the past fifteen years, having a leakage of the heart, she carried on more Church activities than most well people do. At one time in Greenville, S. C., she was president of the Missionary Society of more than a hundred members. Her faith in God never wavered. Although ‘she spent the last five months in a hospital,’ she never complained. It was hard to leave her family, some of them very young. Yet, if she didn’t complain, ‘why should we? “He knowetb best who loveth best.” She said, ‘Pray that I may make a safe landing.” We know where she is. “Yet Love will dream and Faith will trust, —Robert M. Brown. |
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| Source: Annual of the Louisiana Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church, South, Pages 889, 1931 | |
