Monday, January 20, 2020

Three sisters visit Morrison Park Camp Meeting, Historic Photo


Three sisters visiting Morrison Park (ca.1940) Udorah “Dora” (Harlow) Jackson and her sisters, Martha Ellen “Mattie” (Harlow) Eckles, Bettie (Harlow) Taylor. 

    They were the daughters of Uriah G. Harlow and Virginia (Johns) Harlow (2nd photo) The other children were Charles, Lewis, John, Robert, Emmett, Gillum, Tommie, Ida. A 1880 census indicates a S. D. Snoddy (a school teacher) was living in the home also. He may be in the (group photo). The Harlow home is still standing on Hwy 63 near Morrison Park. The parents and many of the children are buried in the Harlow cemetery which stands on the property near the home.

                                                    Uriah and Virginia Harlow

The Harlow home on Hwy 63 near Morrison Park built about 1873 constructed with Yellow Poplar. Group photo (ca.1890)

Friday, January 17, 2020

A Contribution to Morrison Park Camp Meeting in Memory of Bruce Richey

Linda Mayberry made a $100.00 contribution to Morrison Park in Memory of Bruce Richey. A Memorial Page will be added to the Memorial Book in the H.C. Morrison Library Cabin at Morrison Park. We are thankful for this contribution in memory of Mr. Richey.

Wednesday, December 11, 2019

The Death of Rev. Henry Clay (H.C.) Morrison. Rev. Salon McNeese The Last Earthly Face Morrison Saw.

                                               
                                                  Dr. H.C. Morrison's Last Moments 
                                             Elizabethton, Tennessee, March 24, 1942

   Dr. Morrison was holding a revival meeting for Rev. Solon McNeese, pastor of the Memorial Methodist Church in Elizabethton, Tennessee when called to his heavenly home, March 24, 1942 at the age of eighty-five years and fourteen days. 
   He preached his last sermon on Monday evening, March 23rd. Morrison's last sermon subject was, "How To Bring A Sinner To Christ." After the sermon the pastor pronounced the benediction and went to the front of the church to meet the people. There was a hush on the congregation as they remained seated and refused to go.  Dr. Morrison began singing, "What A Friend We Have In Jesus," and the choir and the congregation joined in. Morrison then offered a prayer for those who held their hands up, promising to do their best to win a soul during the meeting. Still the congregation remained seated. Dr. Morrison then began singing, "On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand And Cast A Wishful Eye," in which the people joined in; then there was a hush and Dr. Morrison pronounced the benediction, and said to the people, "You may run along now."
   { The following day} After we had packed his luggage to move him from the hotel to the parsonage, he suggested that we pray before leaving.  We sat down side by side and Dr. Morrison prayed this prayer: "O God, thou knowest why I am here. Let me go through this meeting with Brother McNeese and witness the salvation of many precious souls, then go home to see my dear wife, and attend to three business matters before I go, if it is thy will; if not thy will, it is all right with me."
   After unpacking his luggage, he ate his supper, and said to Mrs. McNeese, "I am going to like you, and your cooking suits me exactly."
   We took him to the church in the car at 8 p.m., but we could not get him out of the car. He said: "If I could get into the pulpit I would have supernatural power to throw off this attack." Then he bowed his head and prayed, "O God, I know it is presumptuous on my part to even ask this."
   Dr. Morrison's last to forty minutes was spent in the parsonage of First Methodist Church, Elizabethton, Tennessee, with Rev. and Mrs. Solon McNeese. Upon returning from the church to the parsonage the physician was called. Dr. Morrison preferred sitting in the large radio chair to lying down, as his breathing was difficult. The doctor somewhat relieved him. He asked us to pray for him, which I did, asking God to give him to us for the meeting, and to grant the request he had made that afternoon before leaving the hotel. He said, "I feel better. I am all right." Then his head fell over his shoulder, color left his face, and he was gone!
   Mrs. McNeese rushed to his side, stroked his white hair from his face, erected his head to normal position, holding it until the doctor arrived and pronounced him dead.  The undertakers came and laid his tired body upon a white cot, and bore it to the funeral home.
   Funeral serviced were held in the Methodist Church the next day, after which the body was taken to Wilmore, Kentucky where he rest beneath the bluegrass and under the shadow of the institution he loved so well.  Peace be to his memory. 
                                                                                                                  Rev. Solon McNeese
                                                                                                                  Elizabethton , Tennessee
Methodist Memorial Church in Elizabethton Tn. Where Morrison was conducting revival at the time of his death. The church is now occupied by Harvest Baptist Church.
Methodist Memorial Church building where Morrison was preaching in 1942. A funeral service was held for him here, the day following his death. Then his body was removed to Wilmore Ky. , for another funeral and burial.


The residence of Rev. Solon McNeese in 1942  at 406 E h St. The Parsonage were Rev. Morrison died.


Morrison's body was removed from the parsonage of the church and taken to the Roy Hathaway Funeral Home in Elizabethton. 
Death Certificate of Morrison. Dr. Z.T. Johnson of Asbury College of Wilmore, (probably contacted by phone), provided information for the death certificate. He was not able to answer questions concerning Morrison's father and mother, thus it was left blank. 
Funeral record of Morrison from the Hathaway funeral home. The casket was a silver finish nade by the Imperial Casket Company. Casket, and embalming the body were checked, with the total cost of $550.00  The document records the service to be held at Memorial Methodist, Rev. Solon McNeese and Rev. B.H. Hampton officiating. Certifying Physician, Dr. E.L. Pearson. The body to be removed to Wilmore, Ky. 
A death announcement in the Lexington Herald newspaper. Morrison's death was reported in news papers across the country, including the New York Times seen below.


                               Morrison lies in state in Hughes Auditorium at Asbury College in Wilmore Ky. Funeral services were held there on the afternoon of March 27, 1942. The Rev. M.C. Yates , pastor of Wilmore Methodist Church was in charge. The scripture lesson was read by Dr. Z.T. Johnson, and prayer was offered by Dr. L.R. Akers.  Following the account of Morrison's last ours by the Rev. Solon McNeese, tributes to Morrison were given by Dr. W.L. Clark, Dr.Paul S. Reses. Dr. Ira N. Hargett, and the Bishop U.V.W. Darlington. Following a quartet rendition of the song, "No Night There," interment was made, during a down-pour of rain, in the cemetery at Wilmore, Kentucky.
Professor Nancy Richey(WKU) Author of the book, Orphaned No More, the Boyhood Story of Rev. Henry Clay Morrison, stands at Morrison's grave.


Tuesday, December 3, 2019

THE MOST PRECIOUS GIFT FOR YOUR YOUNG READER, ORPHANED NO MORE, HENRY CLAY MORRISON

Orphaned No More is available on Amazon.com , from Barnes and Noble,  and from Acclaim Press. Orders can also be sent to Gary Bewley 2731 Tompkinsville Rd. Glasgow, Ky. 42141 The price of the book by mail is $15.00,( includes shipping and handling.)

Wednesday, July 17, 2019

New Book Revue, Orphaned No More, The Boyhood Story of Henry Clay Morrison



“Orphaned No More: The Boyhood Story of Rev. Henry Clay Morrison” by Gary Bewley and Nancy Richey. Morley, Mo.: Acclaim Press, 2019. 112 pages, $14.95 (soft cover).
One Sunday morning in 1857, not long after giving birth to her son, Henry Clay (H.C.), young Emily Morrison prayed to God to accept her child into His service. She died two years later, never knowing what H.C. (also affectionately known as Buddy) would achieve in his incredible life: establishing a religious newspaper, The Pentecostal Herald (1888) and editing it for 54 years; serving as president of Asbury College in Wilmore (1910-1925 and 1933-1940); and founding Asbury Theological Seminary in 1923 and presiding there until his death in 1942. During his amazing 63 years of ministry, he led some 1,200 revivals, preached no less than 15,000 times, traveled more than 500,000 miles, saw more than 30,000 people converted and participated in more than 250 camp-meeting campaigns, the latter amounting to 12 years of his life. His prowess as an evangelist was so impressive that three-time presidential candidate William Jennings Bryan called him the “greatest pulpit orator on the American continent.” As if this were not enough, Morrison was also a prolific author. He wrote at least 25 books, several of them selling as many as 75,000 copies.
Morrison wrote extensively about his life, and authors Gary Bewley and Nancy Richey draw freely from many of these sources, enhancing it with their own assiduous research, to tell the story of the pastor’s boyhood years in Barren County, where his father brought him and his sister after their mother’s death. The decision to focus on H.C.’s early years was motivated by a desire to share some of his most touching and enduring moments, most notably his poignant, life-altering conversion, at the age of 13, at an altar of prayer:
“Almost immediately something happened in his heart. His great burden just went away and the joy of forgiveness went through him. He leaped to his feet praising the Lord. He felt as though he would burst with great happiness and joy. ... Everyone looked so beautiful to Buddy, and his heart was aglow with love. Buddy had been saved. He was born again and filled with the wonderful Holy Spirit of God. Now he knew the Lord, and he knew he had a heavenly Father.”
It was hoped that Buddy’s story would provide all readers, particularly younger ones, a source of inspiration to do the Lord’s work and draw them closer to Him through faith, commitment and service. Furthermore, the writers hoped Buddy’s feelings and experiences would resonate with young people who could identify with his disparate array of struggles – anger, guilt, shame, bitterness – as well as his love, joy hope, and steadfast devotion to his Creator.
The second part of the book contains an impressive compilation of facts, comments and accolades about Morrison’s incredible life, including a listing of his books and publications. Local history aficionados will enjoy reading the detailed descriptions of places connected to Morrison’s time in southern Kentucky (specifically present-day Glasgow): his boyhood home; Boyd’s Creek Methodist Church, the third church to occupy the approximate location where Morrison attended and was converted in December 1871; the John O. Morrison Home (later known as the Hammer House), originally built by Henry Clay Morrison’s great-grandfather, it was the first brick home in the area and belonged to Henry’s great aunt and her relatives during his lifetime; the Morrison-Hammer Cemetery; Morrison’s retirement home, a two-story log home, where the incessantly working preacher spent less than two weeks of his life; and finally the Morrison Park Community, where Morrison conducted his two-week camp meetings every year. During its peak period of operation, the park comprised, among other structures, a large open-air wooden tabernacle, cottages, kitchen and dining areas, a one-room school, a library that doubled as a small auditorium, and a grocery store. This part of the book concludes with newspaper accounts, one documenting 80-year-old Morrison’s return in 1937 to his birthplace in Bedford; the other describing his first camp meeting at Morrison Park in 1900. Information throughout this section is complemented by numerous photos.
Part III of the book opens by describing how the nearly 100-year-old tradition of annual camp meetings at Morrison Park came to an end in the late 1990s due to dwindling support and attendance. At that point in time, services were being held in tents because the tabernacle had been razed due to the deterioration and storm damage it had sustained over the years. In 2010, a group of concerned citizens decided to restore the park, and their tireless preservation efforts are documented by two dozen photographs. Their hard work culminated in the restoration of several cabins, including the Morrison Memorial Library Cabin, whose second floor now houses a Morrison museum; the dedication of a new Kentucky Historical Marker, as well as the construction of a new tabernacle. By 2016, a few final touches – a new restroom building and improved landscaping – were completed, making the park fully restored for public use.
With its meticulously-researched details, inspiring storyline, compelling illustrations and informative supplementary material, this book has much to recommend it, most importantly the shining example of a young man who finds peace and salvation through his commitment and faith to God. The Rev. Henry Clay Morrison’s childhood story should prove especially appealing and satisfying to those readers hungry for spiritual enlightenment and fulfillment. It offers them a precious gift not readily found in most books: food and nourishment for their very souls.
– Reviewed by Sean Kinder, a professor in the Department of Library Public Services at Western Kentucky University, where he serves as the humanities/social sciences librarian.