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THE Committee on Memorials then reported the following:


Another ripe sheaf has been gathered. Another of those early interested for a progressive movement among Friends, and the oldest of the little remnant left of that band who forty years ago, in furtherance of it, held free religious conferences in the old Kennett Meeting-house, has passed quietly from our sight.

THOMAS WORKELL, full of years and of peace, full of the rich blessings that flow from a happy, healthy nature and a simple upright life, has lain calmly down to rest. At each of our recurring spring-time gatherings, for these many years, his well-known face has been seen, his genial, sympathetic greeting given. None more enjoyed the pleasant scenes, none was more interested nor more appreciative of the intellectual and social value of the occasion than he.

Quick to perceive and prompt with kindly judgment to perform the right was to him also the easy, natural path. He had ever gentlest charity for those who walked astray, was broadly tolerant of others' views, and hospitable to new ideas, from whatever source they came.


The early life of HANNAH M. DARLINGTON was passed among books and flowers, with “plain living and high think


ing." When she went into the world, a hatred of all forms of wrong and oppression and a faith in all things good came easy to her. Not literary or artistic in any practical way, she was yet a keen, unerring critic in literature and art. Straight to the mark went her arrow of comment, brief and quiet, with no arrogance of judgment, but simply because the perception was there and naturally expressed itself.

Warm in her attachments, a devoted lover and enthusiast in friendship, she was yet mentally cool and clear, and uncompromising in her demand for the good and true in character and conduct. In conversation and discussion she kept her place, side by side in thought with the wisest men, whether as hostess in her own home or elsewhere.

Her convictions were positive, her character illumined by sentiment and poetic feeling. She enjoyed the beautiful, but she loved the right; was ready to face prejudice and injustice in defence of truth. And thus she was heartily in sympathy with the principles and testimonies of the Progressive Friends, with whom she and her revered husband, CHANDLER DARLINGTON, connected themselves, from the time when the first Yearly Meeting was projected. She was one of those who signed the call for the gathering of that meeting.

Her personal friends and her neighbors feel deeply and are glad to express that they owe to her a debt of gratitude for the stimulus she was to intellectual cultivation, to mental growth, and to the noblest aims in life, all through the many years she lived amongst them.

She was the young people's benefactor, quickening them to highest purposes,-a steady source of inspiration and aid to self-improvement; sympathizing in the feeblest effort in which she perceived the desire for better things; an adviser, guide, and helper to all who put themselves under her good influTo many a youth and maiden she was a literary mentor. Bayard Taylor always brought her a copy of his latest book, in advance of its publication, as an acknowledgment of his obligations to her in that way, in both his early and


maturer years. Some marked traits of her character are expressed in this language of his :

"She looks through life and with a balance just

Weighs men and things, beholding as they are
The lives of others. In the common dust

She finds the fragments of the ruined star.
Of either sex she owned the nobler part:
Man's honest brow and woman's faithful heart."


Since our last Yearly Meeting a ripe sheaf has been gathered to the silent garners in the person of our long-time friend and co-worker, LEWIS MARSHALL. Although not always in full accord with our every progressive method, yet from the origin of this Society, in which he was a positive force for good, to the day of his death, there was between us a mutual recognition of sympathy and fellowship.

LEWIS MARSHALL was one of the old-line reformers that enlisted in the crusade for the abolition of human slavery, and who, if living a thousand years, would never lay down their armor while humanity was anywhere in bondage either of the flesh or of the spirit. He was a reader, and an industrious student of public affairs, and, like the prophet of old, he did not hesitate, with tongue and pen, to "cry aloud and spare not" the evil doers.

When the Moloch of Southern slavery went down in a sea of blood, he then directed his energies in an especial manner to the nation's next great shame and tyranny, the licensed liquor traffic. In fact, he was a radical reformer, and contributed of his talents and strength, as best he could, to every cause, the purpose of which was the liberation and elevation of man. The moral code, built on high standards and largely interpreted, was mainly his religion. The service of the Lord and the service of humanity he He served both in one, and was a faithful

could not separate. servant.


CHARLES HAMBLETON, one of the lingering remnant of the brave minority that dared to stand with the few for the cause of human liberty, when to do so was to breast the storm of popular hate, ended this life in the winter just passed. He was a faithful soul, and a patient spirit. He had a tender conscience, and a delicate sense of good. He had no respect for graven images, but a sincere reverence for the Creator in the creature. He was a genuine ingrained reformer, and radical in the extreme, but his even temper and amiable disposition seasoned his antagonism with gentleness. He was a lover of liberty in all its righteous manifestations, and where freedom was, there was his congenial place. So it goes without saying, that from the origin of this Yearly Meeting till now he has been with us, often raising his voice, even in the broken speech of decrepid age, to proclaim the truth, to defend the right.

Brave, gentle, earnest spirit, the world is better for thy being here, and it has a tardy blessing for all like thee.


Among those attending these meetings from the beginning, and enjoying them with hearty earnestness and looking forward to them from year to year as bringing to her fresh courage and inspiration, was PHEBE ANN LAMBORN. Every effort for the advancement of the human family met with her approval, and the various reforms discussed at Longwood engaged her thoughtful, consideration.

She was a lover of the beautiful and the good everywhere. She was devotedly beloved by her family and esteemed by her friends. A place is left vacant at her hearthstone which none other can fill.


In the recent and untimely death of SIDNEY P. WOODWARD we feel that we have lost a precious member. Her bright mind, her genial heart, her unselfish spirit, her generous hospitality, her self-forgetfulness in her care of others; her graceful and charming naturalness, that often made our fine conventionalities seem vulgar; her beautiful face, which, as an open window of her soul, exposed to view all those lovely qualities, all these and more, endeared her to us, and we doubt not to all who knew her.

Though her voice was not heard in public, her mind was large and logical and liberal, and in the social circle in her home and elsewhere she was no weak advocate of the right, whether popular or otherwise. Her religious creed was simple, very simple, and probably might be covered by the phrase, to do and be our best.

In her thought the service of God and the service of humanity were one, and from childhood up her growing and ripening powers were dedicated to this holy service. May the memory of this blessed woman be to us an inspiration to an every-day goodness, to bless and brighten the common life that is now and here and close around us. practical and beautiful life take root in ours.

May her


With a deep sense of loss and sorrow, we record the death of GEORGE B. PASSMORE. He has fallen in his armor, a brave soldier in the unending moral conflict,-fallen in the strength and vigor of manhood. He was full to overflowing of spiritual activity. Wherever there was humane work to be done, he held himself ready for orders. The call to duty was to him the call of God. He was deeply religious, but his religion had no fellowship with dogmatic theology. He hated

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