From: Journal and Reports of the Thirty-Eighth Annual Session of the Detroit Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church, 1893, pp. 48-50.
Rev. Isaac Johnston was born in the County of Armagh, Ireland, January 11, 1819, and died at the residence of his son, Rev. J. M. Johnston, at Irving Park, Chicago, February 12th, 1893.
Coming in his infancy to this country, and his parents, though Presbyterians, becoming Methodists on their arrival here, Bro. Johnston grew up a thorough American, and in full sympathy with the Methodist Church. His father was a class leader and steward, a noble, sturdy Christian. In the slavery controversy he took advanced ground, and in a quarterly conference at Chestnut Ridge, N. Y., he offered an anti-slavery resolution, but the presiding officer would not put it to vote on the ground that it "was not quarterly conference business."
Isaac Johnston inherited these sturdy qualities. He was a very modest, unassuming man, but loyal and faithful, entirely devoted to Christ and the church.
He was converted at the age of twelve years, and early feeling he was called to the ministry, prepared himself by an education at Royal Center Academy and Lima Seminary.
He began as a local preacher in the summer of 1842, though he had long been useful as an exhorter ; and on the 27th of April, 1851, he was ordained and joined the Rochester Conference of the Wesleyan connection. The death of his father called his attention to the family interests, so that his ministry was temporarily broken, but after a number of prosperous and successful years in the Wesleyan connection he came with a number of others into the Detroit Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church.
The writer of this memoir will never forget the scene at the Saginaw Conference in 1867, when Dr. Luther Lee and six others, among them Isaac Johnston, as the then venerable Dr. Lee said, " came home," and the sainted Bishop, whose memory rests upon the church like balm, the beloved apostolic Janes, took them by the hand and welcomed them, and the Conference sang the Doxology.
"Part of that host" crossed the flood years ago, and now Bro. Johnson, after 74 years service of the blessed Master, has joined them and is now standing and singing with them on the other shore. For 20 years Bro. Johnston did effective work in the ministry ; at Macon, one year; Groveland, one year; Goodrich, one year; Rochester, two years; Lambertville, one year; Sault Ste. Marie, three years; Central Mine, two years ; Atlanta, two years ; Leesville, three years ; Peters- burg, one year; Medina, three years. In 1887 he superannuated, after which he served as a supply, doing his last work in Leesville, where for four years he ministered to the same people among whom he had spent three excellent years of his effective ministry, and preaching up to the last Sabbath before the Conference of 1892. He loved his work, his people, and his people loved him. It was characteristic of him to form very warm attachments wherever he went.
He remained with his sons in Detroit for a short time, and then, came to the home of his oldest son, Rev. J. M. Johnston, in Irving Park, Chicago, here he steadily failed until February 12, 1893, when after great suffering, he passed into his rest. He was trustful and rejoicing amid the hours of extreme pain. He was deeply touched by the death of his grand-daughter [Marian S. Johnston, 1876-1893, FAG#242400354], seventeen years of age, to whom he was greatly attached, and which occurred on this birthday, only one month before his own death, and it seemed as if he was only going with her as he left the rest behind. They are buried beside each other in Rose Hill cemetery, Chicago. Surely there is only one fadeless hope.
Bro. Johnston's domestic life was eminently happy. He was married November 3. 1842, to Miss Maria J. Camp, an estimable and devoted woman, who now survives him in deep sorrow, and after more than fifty years of loving, helpful companionship, awaits the reuniting of the heavenly world.
Few fathers have ever been more blessed in their children than was our brother. One, the Rev. J. Milton Johnson, at whose home he died, is a beloved member of the Detroit Conference, known and endeared to many. Alonzo, Aaron and George are with us, and one, Henry, died in infancy.
As a preacher, Bro. Johnston was practical and positive, a faithful minister of Jesus Christ, one whose record is on high.
Rev. Isaac Johnston was born in the County of Armagh, Ireland, January 11, 1819, and died at the residence of his son, Rev. J. M. Johnston, at Irving Park, Chicago, February 12th, 1893.
Coming in his infancy to this country, and his parents, though Presbyterians, becoming Methodists on their arrival here, Bro. Johnston grew up a thorough American, and in full sympathy with the Methodist Church. His father was a class leader and steward, a noble, sturdy Christian. In the slavery controversy he took advanced ground, and in a quarterly conference at Chestnut Ridge, N. Y., he offered an anti-slavery resolution, but the presiding officer would not put it to vote on the ground that it "was not quarterly conference business."
Isaac Johnston inherited these sturdy qualities. He was a very modest, unassuming man, but loyal and faithful, entirely devoted to Christ and the church.
He was converted at the age of twelve years, and early feeling he was called to the ministry, prepared himself by an education at Royal Center Academy and Lima Seminary.
He began as a local preacher in the summer of 1842, though he had long been useful as an exhorter ; and on the 27th of April, 1851, he was ordained and joined the Rochester Conference of the Wesleyan connection. The death of his father called his attention to the family interests, so that his ministry was temporarily broken, but after a number of prosperous and successful years in the Wesleyan connection he came with a number of others into the Detroit Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church.
The writer of this memoir will never forget the scene at the Saginaw Conference in 1867, when Dr. Luther Lee and six others, among them Isaac Johnston, as the then venerable Dr. Lee said, " came home," and the sainted Bishop, whose memory rests upon the church like balm, the beloved apostolic Janes, took them by the hand and welcomed them, and the Conference sang the Doxology.
"Part of that host" crossed the flood years ago, and now Bro. Johnson, after 74 years service of the blessed Master, has joined them and is now standing and singing with them on the other shore. For 20 years Bro. Johnston did effective work in the ministry ; at Macon, one year; Groveland, one year; Goodrich, one year; Rochester, two years; Lambertville, one year; Sault Ste. Marie, three years; Central Mine, two years ; Atlanta, two years ; Leesville, three years ; Peters- burg, one year; Medina, three years. In 1887 he superannuated, after which he served as a supply, doing his last work in Leesville, where for four years he ministered to the same people among whom he had spent three excellent years of his effective ministry, and preaching up to the last Sabbath before the Conference of 1892. He loved his work, his people, and his people loved him. It was characteristic of him to form very warm attachments wherever he went.
He remained with his sons in Detroit for a short time, and then, came to the home of his oldest son, Rev. J. M. Johnston, in Irving Park, Chicago, here he steadily failed until February 12, 1893, when after great suffering, he passed into his rest. He was trustful and rejoicing amid the hours of extreme pain. He was deeply touched by the death of his grand-daughter [Marian S. Johnston, 1876-1893, FAG#242400354], seventeen years of age, to whom he was greatly attached, and which occurred on this birthday, only one month before his own death, and it seemed as if he was only going with her as he left the rest behind. They are buried beside each other in Rose Hill cemetery, Chicago. Surely there is only one fadeless hope.
Bro. Johnston's domestic life was eminently happy. He was married November 3. 1842, to Miss Maria J. Camp, an estimable and devoted woman, who now survives him in deep sorrow, and after more than fifty years of loving, helpful companionship, awaits the reuniting of the heavenly world.
Few fathers have ever been more blessed in their children than was our brother. One, the Rev. J. Milton Johnson, at whose home he died, is a beloved member of the Detroit Conference, known and endeared to many. Alonzo, Aaron and George are with us, and one, Henry, died in infancy.
As a preacher, Bro. Johnston was practical and positive, a faithful minister of Jesus Christ, one whose record is on high.
From: Journal and Reports of the Thirty-Eighth Annual Session of the Detroit Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church, 1893, pp. 48-50.
Rev. Isaac Johnston was born in the County of Armagh, Ireland, January 11, 1819, and died at the residence of his son, Rev. J. M. Johnston, at Irving Park, Chicago, February 12th, 1893.
Coming in his infancy to this country, and his parents, though Presbyterians, becoming Methodists on their arrival here, Bro. Johnston grew up a thorough American, and in full sympathy with the Methodist Church. His father was a class leader and steward, a noble, sturdy Christian. In the slavery controversy he took advanced ground, and in a quarterly conference at Chestnut Ridge, N. Y., he offered an anti-slavery resolution, but the presiding officer would not put it to vote on the ground that it "was not quarterly conference business."
Isaac Johnston inherited these sturdy qualities. He was a very modest, unassuming man, but loyal and faithful, entirely devoted to Christ and the church.
He was converted at the age of twelve years, and early feeling he was called to the ministry, prepared himself by an education at Royal Center Academy and Lima Seminary.
He began as a local preacher in the summer of 1842, though he had long been useful as an exhorter ; and on the 27th of April, 1851, he was ordained and joined the Rochester Conference of the Wesleyan connection. The death of his father called his attention to the family interests, so that his ministry was temporarily broken, but after a number of prosperous and successful years in the Wesleyan connection he came with a number of others into the Detroit Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church.
The writer of this memoir will never forget the scene at the Saginaw Conference in 1867, when Dr. Luther Lee and six others, among them Isaac Johnston, as the then venerable Dr. Lee said, " came home," and the sainted Bishop, whose memory rests upon the church like balm, the beloved apostolic Janes, took them by the hand and welcomed them, and the Conference sang the Doxology.
"Part of that host" crossed the flood years ago, and now Bro. Johnson, after 74 years service of the blessed Master, has joined them and is now standing and singing with them on the other shore. For 20 years Bro. Johnston did effective work in the ministry ; at Macon, one year; Groveland, one year; Goodrich, one year; Rochester, two years; Lambertville, one year; Sault Ste. Marie, three years; Central Mine, two years ; Atlanta, two years ; Leesville, three years ; Peters- burg, one year; Medina, three years. In 1887 he superannuated, after which he served as a supply, doing his last work in Leesville, where for four years he ministered to the same people among whom he had spent three excellent years of his effective ministry, and preaching up to the last Sabbath before the Conference of 1892. He loved his work, his people, and his people loved him. It was characteristic of him to form very warm attachments wherever he went.
He remained with his sons in Detroit for a short time, and then, came to the home of his oldest son, Rev. J. M. Johnston, in Irving Park, Chicago, here he steadily failed until February 12, 1893, when after great suffering, he passed into his rest. He was trustful and rejoicing amid the hours of extreme pain. He was deeply touched by the death of his grand-daughter [Marian S. Johnston, 1876-1893, FAG#242400354], seventeen years of age, to whom he was greatly attached, and which occurred on this birthday, only one month before his own death, and it seemed as if he was only going with her as he left the rest behind. They are buried beside each other in Rose Hill cemetery, Chicago. Surely there is only one fadeless hope.
Bro. Johnston's domestic life was eminently happy. He was married November 3. 1842, to Miss Maria J. Camp, an estimable and devoted woman, who now survives him in deep sorrow, and after more than fifty years of loving, helpful companionship, awaits the reuniting of the heavenly world.
Few fathers have ever been more blessed in their children than was our brother. One, the Rev. J. Milton Johnson, at whose home he died, is a beloved member of the Detroit Conference, known and endeared to many. Alonzo, Aaron and George are with us, and one, Henry, died in infancy.
As a preacher, Bro. Johnston was practical and positive, a faithful minister of Jesus Christ, one whose record is on high.
Rev. Isaac Johnston was born in the County of Armagh, Ireland, January 11, 1819, and died at the residence of his son, Rev. J. M. Johnston, at Irving Park, Chicago, February 12th, 1893.
Coming in his infancy to this country, and his parents, though Presbyterians, becoming Methodists on their arrival here, Bro. Johnston grew up a thorough American, and in full sympathy with the Methodist Church. His father was a class leader and steward, a noble, sturdy Christian. In the slavery controversy he took advanced ground, and in a quarterly conference at Chestnut Ridge, N. Y., he offered an anti-slavery resolution, but the presiding officer would not put it to vote on the ground that it "was not quarterly conference business."
Isaac Johnston inherited these sturdy qualities. He was a very modest, unassuming man, but loyal and faithful, entirely devoted to Christ and the church.
He was converted at the age of twelve years, and early feeling he was called to the ministry, prepared himself by an education at Royal Center Academy and Lima Seminary.
He began as a local preacher in the summer of 1842, though he had long been useful as an exhorter ; and on the 27th of April, 1851, he was ordained and joined the Rochester Conference of the Wesleyan connection. The death of his father called his attention to the family interests, so that his ministry was temporarily broken, but after a number of prosperous and successful years in the Wesleyan connection he came with a number of others into the Detroit Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church.
The writer of this memoir will never forget the scene at the Saginaw Conference in 1867, when Dr. Luther Lee and six others, among them Isaac Johnston, as the then venerable Dr. Lee said, " came home," and the sainted Bishop, whose memory rests upon the church like balm, the beloved apostolic Janes, took them by the hand and welcomed them, and the Conference sang the Doxology.
"Part of that host" crossed the flood years ago, and now Bro. Johnson, after 74 years service of the blessed Master, has joined them and is now standing and singing with them on the other shore. For 20 years Bro. Johnston did effective work in the ministry ; at Macon, one year; Groveland, one year; Goodrich, one year; Rochester, two years; Lambertville, one year; Sault Ste. Marie, three years; Central Mine, two years ; Atlanta, two years ; Leesville, three years ; Peters- burg, one year; Medina, three years. In 1887 he superannuated, after which he served as a supply, doing his last work in Leesville, where for four years he ministered to the same people among whom he had spent three excellent years of his effective ministry, and preaching up to the last Sabbath before the Conference of 1892. He loved his work, his people, and his people loved him. It was characteristic of him to form very warm attachments wherever he went.
He remained with his sons in Detroit for a short time, and then, came to the home of his oldest son, Rev. J. M. Johnston, in Irving Park, Chicago, here he steadily failed until February 12, 1893, when after great suffering, he passed into his rest. He was trustful and rejoicing amid the hours of extreme pain. He was deeply touched by the death of his grand-daughter [Marian S. Johnston, 1876-1893, FAG#242400354], seventeen years of age, to whom he was greatly attached, and which occurred on this birthday, only one month before his own death, and it seemed as if he was only going with her as he left the rest behind. They are buried beside each other in Rose Hill cemetery, Chicago. Surely there is only one fadeless hope.
Bro. Johnston's domestic life was eminently happy. He was married November 3. 1842, to Miss Maria J. Camp, an estimable and devoted woman, who now survives him in deep sorrow, and after more than fifty years of loving, helpful companionship, awaits the reuniting of the heavenly world.
Few fathers have ever been more blessed in their children than was our brother. One, the Rev. J. Milton Johnson, at whose home he died, is a beloved member of the Detroit Conference, known and endeared to many. Alonzo, Aaron and George are with us, and one, Henry, died in infancy.
As a preacher, Bro. Johnston was practical and positive, a faithful minister of Jesus Christ, one whose record is on high.
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