Elliot, Henry (1819-1838)
MEMOIR OF HENRY ELLIOT,
Late of Marsden, in Burnley circuit, who died February 3, 1838.
Henry Elliot was born Aug. 8, 1819. And by associating with the ungodly he was hardened in crime. But he had a brother who died in the faith, and whose warnings and death made an impression on his mind.
About this time Brother James Harper, one of our members, being employed by Henry’s father, and having to work in the same shop with Henry, and being aware of his situation, felt a longing desire for his deliverance from the galling yoke of sin. He invited Henry to the chapel at Marsden; the word had effect; his former conviction revived, and increased. He was decided to give himself to God, and to join the society; and his sincerity was manifested by his entire devotedness to God, and his cause.
On one occasion, as he and his friend James were going to the chapel, they met some of his old companions. Henry rather shrunk; but James reminded him of our Saviour’s declaration, “Whosoever shall be ashamed of me and my words, of him shall the Son of man be ashamed, when he shall come in his own glory, and in his Father’s, and of the holy angels.” It was a word in season. And from that time he became bold as a lion; and whenever opportunity offered, he invited his late companions to attend the chapel and school with him. And his regularity, diligence, and activity at the means of grace, and in the Sabbath school, were worthy of imitation. He also painted the chapel gratis, doing it after the close of his days’ labours.
Expectations were formed of his usefulness; but Jan. 21, he was taken ill, and was occasionally delirious. I visited him, Jan. 28; his mind became composed, he joined in prayer, and professed to enjoy peace through the Beloved.
Wednesday, 31. His faculties recovered their wonted vigor, and so continued till his death. On one of his class-mates asking if he were happy, he replied, with a smile, “I’m ready for living or dying.”
One day his friend James come into the room and prayed with him; and from the apparent fulness of his soul, he, Henry, exclaimed, “Glory to Jesus. He’s a good Saviour. — He saves all who come to him, both rich and poor; there is no difference with him.”
When at the point of death, he lifted up his voice in prayer for God to bless his leader; soon after which his happy spirit took its flight.
(Approved by the adjourned Quarter Day Meeting.)
Primitive Methodist Magazine, 1838. Page 462.