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Tiift FunrqJ.


Pembroke Dock.



Rural District Council.

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DEATH OF REV. C. M. PHELPS. Yicar of St. Martin's, Haverfordwest. We have to record, with very sincere regret, the death of the Rev. Charles Martin Phelps, for many years vicar of St. Martin's, Haverford- west, the sad event taking place on Monday evening last. Mr. Phelps, up to the time of his last illness, was apparently in robust health. He had arranged to spend a three weeks' holi- day at his favourite resort, Newport, Pern., and did spend a week there. He returned on the Saturday to take the Sunday services, and seemed interested in the doings at Portfield Fair. On the Sunday morning early celebration should have been observed at St. Martin's, but as the vicar did not respond to calls his room was entered. It was found that he had been seized with paralysis. This, combined with a weak heart, eventually proved fatal. The news of his demise was received in the town with feelings of profound sorrow. Mr. Marlay Samson at a public meeting the same evening voiced the sentiments of his townspeople, and incidentally made a reference showing how, amid all our differences, the passing of a good, kindly, and amiable Christian gentleman calls forth true sorrow from all classes and creeds. Mr. Phelps was the last male descendant of the Martin family, who founded and lived on the Withybush estate for about 200 years. His grandfather died as far back as 1819. After his L death the eldest son, Thomas, came into the estate, and Mr. Phelps' father, the youngest of a large family of sous, resumed the name of Phelps. Thomas Martin, the last of the Withy- bush squires, was unfortunate in certain slave quarry speculations, and the estate passed out of the family, and imo the possession of the Owens, many years ago. Mr. Phelps lost his father at an early age. He was educated at the Haverfordwest Gram- mar School. On leaving there be held an ap- pointment for a short time at a school in Ire- land. From here he went to King's College, London, and was trained for the church, and ordained from there in 18G6. His first curacy was at Huddersfielcl for six years. Then he removed to Tenby as senior curate at the parish church, a post which he occupied for seventeen years prior to coming to St. Martin's, Haverfordwest, as vicar in 1888. He has always been a member of the ad- vanced High Ohmch party, and has endea- voured to carry out his views in all the churches with which he has been connected. At ST. Martin's he buih upon the foundations of the High Church order of service laid by his pre- decessor. the Rev. J. H. Popplewell, and the services have come to be considered perhaps the most advanced in West Wales. As a preacher, the vicar was always interest- ing, adopting a conversational style rather than attempting any great flights of eloquence or impassioned utterance. His sermons, although always well thought out and instructive, were, as a rule, delivered extempore, and were char- acterised by considerable earnestness. He va," a strong doctrinaire, and in his discourses de- \('+écl much attention to this aspect of Church rife. Outside his church work the vicar found many things to occupy him. He was an ardent naturalist, especially conchology and zoology, and his collection of shells and eggs was almost unrivalled. Some time ago he generously of- fered to give this to form the nucleus of a county museum, only stipulating that he should have the care of them during his lifetime. He had resigned the living, and at the -end of this year purposed spending his days in quiet retirement, in the pursuit of his favourite hobby. The living is the gift of the Society for In rd-moripm. the Preservation of the Faith. The Rev. E. Nicholson Jones lias sent as ihe following In Memoriam." The good, kind clergyman is gone: How swift, came Death to lay him low! Nor deemed we that his task was -done-- Not yet, thought we, would come the blow. Full many a year we knew had tlorl, But Time had left him hale and strong— el Still on his path his smile he shed; His heart was young, and loved sweet song. The prophet's mantle he had willed At wisdom's bidding to divest; The years with service he had filled, And contemplated times of rest. He krew not that of God's own plan His soul's desire was but a part, And as a stream to God's sea ran The wistful longing of his heart. To realms of higher service now His soul is called, for ever blest: To Heaven's wise will we humbly bow— 'Tis God's to give His servant rest. The good. kind clergyman is gone, We'll see no more his smile benign; But kindly thoughts, as time rolls on, Around his name will e'er entwine.

Requiem Mass.

Meeting at Tenby.

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