Showing posts with label Seventh Presbyterian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Seventh Presbyterian. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 3, 2023

"Remember. If we get separated in the water we'll all meet at the Roosevelt Hotel."


Grace Morgan Holden

VICTIM OF THE S.S. MORRO CASTLE FIRE

Daughter of John Davis and Ellen Hoyt Morgan. Wife of Reuben A. Holden, Jr. Grace died from accidental drowning in the burning of the S.S. Moro Castle in the Atlantic Ocean, off of Point Pleasant, New Jersey.

 

For the Reuben Holden family, the situation aboard the Morro Castle must have been particularly appalling. They were not supposed to be aboard the ship.

The Holdens were originally booked aboard the older, considerably less deluxe Ward Liner Orizaba's August 29th sailing and, by the morning of September 8th, they should have been at their Michigan Avenue home in Cincinnati. The change of plans was so sudden that their names remained on the Orizaba's voyage manifest, with a notation "Failed to board" appended.

Mr. and Mrs. Holden traveled in the Morro Castle's best cabin, C-238 while their sons John Morgan, 12, and Reuben Andrus, 16, shared C-245.

The Holdens were awakened by the reflection of fire outside of their porthole. Mr. Holden roused his sons, and the family went aft together. Grace Holden remained calm, and when the smoke drove the family overboard she took the time to kiss each of her boys and tell them "Remember. If we get separated in the water we'll all meet at the Roosevelt Hotel."

The family was separated, and Mrs. Holden 

Thursday, October 7, 2021

The Seventh Church, Rev. Jesse Halsey, D.D., Pastor


22 May 1930 | The Presbyterian Banner

The Seventh Presbyterian Church in Cincinnati is looked upon as one of the most influential in Cincinnati. For sixteen years the present pastor has led his people on in a steady forward march.

 

There is no more modest man in the ministry, nor more princely in character. His influence permeates into every nook and corner and particularly where there is need. In some mysterious way he has an intuition for sensing homes of sorrow and need—and his sense of duty draws him away from everything else and carries him to those whom he can help. His congregation is the wealthiest in the Presbytery, but the pastor is ever alert for the needs of the humble. Jesse Halsey has not an enemy in the world and all who know him cherish his friendship as a choice treasure. Like the Master, he goes about doing good.

Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Church Service is Cut Short by $5,000 Blaze in Annex; Memorial Painting is Saved

17 March 1941 | Cincinnati Enquirer 

Fire of undetermined origin cause $5,000 damage to the two-and-one-half-story stucco annex of Seventh Presbyterian Church, Madison Road and Cleinview, Walnut Hills at noon yesterday during services.

 

The annex, which connects with the church, houses the pastor’s study, a library, a music room, an auditorium, and storage quarters.

 

The fire, starting in the upper half story of the storage room, burned fiercely under the slate roof, Assistant Chief Edward Shearwood and Marshal William Cunningham reported.

 

First news of the fire was given to Fire Company 23, a square away at Madison Road and Hackberry Street, when a motorist, George Hack, stopped to report that smoke was pouring from the building. The company hurried to the scene, followed immediately by other companies.

 

So quietly did the firemen approach that few among the congregation attending services were aware of the blaze until the pastor, Rev. Jesse Halsey, curtailed the almost completed service as smoke started to filter into the edifice.

 

The congregation filed out of the structure in orderly manner. Many then joined spectators on the sidewalk to watch the fire.

 

Rev. Mr. Halsey had been informed of the blaze some time before by the assistant pastor, Rev. Samuel Warr. Rev. Mr. Warr told his superior that firemen were on hand and that everything was under control.

 

Rev. Mr. Halsey and Mrs. Halsey thanked fireman and the Salvage Corps for protecting an oil mural in Rev. Mr. Halsey’s study with tarpaulins. The mural hung immediately below the point where the fire was most intense. The picture is one that Cleveland Woodward painted as a memorial to the Halseys’ son. William Halsey, who, when 7 years old, was killed by an automobile in front of the church in 1927. The building in which the fire started had been used earlier in the morning for children’s Sunday school classes. The children were out of the building, however, when the fire was detected.

Marshal Louis Schraffenberger and Captain Carl Rogers started an immediate inquiry . .   


Persons associated with the church were summoned to a hearing in Deputy Feldmeann’s office this morning.

 

Too Much Competition!


“There’s too much competition!”


Thus did Rev. Jesse Halsey, pastor of Seventh Presbyterian Church, impart to his congregation yesterday the knowledge that a fire in the edifice was too intense to permit him to complete the morning worship service. 

 

Rev. Mr. Halsey had been informed of the blaze previously by an assistant pastor, Rev. Samuel Warr. The clergymen had hoped that firemen, already on the scene, would be able to keep the flames under control sufficiently to avoid disruption of the services. 

 

Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Jesse Halsey Chapel

20 October 1952
Cincinnati Enquirer



(4) Carl Zimmerman, artist, confers in his Loveland studio with John A. Riordan, right, Cincinnati manufacturer of stained glass, on a work-drawing of a window for the Jesse Halsey Chapel of the Seventh Presbyterian Church, Madison Road, Cincinnati.

New Church Window Depicts the Risen Christ

4 April 1953
Cincinnati Enquirer


This Te Deum window, depicting the triumphant, risen Christ surrounded by angels, martyrs, apostles, and others, is in the new Jesse Halsey Chapel of Seventh Presbyterian Church on Madison Road. It was designed by Carl Zimmerman, Cincinnati artist, and was given in memory of Pgc. Robert R. Pogue, who died in World War II, by his parents, Mr. and Mrs. John C. Pogue; in memory of Mrs. Helen Collord Taylor by Mr. and Mrs. August Marx; and in memory of August Edeler by his widow, Mrs. August Edeler.

Seventh Presbyterian Church

Cincinnati Post | 11 June 1938

Thursday, December 5, 2019

A Living Hope

30 March 1929 | Cincinnati Enquirer

A Living Hope by Dr. Jesse Halsey, Minister of the Seventh Presbyterian Church

God and Father—Our Lord Jesus Christ—A Living Hope—The Resurrection—An
Inheritance Incorruptible—I. Peter 1:3-4

Easter comes with its message of Hope and Courage; like all deep things it begins in mystery. We don’t pretend to understand all that happened on the first Easter Day nineteen centuries ago, but we believe that the Lord Jesus showed Himself alive to his friends, and that in their new-found faith they went out to transform the world. Faith in God leads one to expect the great and mysterious. We live in no simple world; mystery—the mystery of life and death—surrounds us. We reach out beyond the things we see.

I believe first of all because I want to believe. One, at times, may argue the question of immortality and consider the case unproven, but let some one of his own flesh and blood pass within the veil and reason surrenders the place to love, so that many a hard man has set his face toward God in hope of one day seeing a little head on which the sun is ever shining. Napoleon said that the heart was a place in the body where two large veins met, and that a statesman needed to have his heart in his head. The same ideal possesses the formal philosopher. It is only when one says with Tennyson, “I have felt,” that he will experience the strong urge of the unseen world. “I can’t and I won’t disbelieve.”

This does not mean that our hopes are unreasoned and are but a fond imagination. There are good and sufficient reasons for believing, but first comes the attitude of mind and heart that is positive, constructive, and desirous.

We are citizens of two worlds. One is material and tangible, like water; the other is spiritual, unseen, intangible, like air. But the latter is no less real than the former. Our bodies are of the earth earthy, but we are spirit, living in a transitory earthly tenement. Some day we will slip off this “body of humiliation,” but the eternal spirit will take its way to God, who is the Author of life and our Eternal Home.

It is not selfishness that makes us want to live on, but a stern conviction that the best that the universe knows is that spiritual reality, which we vaguely call personality. The faith and hope and love that we have experienced in life—our friendships, all convince us of the value of persons. If anything in the universe has permanence, it ought to be these supreme values. Such values we enthrone at the heart of things in God.

And in Jesus Christ we have seen all lovely qualities incarnate. His life—so beautiful, so strong—we call divine. Is it reasonable to think that reality like this goes out in death? Can a few nails and a Roman spear end such a life? If death could destroy Jesus Christ I find my essential faith destroyed—faith in the reality of all human values; faith in God; faith in reason; faith in an ordered universe. Then the materialist is right—biochemistry explains everything in the realm of human life and faith and love and hope mean nothing!

So while we keep the feast of the Savior’s Immortality we pause in grateful remembrance of all the pure and beautiful souls who have walked with us in strength and gentleness and love. We are strengthened in the assurance that what was bound up with our life and made a dear part of our being cannot be lost; that they and we are safe in the hands of God our Father, who brought Jesus Christ through the experience of death into a new life which those who follow Him may share. God is the God of this and every world, visible and invisible. Character like Christ’s resides in Him, and He is pledged by the very nature of His being to honor the supreme qualities for which the whole creation labors.

Rev. Jesse Halsey Resigns; To Teach At Chicago School; Cincinnati Pastor 28 Years

12 May 1941

Friday, November 15, 2019

Marriage of Miss Phebe Baker Perry

30 October 1944 | Cincinnati Enquirer

Thursday, December 8, 2016

75th Anniversary of Pearl Harbor

"May our country ever be the instrument of righteousness in the hand of the Eternal."

On the Sunday morning of December 7, 1941, Rev. Jesse Halsey preached his farewell sermon to the Cincinnati congregation he had served for more than 28 years and delivered the pulpit vacant. In the evening, the new pastor Rev. Clayton Williams, a former French minister who was a Paris war refugee, was installed. The succession agreement didn’t happen in the Presbytery of Cincinnati according to standard procedure, but happened via my great-grandfather’s direct order: Jesse wanted to get Rev. Williams out of Nazi-occupied France.

Pearl Harbor occurred between the two services, upsetting everything. At the evening service, Rev. Joseph R. Sizoo, of New York City, said: "If we had confidence in Jesus, we could expect him to say at this time the same thing with which he comforted people at a similar time in the first century. He would repeat today, 'at the heart of things there is a God who is not hate but love.'"


Tuesday, October 13, 2015

"These are days of judgment--and we regard them not."

12 February 1940 | Cincinnati Enquirer
"America is on the Jericho Road . . . You will defend the right, you will fight for justice at the expense of your own ease and pleasure." --Rev. Jesse Halsey

Monday, September 14, 2015

"Moving Pictures for Thanksgiving."

The Expositor | November 1918
"The history of a typical American village from the coming of the Puritans to the Civil War. (Illustrated by Pathe Moving Pictures of the historical pageant given at Southampton, L. I., last summer in commemoration of the 275th anniversary of the founding of the town. The ancestors of the minister of this church were among these immigrants.)

Wednesday, January 7, 2015