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Miss Tucker, C.E.Z.M.S. Missionary.
that the authoress A.L.O.E. is dead. Eighteen years have passed
since she went to India, resolved to spend the "sunset of her life amongst the women of the Punjab. Since then, without any break, except short visits to the Hills by the doctor's order, her strength, her means, her gifts of mind, and above all, the all-pervading love which encircled those about her, have been consecrated to the service of India's Women.
Any attempt to express the great loss to our Society would be useless. An In Memoriam will appear in our next Number ; in the present one we print extracts from letters received from the Bishop of Lahore, the Rev. Robert Clark, the Rev. H. U. Weitbrecht, and from our missionary, Miss Grimwood. In answer to many inquiries, we would now, however, briefly mention that Miss Charlotte M. Tucker was the daughter of Mr. Henry St. George Tucker, of the Bengal Civil Service, who was connected for sixty years with India, and who, in 1811, married Miss Jane Boswell, of North Caverse in Scotland.
LETTER FROM THE REV. R. CLARK, C.E.Z.M.S. CORRESPONDING
Amritsar, December 6th, 1893.
We buried dear Miss Tucker in Batala yesterday (Tuesday). She died at 3.15 p.m. on Saturday (December 2nd) in Miss Wauton's house, Amritsar, where she had come to be near the doctor. Miss Wauton had been the first (with Mrs. Elmslie and Miss Hasell) to receive Miss Tucker at their house in Amritsar when, eighteen years ago, she arrived amongst us. Miss Wauton has been the last also, with others, to take leave of her, when she left her house in Amritsar to be carried to her grave at Batala, after her spirit had ascended to Heaven.
What dear Miss Tucker has done and what she has been amongst us all, both Europeans and Natives, in India, other pens must tell. The story of how she lived, and laboured, and died, amongst the people to whom she was sent at the age of fifty-four, and with whom she remained (without ever once returning to England) till the age of seventy-two, will be one of the most interesting and stirring records in the annals of Missions.
How she waited patiently, engaged in true missionary work at home, till she reached the age when most persons are thinking of retiring from work altogether, and then as soon as the way was made plain and clear for her to carry out her cherished hopes, how she began the life of a missionary to the heathen, and carried it on bravely, continuously and persistently till she died in harness in the midst of her work,—should rouse to thought and action many hearts both at home and in India. Her visits to Zenanas, in both town and village, in her little dhoolie, her frequent journeys in native ekkas,* her wonderful influence amongst the boys of the Baring High School at Batala, and her attachment to them, and theirs to her, can never be forgotten. And then her literary labours, where the field was, we may almost say, the world, for her English books are not only read, but are translated into many languages in India and Europe, and will still go on bearing fruit in many lands, long after her death.
There were many friends gathered together yesterday in Batala from many places, many English and many Natives, who after the service in church accompanied her to her simple grave, near to her own house, in the Batala cemetery. Hymns were sung by the whole party all along the
way from the church to the grave, and there her precious remains, covered with many wreaths of the choicest flowers, were reverently and lovingly laid, till we all meet again on the resurrection day. It seems almost like the leave-taking of some dear friend going home to England, sorrowful indeed at the time, but with hopes of our soon meeting again. In giving dear Miss Tucker, England has given of her very best in the cause of Christ; when will India give of her best to Christ also ?
The Bishop of Lahore writes from Ambala on December 2nd to the Rev. Robert Clark:
“For the simple yet always aspiring spirit, the change will be a blessed one indeed. Her endurance unto the end, and her constant rejoicing in the Lord, have been a great example which many of us need to follow.
“It was a beautiful and consistent life, and she will still speak though out of sight. I should have thrown up my Visitation engagements here to come to the funeral, but that there is a Confirmation on Tuesday evening which cannot be made a day earlier, because there are some candidates coming from a distance to Ambala for it ; so to my great regret, I shall not be with you, except in spirit, on Tuesday morning.”
LETTER FROM THE Rev. H. U. WEITBRECHT. Our dear friend Miss Tucker has much with her, the other missionaries gone to her rest, and you will like to being away, she seemed full of life have a few lines from Batala to tell and brightness. She took pleasure you of her last days.
in arranging for the children belongI am thankful to say that on the ing to Batala, who had left Miss West's whole, Miss Tucker experienced little Orphanage at Clarkabad for their suffering or unrest. You may have holidays, and in giving them treats, as heard that owing to the absence of a she always loved to do; and many medical lady from Batala, Miss were the pleasant evenings we spent Tucker was called back from her sum- together whenever I was in Batala. mer leave in June last after a bare Till she took to her bed in her last four weeks' stay at Simla with her illness, the “Auntie” would continue her relatives, Mr. and Mrs. Mackworth work of visiting the women of Batala Young, in whose house she had often in their homes, besides regular bifound refreshinent. Nevertheless, weekly journeys to near villages, and Miss Tucker was unusually well her classes for the women here and during the remainder of the hot other duties. During the absence of weather and the rainy season. In Miss Gertrude Clarke, whose comAugust and September, when I was panionship and care the “ Auntie"
greatly appreciated, she found a bright after what proved to be the last strugand thoughtful companion in Miss gle. There was no fever, but extreme Lorbeer of Ghazipur, who stayed with weakness and some restlessness: she her for two months.
seemed to understand the messages Miss Tucker's strength was small, I gave and the words I read; but she and the cold weather tried her more could not articulate an answer. That than the heat. She went with many evening in Batala, we received the others to the consecration of Mr. news of her departure in peace at Perkins' church at Barhwal, and re- 3.15 p.m. turned thence with a heavy cold, on The remains were sent over from October 26th. On Saturday, Novem- Amritsartwo days later,and were placed ber 11th, she gave up work and took in the Church of the Epiphany here. to her bed, after telegraphing for a The boys of the Baring High School, nurse in order that her companion whom Miss Tucker greatly loved, might not be burdened. But in the shared the watch by the bier through evening she felt better and was out the night ; and yesterday morning it again, and on the next day she went was borne by old boys and present to church as usual. On Monday she pupils to the cemetery, about a mile had to take to her bed again, the from the church. Many visitors, nurse meanwhile having taken another European and Indian, came from patient to Amritsar. There, by Dr. Amritsar, Lahore, and other neighClarke's advice, Miss Tucker herself bouring places. The first part of the was taken, and lovingly cared for by funeral service was read in the the ladies at the City Mission House, crowded church, where the bier stood especially Miss Jackson and Miss covered with wreaths and floral Tuting.
crosses, and Mr. Clark preached on Mrs. Weitbrecht and myself were Acts i. 8. He dwelt on Miss Tucker's out in camp during the whole of home position, and renunciation, and November, but I went in three times life and work here, showing how the to see the “ Auntie” after she had Holy Ghost had made her a witness been taken to Amritsar. On the 20th, for Christ in India by word, and life, I found her still feverish, but clearheaded, and able to hear of things she From the church, the funeral went wished to know, and ready to make by the road that partly skirts the humorous remarks. On the 28th, town of Batala, and passes out by the she had rallied from what seemed to Mission buildings about the Baring be a death crisis, and was clear in her High School, beyond which is the mind, though weak. She then, as al- cemetery. It was preceded by a ways, expressed her longing to go, police guard; then came the clergy but I still hoped she might be spared. and the choir, followed by the bier, On the morning of December 2nd, I the mourners and general congregafound the dear patient quieting down
tion and visitors. The rear
brought up by the remaining boys of tell me how she went to their houses the Baring High School, and by the and sympathised with their wives and boys of the Tucker Baring Middle daughters in joy and sorrow. Not a School, which Miss Tucker founded, few will miss her open-handed charity, and still partly supports by an endow- and far more her bright, ever-ready ment. Many people from the city sympathy, followed, and at the cemetery, large
What she was
to her Christian numbers were gathered. Hymns friends and fellow-workers of all races were sung at intervals along the way, is best known to each individual. A two of those that were used being heart ever open to share the joys and composed by Miss Tucker herself in sorrows of others, an ideally pure and Hindustani.
cultivated mind, a will undaunted by After the burial was over, I spoke difficulties, was hers; a true, unselfish, a few words about her to the many loving friend, a noble missionary, full people who had assembled from out- of self-consuming zeal and sacrifice, a side, trying to impress on them the mother to the poor, and sorrowing, motive power of her life: “The love and lonely,—all this she was, and most of Christ constraineth us." After of all, a humble servant of Christ who most of the clergy and visitors had sat at His feet and heard His words. left the cemetery, a number of women Now she sees His face. We glorify from the city came to take a last look Him for His servant, and pray that and to wail at the grave.
Times her life and example may yet powerwithout number, gentlemen of Batala, fully tell on India. and men of lower standing, come to Batala, Dec. 6th, 1893.
EXTRACT FROM A LETTER FROM Miss GRIMWOOD. I should like to tell of our last was very bright. Afterwards in coninteresting visit
saintly versing with me, she repeated many friend.
beautiful little bits and verses, with We arrived on our way down from which I was so struck that I wrote the Hills on October 16th, and found them in my Bible at the time, little her at 7 a.m. just starting to visit and thinking it was the last time I should preach in
aree distant villages. see that thin, wasted form, still so full Nothing was ever allowed to interfere of life, and the face of keen intelliwith her Master's work, and after a gence and brightness. I think many loving welcome, away she went in her may love to read those verses. Her little dhoolie, looking very fragile and now silent lips may speak to others in utterly unfit for such a morning's the words which I regard as a parting work.
message to me. After speaking of On her return, after twelve o'clock trials and difficulties in the way of the breakfast, she proposed a little time Christian life, and especially of service of reading and prayer, at which she she repeated,