Poems of Mrs. Martha A. Bell

Introduction

Both sacred and profane history introduce to the reader's notice many women whose life work has left an ineffaceable impression.

The matter of the little book that now appeals to an appreciative, kind and tender hearted people for patronage, owes its maternity to the late Mrs. Martha A. Bell.

Mrs. Bell was born June 27th, 1817. Was the daughter of Rev. William W. Penney, who was an able and highly esteemed minister of the gospel. In her child and girlhood days, her mind, being naturally receptive, became the treasury of the best thoughts and ideas. The prayers of her father, who was God's man, availed, the spirit was rent, conversion to God ensued, and doubtless angels rejoiced. But the father, who, on account of his admirable characteristics, secured the largest respect and was ''highly esteemed in love for his works' sake," died with cholera, in the year I833.

Miss Martha A. Penney, when about sixteen years of age, gave herself to the service of the Lord in a "perpetual covenant not to be forgotten." The world had its attractions, but the attraction of the cross was greater. By a pious walk and godly conversation did she adorn the doctrine of the Savior through the whole period of her life on earth.

On the 19th of March, I83S, this daughter of the Lord

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Almighty, and James M. Bell, who could claim the high relationship of an adopted Son of the same Heavenly Father, were united in marriage. Heart was united to heart and mind to mind.

They followed the Lamb who once was slain. They dwelt under the shadow of the Almighty.

Eight children were given to them. Only three lived to be grown, two sons and a daughter. These children are, we hope, all the subjects of the same grace through which the parents were saved, and they — the children — "rise up and call them blessed."

On the 14th day of February, 1881, the messenger came, and she for whom he came was ready. "Death has no sting since the Savior has died."

The work which brought into requisition the powers of the pure, chaste, and strong mind of that princess among women comes to the people, and asks for a place on the center table and in the library.

Buy the book and read it.

Rev. J. T. Hedger.