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  • Residence: Age: 45; Marital Status: Married; Relation To Head Of House: Wife

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  • Story: Ann Lynch McPhillips Cont Part 3

    <p><font face="arial black,avant garde">DAILY COMMUNICANT 7 YEARS-&nbsp; After the death of her son Mrs. McPhillips went to St. Joseph Hospital where she spent the last seven years of her life.&nbsp; From the time she entered the Home of the Little Flower until her death she was a daily communicant.&nbsp; She eas faithful to the practices of the Third Order of the St. Francis which she had joined while she lived in New York state.&nbsp; She loved her rosary and would often say &quot; I am never alone when I have my rosary.&quot;&nbsp; Throughout her life this was her favorite devotion.&nbsp; Seldom was she found without her beads.&nbsp; Mrs. McPhillips was blind the last year and a half before she died.&nbsp; She was cared or by her daughter, Sister Katherine, who will celebrate her golden jubilee as a religious in 1931.&nbsp; Everyday Mrs. McPhillips asked someone to take her to the chaper to pray.&nbsp; Although she could not see the altar, shw knew that our Lord was there.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; DIED IN 1932-&nbsp; On Oct. 2_, 1932 she seemed to have realized her end was near for she said to her daughter, Sister Katherine:&nbsp; &quot;Now, dear sister, I amgoing to my heavenly home today, I want you to thank the Bishop Tief and the reverend fathers for their kindness toward me.&nbsp; Do not forget Mother Rose and all the dear sisters.&nbsp; Tell them all to pray for me, and if it is in my power I will not forget them and the good St. Joseph Hospital.&nbsp; You must not grieve for me for I will pray for you all in heaven, I hope.&quot;&nbsp; Later in the day she passed away.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; A Solemn Requiem Mass was held at the Jamestown parish church with the Most Rev. Bishop Francis Tief officiating, assisted by the Rev. James McErlean and the Rev. Hohn A. Duskie.&nbsp; The Mass music was sung by the Sisters of St. Joseph from Concordia.&nbsp; There were ten visiting priests present at the funeral, besides Mother Mary Rose other isiters and many friends.&nbsp; The body was buried i the St. Mary&#39;s cemetery wiath Father Duskie conducting the services.&nbsp;&nbsp; Thus ended a life of sacrifice self-abnegation, of love and devotion to God of unceasing charity to the poor and needy.&nbsp; One cannot help marvel at such an example.&nbsp; To Mrs.McPhillips may be applied the well known saying &quot;She was a saint upon earth.&quot;</font></p><p><font face="Arial Black">(You will have noted that in the McPhillips family not one of the children was married.&nbsp; Of the daughters, two were called to give their life in the interests of God as Sisters of St. Joseph Sister Katherine and Sister Ambrosia.&nbsp; Three of the children,&nbsp; died at an early age and one son John, cared for his beloved mother until he too, was called in death.)</font></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><font face="Arial Black">Built of Native Stone------in sections as the needs of McPhillips home near Jamestown shown below was a center of Catholicity in the early days of the Church of Northwestern Kansas.&nbsp; The story of Mrs. McPhillips life is told elsewhere in this issue.</font></p>

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  • Story: Ann McPhillips Cont. Part 2

    <p><font face="arial black,avant garde">FAMILY CAME WEST-&nbsp; This courageous soul started westward and after much adventure finally landed in Kansas late 1869.&nbsp; His first employment was working with a construction gand building the M.K.T. (Missouri-Kansas-Texas) railroad between Council Grove and Junction City.&nbsp; Finding that this climate seemed favorable for his health, he sent for his wife and family.&nbsp; They left the kind Upkin home and to Junction in the fall of 1870.&nbsp; Mrs. McPhillips was not accustomed to profanity, and in her new rough surroundings she shed tears for those railroad men.&nbsp; Those tears were always mingled with prayers.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; On May 02, 1870, Mr. McPhillips filed a claim for 160 acres of land one mile and a quarter west of Jamestown.&nbsp; In order to hold his claim, which he knew would make a better home for his family, he came to Jamestown the following year but returned to Junction City for the winter, and in the spring of 1871, he brought his family back with him where on the free plains of Kansas they used their untiring energy to start anew.&nbsp; Their first dwelling was a sod dugout.&nbsp; In 1879 they built a little stone house in which they lived until 1925.&nbsp; This quaint but dilapidated house is still standing, a fitting emblem of the sturdy character of the family who erected it.&nbsp; They were among the first pioneers to come to the locality now known as Jamestown where there were no churches, no schools, and no neighbors near to give a helping hand.&nbsp; A few savage Indians still roamed the plains.&nbsp;&nbsp; A NARROW ESCAPE-&nbsp; On one occasion when Mrs. McPhillips was alone with her children, two of the Indians came to her home.&nbsp; She became alarmed for the safety of her children, especially her tiny baby.&nbsp; She asked her Blessed Mother&#39;s protection all the time they were there.&nbsp; After she had fed them all the &quot;hotjacks&quot; and sorghum they could eat, treating them kindly, even though her fear was great, they left content to take only the guns.&nbsp; Still trembling from the effect of this dreadful experience, she took the children a nd walked to the field where her husband was working.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; These tillers of the soil made their contacts with nature and stepping stones to God.&nbsp; they placed their entire trust in Him, and He rewarded their humble toil in the fields with abundant crops, a greater part of which they used to promote his kingdom upon this earth.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; This family brought waith them from the old country an ardent faith which they planted in their children.&nbsp; Since there was no Mass said at Jamestown before the summer of 18/73, the practice of faith entailed many hardships but they were willing to make sacrifices for God The Great Giver.&nbsp; Hereafter, Mass was said once or twice a year by Father Louis Mollier at the A. Loftus home.&nbsp; Then, more Catholic families moved near Jamestown, Mass was said about every three months and sometimes a little oftener when it was possible for &quot;Old Dobbin&quot; to make the trip from St. Joseph.&nbsp; On the Sundays that Father Mollier was in Concordia the McPhillips would rise early in the morning and walk there for Mass and Holy Communion.&nbsp; This strain of walking 14 miles and fasting for so long a time often gave Mrs. McPhillips a headache which lasted several days.&nbsp; She said it was the way she had of doing penance.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; WAS WOMAN OF PRAYER-&nbsp; It is related by one who as a girl helped Mrs. McPhillips during the busy harvest season that at the lull of work when most women rested, she retired to her room to pray.&nbsp; On her knees, with her hands outstretched to heaven in front of her crucifix, she knelt for hours.&nbsp; Forgotten was the passage of time, to absorbed was she in her prayers.&nbsp; Forgotten even for the time being were the laboring men in the fields until the entrance of the girl inquiring what to cook for supper Mrs. McPhillips returned to her daily tasks cheerfully offering all her work to God.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; In the midst of all her activities at home Mrs. McPhillips always found tome for charity and corporal works of mercy.&nbsp; In fact, her charity was endless.&nbsp; There were as many paths from her door as there were sick in the neighborhood.&nbsp; She was always the first to visit the afflicted and give her joyful services.&nbsp; Besides caring for the sick she exercised all the other corporal works of mercy.&nbsp; Many a dead body she prepared for burial, as the science of embalming was practically unknown in this frontier region.&nbsp; On one of these errands of charity she unwittingly brought diptheria to her own children and little Margaret died at age 9.&nbsp; Four years previous she had lost her second son, Pat.&nbsp; These two deaths were the hardest crosses she was to bear.&nbsp; Each day she would walk across the road to the cemetery to visit their graves and pray.&nbsp; This was done so often that a little path was worn froml her front door to the place where they lay buried.&nbsp; Mrs. McPhillips loved wild flowers,&nbsp; and from the time the first wild posey peeked through the earth until the frost killed the last bloom in the fall she would gather every kind and adorn those little graves with them.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; TWO DAUGHTERS NUNS-&nbsp; How wonderful are the ways of God!&nbsp; Deep down in this mother&#39;s heart she wished that God would give a religous vocation to just one of her daughters.&nbsp; How joyful her heart must have been when God called them both to the spiritual life!&nbsp; yes, the sacrifice was great for both mother and father but it was done for the love of God.&nbsp; They entered St. Joseph&#39;s Convent at Concordia on June 13, 1891.&nbsp; Rose who became Sister Katherine and Mary, Sister Ambrosis, were among the first young women from Jamestown to enter a religous order.&nbsp;&nbsp; Seven years after their departure Mr. McPhillips was called to his eternal reward, in 1897.&nbsp; This left Mrs. McPhillips with her son, john, the staff of her declining years.&nbsp; They lived happily together and God continued blessing them with an abundance of material wealth from which they gave freely to the poor and the Church.&nbsp;&nbsp; A common saying of Mrs. McPhillips was &quot;Lay up treasures where &quot;neither rust nor moth doth consume, and where theives do not break through or steal.&quot;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; CHARITIES WERE BOUNDLESS-&nbsp; The Sisters of the nazareth motherhouse were quite naturally the chief beneficiaries&nbsp; of the McPhillips&#39; charities.&nbsp; Among the more important donations to the sisters was a gift of $30,000, the pipe organ at Nazareth motherhouse, the main altar for the Marymount chapel, Salina, and finally 400 acres of real estate near Jamestown.&nbsp; While the Rev. John Hennessey was rector of the Cathedral, Concordia, Mrs. McPhillips donated a set of beautiful gold cloth vestments for Pontifical cremonies.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Generous sums of money were given to the foreign missions to St. Joseph&#39;s orphanage, Abilene, for the education of priests and for the building and furnishing of both the first and the present St. Mary&#39;s church, Jametown.&nbsp;&nbsp; In 1904, her son John, procured the land which comprises the St. Mary&#39;s Cemetery and donated it to the parish as God&#39;s acre.&nbsp; The old McPhillip&#39;s homestead was given in trust to the Bishop of Concordia to be used for the need of infirm priests.&nbsp; It is quite obvious thta these extraordinary Christians realized that they were merely the custodians of they many good things that God had given them, and He alone knows how much more the the McPhillips did in secret for worthy causes and deserving people.&nbsp; When there was question regarding the needs of the local parish, merely a hint to Mrs. McPhillips or John always brought forth a generous response.&nbsp; They were highly esteemed by both pastors and parishioners of St. Mary&#39;s for their whole-hearted cooperation.&nbsp; It is still related that any time a special collection fell short, John reached into his pockets and quickly made up the deficit.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; In 1923,&nbsp; John took sick with influenza.&nbsp; He was taken to the St. Joseph Hospital at Concordia where he slowly recovered but was left with a weak heart.&nbsp; At this time, Mrs. McPhillips, now old and feeble went to the Home of the Little Flower at Concordia.&nbsp; Hohn returned to the farm at Jamestown but his health acould not stand the strenuous work; so he went back to Concordia to reside with his mother until his death on June 02, 1925.&nbsp; The loss of her son was keenly felt&nbsp; by Mrs. McPhillips since he was the only one she had remaining with her.&nbsp; Her oldest daughter, Sister Ambrosia, died three years later.&nbsp; In the same year, her faithful friend, Father John Hennessey, who had taken the place of a son to her also died on Nov. 23, 1928.&nbsp; Mrs. McPhillips was always glad to see her friends from Jamestown.&nbsp; She would remember everyone and asked how they were feeling.&nbsp; Her first question usually was, &quot;How is littlw Father La Duskie?&quot;&nbsp;&nbsp; and then &quot;How is everybody at Jamestown?&quot;&nbsp; She never did like to talk about herself;&nbsp; if she would start to tell some of her ailments she would stop and say, &quot;Now I must not talk about myself: tell me more about Jamestown folks.&quot;&nbsp; Gentle were her ways: kind were her words.</font></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p>

  • Story: Register Sunday, Aug. 06, 1939 Life Story Of Ann Lynch McPhillips By Kathleen Grennan

    <p><font face="arial black,avant garde">Jamestown-A review of the life of one of St. Mary&#39;s first parishioners appeared in the </font><font face="andale mono,times">Jamestown Optmist </font><font face="arial black,avant garde">Thurday, July 27, in the essay, &quot;The life of Ann Lynch McPhillips,&quot; by Kathleen Grennan, a parishioner who recently was declared the winner of the Bishop Thill essay contest.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Miss Grennan says that copies of her essay have been requested by Mrs. Gail French Peterson, formerly of Jamestown, now Topeka, who is assembling material of the lives of the outstanding pioneers of Buffalo valley in the vacinity of Jamestown, and by Honorable Frank Carlson congressman of the sixth Kansas district, who supplied the essayist with historical data from the United States patent office Washington, D.C., regards the early homesteaders who came to Jamestown from Batavia, N.Y. just 70 years ago.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Many inquiries have been received for copies of the inspiring story of the life of Mrs. McPhillips.&nbsp; She was truly a pioneer Catholic mother withstrong faith, and the Register to publish the essay only for the historical value, but also the splendid example of an unassuming but sturdy pioneer who bequeathed to the present generation a rich heritage of heroic Christian example.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; PIONEERS SHOULD NOT BE FORGOTTEN&nbsp;&nbsp; In this age of easy living and modern conviences we are apt to forget the sturdy pioneers who blazonedd their way intyo the wilderness and left a rich heritage of spiritual and material wealth to their children and their children&#39;s children.&nbsp; We take for granted our advantages gained through the hardships and privations of the Kansas homesteaders.&nbsp; Too little is known of the heroic examples given by some of these men and women.Let us pause to look at the life of Ann Lynch McPhillips, one of the early settlers of Cloud county.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Baby Ann opened her eyes to the beauties of the Emerald isle at Belfast on June 24, 1838, the first girl born for Mr. and Mrs. James Lynch.&nbsp; She was the fifth child of a happy circle of 11.&nbsp; Her thoroughly Catholic parents spared no pains to bring up their children in the fear and love of God.&nbsp; They taught them how to work and gave them such schooling as they could afford.&nbsp; At the age of 7 Ann started to school under the Sisters of Mercy in Belfast.&nbsp; This little child spent much time praying, a virtue which developed as she advanced in years.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; LOST PARENTS WHEN 11&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Both of her parents died within a few months of each other when Ann was but 11 years old.&nbsp; This left her with the responsibility of mothering the six younger children.&nbsp; In this distress her Aunt Ann helped her with motherly advice and guidance.&nbsp; The four older boys supported the little ones by working in a linen factory.&nbsp; Within a short time the baby, only two month old, followed the parents to heaven;&nbsp; three months later the next baby died.&nbsp; All of these crosses and sorrows were laid on Ann&#39;s shoulders when other children canbarely care for themselves; but she accepted them as the will of God and continued to sew and cook for her younger brothers and sisters and educate them.&nbsp; The following year the landlord took their home and they were compelled to move.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; They had hardly established themselves in Gasco, Scotland, when the Lynch home was again filled with grieve.&nbsp; Three of Ann&#39;s older brothers decided to seek their fortune in far-away Australia.&nbsp; Added to the sorrow of seperation was the fact that she never heard from or saw them again.&nbsp; Several years after their departure the other brother married and made his home in Aberdeen, Scotland.&nbsp; Now all the responsiblities of supporting the little family rested on her, but she trusted in God.&nbsp; She and her younger brother worked and the three other little girls went to school.&nbsp; With God as their comforter and sharer in their sorrows this poverty-stricken home was among the happiest to be found.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Ann&#39;s generous self-sacrificing spirit and kindly ways won her many friends.&nbsp; Among her admirers was Felix McPhillips, whose esteem and devotion for Ann developed into love, and on Nov. 25, 1855 she became his happy bride.&nbsp; This gentle heart could not bear to send her three sisters elsewhere to live, so she shared her own home with them.&nbsp; Her first child was a boy who lived only 18 months.&nbsp; This death filled the young mother&#39;s heart with grief and sadness, but as usual, she accepted the trial with perfect resignation.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; HUSBAND GOES TO AMERICA&nbsp;&nbsp; To go to America, the land of opportunity and a place to start anew, was the dream that each of them hoped some day would come true.&nbsp; On acount of a lack of money Mr. McPhillips came first to try his fortune in this country.&nbsp; After his departure to America his mother came to live with Ann and her two older sisters worked while the younger ones went to school.&nbsp; Every two or three months their hearts were filled with joy when they received a letter from Felix in America.&nbsp; He sent them what money he could and Mrs. McPhillips saved all that could be spared froml the necessities of life.&nbsp; She eas the next to come to America.&nbsp; Very reluctantly leaving her her three younger sisters, she, however, promised they could come to the United States soon.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Aftera dreary voyage in a small ship, lacking most modern conviences, Ann finally landed in New York.&nbsp; The weary countenance of the poor immigrant was a decided contrast to the bright June day in 1859.&nbsp; The sunny smile of Mr. McPhillips brightened her day as she stepped off the gangplank into a new world.&nbsp; To Ann is was a new world, but experience had already convinced her faithful husband that it was not without hardships and uncertainties.&nbsp; Back to Batavia, N.Y., he brought his constant wife.&nbsp; Work in those days was unsteady.&nbsp; Small hope did he have then to offer his wife.&nbsp; They decided that if they both could work it would be easier to make ends meet.&nbsp; Thankful to God, Ann found work with the Upkins, a kind and sympathetic family, who were glad to have Ann and Felix make their home with them.&nbsp; All the money that she saved was sent to Scotland to her three sisters, Rose, Kate, and Margaret, so that they could come to America.&nbsp; Two boys and one girl were born to them in the 11 years that they were in N.Y. state.&nbsp; Mrs. McPhillips was making plans for a home of their own when the doctor told Mr. McPhillips he had asthma and must go West.</font></p><p>&nbsp;</p>

 
 
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