Benjamin Barnes whole life was set forth in his death notice clipped from an unknown newspaper, probably from Ellicott City, Maryland as follows. “In the town of Lisbon, Howard County, Md., on Tuesday night April 2d 1889, Mr. Benjamin Barnes. The deceased was the third son of John and Elizabeth Barnes, and was born September 5th, 1810 at the old homestead near Hood’s Mills, now in occupancy of Mr. Arthur Forsythe. In the year 1839 he removed to Lisbon, in which after a long and useful life having served his generation according to the will of God, he ascended to the higher place of life unending.
He was twice married. His first wife, to whom he was married Dec. 17, 1833, was Miss Anne Elizabeth Brenneisen, by whom he had eleven children: of this number three daughters and three sons survive him. After a happy marriage union of 18 years, he was bereft of his companion. His daughters are all married; The eldest is Mrs. Jno Barnes of Baltimore, the second Mrs. Chas. Knock, near Lisbon and the youngest is the wife of Rev. R. Kolb, an honored minister of the Baltimore Conference of the M.E. Church. The sons are respectively, Mr. John E. Barnes of Eldersburg, Carroll Co.; Mr. Frank Barnes, near Lisbon and Mr. David T. Barnes of Lisbon. His second wife was Miss Elizabeth Henry to whom he was married Oct. 18th 1853 and who died three years ago. Two older brothers survive him. Thomas aged 83 who resides in Nebraska and John, age 81, residing in Geneseo, Illinois. The deceased ranks second of the oldest inhabitants of the village, and third of the village and vicinage the eldest being the aged Reuben Warfield Esq. of Lisbon and the second Mr. David Lemmon, two mile from Lisbon.
The life of Father Barnes was impressed and influenced by those sterling qualities of mind and heart which distinguish men, who live to bless humanity and glorify God; for he was a considerate, conscientious, and enduring Christian. He was converted to God at what was known as the Rattle Snake Camp meeting in the 13th or 14th year of his age, and immediately after professing faith in Christ, he united with the M.E. Church at old St. James in the communion of which he happily lived and triumphantly died. At the time of his death he was the oldest member of the Lisbon Church. He was one of the original compotators of Patapsco Circuit, church property and remained one of its trustees until death. Mr. Caleb Sheets now only survives. He had also sustained the relation of Class Leader. Unassuming the recognized duty which presented and did what he could to serve God, and advance the interests of the church.
The disease of which he died was pneumonia and his sufferings intense; but his patience was marked, his resignation complete, his faith strong, abiding and when the end was reached, his victory was supreme, his triumph glorious. No dying testimony was needed his life, his patience in suffering, his words of assurance during his illness, his nod of assent when dying, and the calmness of his departure were enough. Like Enoch, he walked with God, and like Enoch before his translation, he too had this testimony that “He pleased God”. The earth life work was done, he had nothing to do but to depart and be with the Christ who had made him “Perfect through suffering.”
In summing up this brief tribute to the memory and worth of Father Barnes we would record: As a husband, he was affectionate, thoughtful and true; as a father kind, loving and indulgent; as a grandfather, he was almost an idolater; in their presence he renewed his youth and linked old age with infancy and glee. He became a child with them, and in play and sportive amusement passed many an hour away. Grandpa was their best man, they were grandpa’s pets. As a friend, he was true, as a citizen, honored, as a Christian full of godly effort and ripened fruitage. He “is not for God has taken him” He has joined the ministers and laymen of his youth, and those of his later companionship.
His funeral took place on Thursday, April 4th. At 10:30 A.M. his body was borne by loving and appreciative friends from the residence of his son, David, to the Lisbon M.E. church, the church of his love and choice, before whose altar he had worshipped so often; where his voice had ascended in prayer and praise, and where so repeatedly he had feasted upon the saving truths of the gospel. Appropriate religious services were observed. His pastor Rev. E. Buhrman, whose ministry the deceased admired, and the Rev. Dr. Kilgore, who residing in the same town, and who had visited him throughout his sickness, having learned much of the experience of the departed saint from his own lips, delivered addresses. The last look at the venerable father was taken the casket lid was closed, the body borne from the church to the hearse, the funeral cortege was again a procession, and with hearts of love, and sorrow, numerous loved ones and friends followed his remains to the cemetery of McKendree M.P. Church, where they were interred, to await the resurrection of the just.
The aged pilgrim no more walks
Earth’s paths of toil and tears;
His staff lies by the last mile stone;
No more his weight it bears.
The aged Christian full of faith
Who sanctified earth’s sod,
Has to the upper temple gone,
To see, and dwell with God.
He is not dead – he lives; he lives;
The power of death is riven;
The gates of death were safely passed.
The tabernacle, worn, and frail,
We’ll gently bear away,
And put in God’s great repair shop,
To await the rising day.
Sweet be his body’s long, last rest,
Among the birds and flowers;
The night will give it dewy tears,
And we will give it our.
The birds will sing above his grave,
The stars watch from the skies;
And Angels guard his sacred dust,
Till God shall bid it rise.
J.L. Kilgore. Lisbon, April 4th, 1889.
According to the bible records, (Ann) Elizabeth Brenneisen Barnes died 27 December 1851, soon after the birth of their last child who also died. We have never found her grave. She may have been buried in a family cemetery that is reported to be on “The Old Forsythe place”. We have not found this cemetery. She also could be buried at the abandoned cemetery of St. James at the corner of Old Frederick Rd and Rt 32, known as Slack’s corner. This cemetery has been cleaned up and no tombstone for her has been found. Another possibility is the community cemetery of Lisbon that was abandoned in the late 1800s where Lisbon Elementary school now stands. There were a few stones left standing in the 1940s and when they built the “new wing” of the school in 1948, many tombstones and graves were uncovered. She could also have been buried at the Presbyterian cemetery in the lot with her mother who died in 1850 but again there is not headstone for her. There is a stone for her mother and two footstones on the lot that say M.B. and E.B. However her mother was named Margaret and the B could be for Brenneisen or Barnes
Elizabeth Henry Barnes is buried in the Presbyterian cemetery in Lisbon "Elizabeth Barnes wife of Benjamin Barnes died 29 December 1887 age 76-3-26"
He was twice married. His first wife, to whom he was married Dec. 17, 1833, was Miss Anne Elizabeth Brenneisen, by whom he had eleven children: of this number three daughters and three sons survive him. After a happy marriage union of 18 years, he was bereft of his companion. His daughters are all married; The eldest is Mrs. Jno Barnes of Baltimore, the second Mrs. Chas. Knock, near Lisbon and the youngest is the wife of Rev. R. Kolb, an honored minister of the Baltimore Conference of the M.E. Church. The sons are respectively, Mr. John E. Barnes of Eldersburg, Carroll Co.; Mr. Frank Barnes, near Lisbon and Mr. David T. Barnes of Lisbon. His second wife was Miss Elizabeth Henry to whom he was married Oct. 18th 1853 and who died three years ago. Two older brothers survive him. Thomas aged 83 who resides in Nebraska and John, age 81, residing in Geneseo, Illinois. The deceased ranks second of the oldest inhabitants of the village, and third of the village and vicinage the eldest being the aged Reuben Warfield Esq. of Lisbon and the second Mr. David Lemmon, two mile from Lisbon.
The life of Father Barnes was impressed and influenced by those sterling qualities of mind and heart which distinguish men, who live to bless humanity and glorify God; for he was a considerate, conscientious, and enduring Christian. He was converted to God at what was known as the Rattle Snake Camp meeting in the 13th or 14th year of his age, and immediately after professing faith in Christ, he united with the M.E. Church at old St. James in the communion of which he happily lived and triumphantly died. At the time of his death he was the oldest member of the Lisbon Church. He was one of the original compotators of Patapsco Circuit, church property and remained one of its trustees until death. Mr. Caleb Sheets now only survives. He had also sustained the relation of Class Leader. Unassuming the recognized duty which presented and did what he could to serve God, and advance the interests of the church.
The disease of which he died was pneumonia and his sufferings intense; but his patience was marked, his resignation complete, his faith strong, abiding and when the end was reached, his victory was supreme, his triumph glorious. No dying testimony was needed his life, his patience in suffering, his words of assurance during his illness, his nod of assent when dying, and the calmness of his departure were enough. Like Enoch, he walked with God, and like Enoch before his translation, he too had this testimony that “He pleased God”. The earth life work was done, he had nothing to do but to depart and be with the Christ who had made him “Perfect through suffering.”
In summing up this brief tribute to the memory and worth of Father Barnes we would record: As a husband, he was affectionate, thoughtful and true; as a father kind, loving and indulgent; as a grandfather, he was almost an idolater; in their presence he renewed his youth and linked old age with infancy and glee. He became a child with them, and in play and sportive amusement passed many an hour away. Grandpa was their best man, they were grandpa’s pets. As a friend, he was true, as a citizen, honored, as a Christian full of godly effort and ripened fruitage. He “is not for God has taken him” He has joined the ministers and laymen of his youth, and those of his later companionship.
His funeral took place on Thursday, April 4th. At 10:30 A.M. his body was borne by loving and appreciative friends from the residence of his son, David, to the Lisbon M.E. church, the church of his love and choice, before whose altar he had worshipped so often; where his voice had ascended in prayer and praise, and where so repeatedly he had feasted upon the saving truths of the gospel. Appropriate religious services were observed. His pastor Rev. E. Buhrman, whose ministry the deceased admired, and the Rev. Dr. Kilgore, who residing in the same town, and who had visited him throughout his sickness, having learned much of the experience of the departed saint from his own lips, delivered addresses. The last look at the venerable father was taken the casket lid was closed, the body borne from the church to the hearse, the funeral cortege was again a procession, and with hearts of love, and sorrow, numerous loved ones and friends followed his remains to the cemetery of McKendree M.P. Church, where they were interred, to await the resurrection of the just.
The aged pilgrim no more walks
Earth’s paths of toil and tears;
His staff lies by the last mile stone;
No more his weight it bears.
The aged Christian full of faith
Who sanctified earth’s sod,
Has to the upper temple gone,
To see, and dwell with God.
He is not dead – he lives; he lives;
The power of death is riven;
The gates of death were safely passed.
The tabernacle, worn, and frail,
We’ll gently bear away,
And put in God’s great repair shop,
To await the rising day.
Sweet be his body’s long, last rest,
Among the birds and flowers;
The night will give it dewy tears,
And we will give it our.
The birds will sing above his grave,
The stars watch from the skies;
And Angels guard his sacred dust,
Till God shall bid it rise.
J.L. Kilgore. Lisbon, April 4th, 1889.
According to the bible records, (Ann) Elizabeth Brenneisen Barnes died 27 December 1851, soon after the birth of their last child who also died. We have never found her grave. She may have been buried in a family cemetery that is reported to be on “The Old Forsythe place”. We have not found this cemetery. She also could be buried at the abandoned cemetery of St. James at the corner of Old Frederick Rd and Rt 32, known as Slack’s corner. This cemetery has been cleaned up and no tombstone for her has been found. Another possibility is the community cemetery of Lisbon that was abandoned in the late 1800s where Lisbon Elementary school now stands. There were a few stones left standing in the 1940s and when they built the “new wing” of the school in 1948, many tombstones and graves were uncovered. She could also have been buried at the Presbyterian cemetery in the lot with her mother who died in 1850 but again there is not headstone for her. There is a stone for her mother and two footstones on the lot that say M.B. and E.B. However her mother was named Margaret and the B could be for Brenneisen or Barnes
Elizabeth Henry Barnes is buried in the Presbyterian cemetery in Lisbon "Elizabeth Barnes wife of Benjamin Barnes died 29 December 1887 age 76-3-26"
Benjamin Barnes whole life was set forth in his death notice clipped from an unknown newspaper, probably from Ellicott City, Maryland as follows. “In the town of Lisbon, Howard County, Md., on Tuesday night April 2d 1889, Mr. Benjamin Barnes. The deceased was the third son of John and Elizabeth Barnes, and was born September 5th, 1810 at the old homestead near Hood’s Mills, now in occupancy of Mr. Arthur Forsythe. In the year 1839 he removed to Lisbon, in which after a long and useful life having served his generation according to the will of God, he ascended to the higher place of life unending.
He was twice married. His first wife, to whom he was married Dec. 17, 1833, was Miss Anne Elizabeth Brenneisen, by whom he had eleven children: of this number three daughters and three sons survive him. After a happy marriage union of 18 years, he was bereft of his companion. His daughters are all married; The eldest is Mrs. Jno Barnes of Baltimore, the second Mrs. Chas. Knock, near Lisbon and the youngest is the wife of Rev. R. Kolb, an honored minister of the Baltimore Conference of the M.E. Church. The sons are respectively, Mr. John E. Barnes of Eldersburg, Carroll Co.; Mr. Frank Barnes, near Lisbon and Mr. David T. Barnes of Lisbon. His second wife was Miss Elizabeth Henry to whom he was married Oct. 18th 1853 and who died three years ago. Two older brothers survive him. Thomas aged 83 who resides in Nebraska and John, age 81, residing in Geneseo, Illinois. The deceased ranks second of the oldest inhabitants of the village, and third of the village and vicinage the eldest being the aged Reuben Warfield Esq. of Lisbon and the second Mr. David Lemmon, two mile from Lisbon.
The life of Father Barnes was impressed and influenced by those sterling qualities of mind and heart which distinguish men, who live to bless humanity and glorify God; for he was a considerate, conscientious, and enduring Christian. He was converted to God at what was known as the Rattle Snake Camp meeting in the 13th or 14th year of his age, and immediately after professing faith in Christ, he united with the M.E. Church at old St. James in the communion of which he happily lived and triumphantly died. At the time of his death he was the oldest member of the Lisbon Church. He was one of the original compotators of Patapsco Circuit, church property and remained one of its trustees until death. Mr. Caleb Sheets now only survives. He had also sustained the relation of Class Leader. Unassuming the recognized duty which presented and did what he could to serve God, and advance the interests of the church.
The disease of which he died was pneumonia and his sufferings intense; but his patience was marked, his resignation complete, his faith strong, abiding and when the end was reached, his victory was supreme, his triumph glorious. No dying testimony was needed his life, his patience in suffering, his words of assurance during his illness, his nod of assent when dying, and the calmness of his departure were enough. Like Enoch, he walked with God, and like Enoch before his translation, he too had this testimony that “He pleased God”. The earth life work was done, he had nothing to do but to depart and be with the Christ who had made him “Perfect through suffering.”
In summing up this brief tribute to the memory and worth of Father Barnes we would record: As a husband, he was affectionate, thoughtful and true; as a father kind, loving and indulgent; as a grandfather, he was almost an idolater; in their presence he renewed his youth and linked old age with infancy and glee. He became a child with them, and in play and sportive amusement passed many an hour away. Grandpa was their best man, they were grandpa’s pets. As a friend, he was true, as a citizen, honored, as a Christian full of godly effort and ripened fruitage. He “is not for God has taken him” He has joined the ministers and laymen of his youth, and those of his later companionship.
His funeral took place on Thursday, April 4th. At 10:30 A.M. his body was borne by loving and appreciative friends from the residence of his son, David, to the Lisbon M.E. church, the church of his love and choice, before whose altar he had worshipped so often; where his voice had ascended in prayer and praise, and where so repeatedly he had feasted upon the saving truths of the gospel. Appropriate religious services were observed. His pastor Rev. E. Buhrman, whose ministry the deceased admired, and the Rev. Dr. Kilgore, who residing in the same town, and who had visited him throughout his sickness, having learned much of the experience of the departed saint from his own lips, delivered addresses. The last look at the venerable father was taken the casket lid was closed, the body borne from the church to the hearse, the funeral cortege was again a procession, and with hearts of love, and sorrow, numerous loved ones and friends followed his remains to the cemetery of McKendree M.P. Church, where they were interred, to await the resurrection of the just.
The aged pilgrim no more walks
Earth’s paths of toil and tears;
His staff lies by the last mile stone;
No more his weight it bears.
The aged Christian full of faith
Who sanctified earth’s sod,
Has to the upper temple gone,
To see, and dwell with God.
He is not dead – he lives; he lives;
The power of death is riven;
The gates of death were safely passed.
The tabernacle, worn, and frail,
We’ll gently bear away,
And put in God’s great repair shop,
To await the rising day.
Sweet be his body’s long, last rest,
Among the birds and flowers;
The night will give it dewy tears,
And we will give it our.
The birds will sing above his grave,
The stars watch from the skies;
And Angels guard his sacred dust,
Till God shall bid it rise.
J.L. Kilgore. Lisbon, April 4th, 1889.
According to the bible records, (Ann) Elizabeth Brenneisen Barnes died 27 December 1851, soon after the birth of their last child who also died. We have never found her grave. She may have been buried in a family cemetery that is reported to be on “The Old Forsythe place”. We have not found this cemetery. She also could be buried at the abandoned cemetery of St. James at the corner of Old Frederick Rd and Rt 32, known as Slack’s corner. This cemetery has been cleaned up and no tombstone for her has been found. Another possibility is the community cemetery of Lisbon that was abandoned in the late 1800s where Lisbon Elementary school now stands. There were a few stones left standing in the 1940s and when they built the “new wing” of the school in 1948, many tombstones and graves were uncovered. She could also have been buried at the Presbyterian cemetery in the lot with her mother who died in 1850 but again there is not headstone for her. There is a stone for her mother and two footstones on the lot that say M.B. and E.B. However her mother was named Margaret and the B could be for Brenneisen or Barnes
Elizabeth Henry Barnes is buried in the Presbyterian cemetery in Lisbon "Elizabeth Barnes wife of Benjamin Barnes died 29 December 1887 age 76-3-26"
He was twice married. His first wife, to whom he was married Dec. 17, 1833, was Miss Anne Elizabeth Brenneisen, by whom he had eleven children: of this number three daughters and three sons survive him. After a happy marriage union of 18 years, he was bereft of his companion. His daughters are all married; The eldest is Mrs. Jno Barnes of Baltimore, the second Mrs. Chas. Knock, near Lisbon and the youngest is the wife of Rev. R. Kolb, an honored minister of the Baltimore Conference of the M.E. Church. The sons are respectively, Mr. John E. Barnes of Eldersburg, Carroll Co.; Mr. Frank Barnes, near Lisbon and Mr. David T. Barnes of Lisbon. His second wife was Miss Elizabeth Henry to whom he was married Oct. 18th 1853 and who died three years ago. Two older brothers survive him. Thomas aged 83 who resides in Nebraska and John, age 81, residing in Geneseo, Illinois. The deceased ranks second of the oldest inhabitants of the village, and third of the village and vicinage the eldest being the aged Reuben Warfield Esq. of Lisbon and the second Mr. David Lemmon, two mile from Lisbon.
The life of Father Barnes was impressed and influenced by those sterling qualities of mind and heart which distinguish men, who live to bless humanity and glorify God; for he was a considerate, conscientious, and enduring Christian. He was converted to God at what was known as the Rattle Snake Camp meeting in the 13th or 14th year of his age, and immediately after professing faith in Christ, he united with the M.E. Church at old St. James in the communion of which he happily lived and triumphantly died. At the time of his death he was the oldest member of the Lisbon Church. He was one of the original compotators of Patapsco Circuit, church property and remained one of its trustees until death. Mr. Caleb Sheets now only survives. He had also sustained the relation of Class Leader. Unassuming the recognized duty which presented and did what he could to serve God, and advance the interests of the church.
The disease of which he died was pneumonia and his sufferings intense; but his patience was marked, his resignation complete, his faith strong, abiding and when the end was reached, his victory was supreme, his triumph glorious. No dying testimony was needed his life, his patience in suffering, his words of assurance during his illness, his nod of assent when dying, and the calmness of his departure were enough. Like Enoch, he walked with God, and like Enoch before his translation, he too had this testimony that “He pleased God”. The earth life work was done, he had nothing to do but to depart and be with the Christ who had made him “Perfect through suffering.”
In summing up this brief tribute to the memory and worth of Father Barnes we would record: As a husband, he was affectionate, thoughtful and true; as a father kind, loving and indulgent; as a grandfather, he was almost an idolater; in their presence he renewed his youth and linked old age with infancy and glee. He became a child with them, and in play and sportive amusement passed many an hour away. Grandpa was their best man, they were grandpa’s pets. As a friend, he was true, as a citizen, honored, as a Christian full of godly effort and ripened fruitage. He “is not for God has taken him” He has joined the ministers and laymen of his youth, and those of his later companionship.
His funeral took place on Thursday, April 4th. At 10:30 A.M. his body was borne by loving and appreciative friends from the residence of his son, David, to the Lisbon M.E. church, the church of his love and choice, before whose altar he had worshipped so often; where his voice had ascended in prayer and praise, and where so repeatedly he had feasted upon the saving truths of the gospel. Appropriate religious services were observed. His pastor Rev. E. Buhrman, whose ministry the deceased admired, and the Rev. Dr. Kilgore, who residing in the same town, and who had visited him throughout his sickness, having learned much of the experience of the departed saint from his own lips, delivered addresses. The last look at the venerable father was taken the casket lid was closed, the body borne from the church to the hearse, the funeral cortege was again a procession, and with hearts of love, and sorrow, numerous loved ones and friends followed his remains to the cemetery of McKendree M.P. Church, where they were interred, to await the resurrection of the just.
The aged pilgrim no more walks
Earth’s paths of toil and tears;
His staff lies by the last mile stone;
No more his weight it bears.
The aged Christian full of faith
Who sanctified earth’s sod,
Has to the upper temple gone,
To see, and dwell with God.
He is not dead – he lives; he lives;
The power of death is riven;
The gates of death were safely passed.
The tabernacle, worn, and frail,
We’ll gently bear away,
And put in God’s great repair shop,
To await the rising day.
Sweet be his body’s long, last rest,
Among the birds and flowers;
The night will give it dewy tears,
And we will give it our.
The birds will sing above his grave,
The stars watch from the skies;
And Angels guard his sacred dust,
Till God shall bid it rise.
J.L. Kilgore. Lisbon, April 4th, 1889.
According to the bible records, (Ann) Elizabeth Brenneisen Barnes died 27 December 1851, soon after the birth of their last child who also died. We have never found her grave. She may have been buried in a family cemetery that is reported to be on “The Old Forsythe place”. We have not found this cemetery. She also could be buried at the abandoned cemetery of St. James at the corner of Old Frederick Rd and Rt 32, known as Slack’s corner. This cemetery has been cleaned up and no tombstone for her has been found. Another possibility is the community cemetery of Lisbon that was abandoned in the late 1800s where Lisbon Elementary school now stands. There were a few stones left standing in the 1940s and when they built the “new wing” of the school in 1948, many tombstones and graves were uncovered. She could also have been buried at the Presbyterian cemetery in the lot with her mother who died in 1850 but again there is not headstone for her. There is a stone for her mother and two footstones on the lot that say M.B. and E.B. However her mother was named Margaret and the B could be for Brenneisen or Barnes
Elizabeth Henry Barnes is buried in the Presbyterian cemetery in Lisbon "Elizabeth Barnes wife of Benjamin Barnes died 29 December 1887 age 76-3-26"
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