E.
Grace Kernick Clare
Wife
of Rev. Herbert H. Clare
MRS.
H. H. CLARE. E. Grace Kernick, daughter of Rev. E. M. and Elizabeth Kernick, and
wife of Rev. H. H. Clare, was both daughter and mistress of the
Methodist Parsonage. She was born in Fairview, Butler Co., Pennsylvania,
September 21, 1871, and followed the fortunes of the family in the
changes incident to her father's work as a Methodist minister. From
childhood, her deep and beautiful religious nature became evident and
between her and her scholarly and zealous Christian rather a pecular
sympathy existed. She early, took active part in the work of the church
and was a great factor for good among the young people of her father's
parishes. It was therefore no marvel that when living in Dunkirk she
should have attracted the attention and won the love of the young
theological student, Herbert H. Clare. They were married in the
beautiful parsonage, just completed by her father, in Dunkirk, on August
25, 1892. Together, the next month, they entered the Erie Conference,
and for two decades she was a faithful and successful pastor's wife. In
the church at Linesville, Pa.. is a beautiful window, lovingly placed
there by the church in recognition of the splendid work of Rev. and Mrs.
Clare. Not only her work in the church and community is to be noted, but
the hospitality of her home and the loyalty of her friendship. At her
fireside was a welcome for all and she had friends everywhere because
everywhere she was a friend.
She was possessed of a peculiar love of good and an aborrence of
evil. There was never any question as to her stand on questions
involving right and wrong.
When into the home came the little girl, she was admitted to the
warm affection of a mother's heart. Her devotion to the little daughter
was the subject of common remark. Her repression of her own affectionate
nature in behalf of the child's safety during the last months of her
illness was heroic. Craving with all the wealth of her nature the
caresses of affection, she denied herself for the sake of her beloved.
But
deeper and more important than any other were her services as the wife
of her now greatly bereaved husband. She was his constant inspiration.
She guarded the door of his study. She spurred him by her courage. She
lifted him by her prayers. She shielded him by her unwavering faith.
For
several months she suffered from that dread disease, consumption. Human
skill was exhausted in the efforts to abate its ravages but all in vain.
The loving hands of those dearest to her ministered to her needs and she
passed away with their loved faces bending over her.
She
was a beautiful soul who lived and loved and worked. The Christian's
faith and consequently the Christian’s hope were hers, and we know she
but "sleeps to wake."
By H. G. Odgen, Memoirs of Deceased Wives of Ministers,
Journal and Yearbook, Erie Conference, 1912, pages 128-130