Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Clarinda Methodist Builders Sunday School Class - 1918 to 1959

This post is covering photos and stories found on Maud (Mrs. Roy) Collins and her work with the Builders Sunday School Class at the Methodist Church in Clarinda, IA.

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These members of the Builder' Class, originated 25 years ago in
the Methodist Sunday school department with Mrs. Maude Collins
as teacher,held an anniversary party in the church Fellowship room
Monday evening.  Mrs. Collins is in the center of front row, the
fourth from left, and most of those seated were among her original
pupils.  The party was featured with a grand covered dish supper
and an interesting  reminiscent talk by Mrs. Collins.  Dr. Charles
Rowe, the present pastor, was a special guest speaker.




















Harold Journal story from October 1954 - with identification of some members
Story from Clarinda Herald Journal October 1943:
Mrs. Roy Collins Is Honored by Women of Class Which She has Taught 25 years
     The Builders Class of the Methodist Church met Monday evening in the fellowship room for a 6:30 covered-dish luncheon.  While it was a regular meeting, it also commemorated the 25th anniversary of the beginning of the class.  Mrs. Roy Collins has been the teacher during this entire period.
     Two out-of-town members were present; Edith Apple Abbott, of Yorktown, and Beulah Wynn Hobbs of Sioux City, Iowa.  A beautiful birthday cake, the gift of Mrs. Harry Fugle, a class member, centered the table.  Crystal candle-sticks with white tapers and red, white and blue decorations made an effective setting for the thirty members present.
     The program had been arranged using the letters of the word “BUILDERS” as the theme.  B-eginnings of the class were given by Mrs. Collins while all were at the table.  Later, after the traditional U-mph march, chairs were placed about the fireplace and the remainder of the program enjoyed.
     Erma Taylor, the new president, told of the I-ncrease in membership.  L-etters from many former members were read by Ethelyn Abbott.  Vera Payton had the D-evotions, using Hugh Black’s meditation.  “Three Dreams.”  E-nthusiasm for the new year was well given by Erma Taylor, followed by R-eminiscing by Leone Gossett and Alice Freeman.  This led to a general accounting of incidents both interesting humorous, S-ervices of the Past gave Freda Humphreville an opportunity to recall many activities of this very busy splendid class.

     Dr. Charles Rowe, a guest made appropriate remarks.  To Doris Harris was given the honor of presenting Mrs. Collins with a lovely gift of appreciation.

Undated article from Clarinda Herald Journal:
     Funeral services for Mrs. Roy Collins are to be held Tuesday at 10:30 am following her death at the Municipal Hospital Friday at 5:05 pm.
     The service will be at the First Methodist Church in which she was active.  In absence of the Rev David Ash, who is in New York on vacation, the family has asked the Rev. Lester Greenwood of Ottumwa, her pastor for nine years, to conduct the service.
     Casketbearers will be sons of close friends of the family, including members of the Sor Rex A Mex Club and neighbors.  They will be Bob Williams, Charles Sinn, Ken Cassat, John Woolson, G. W. Richardson and John Sperry.
     Maud Collins was the daughter of the late Mr. and Mrs. A. T. Clark who operated the Linderman Hotel for many years.  She was reared in the Savannah and Maryville communities and was married to Roy Collins on July 17, 1912.  Mr. & Mrs. Collins moved to Clarinda in 1919 and their recent home has been at 122 W Garfield Street.
     She is survived by two sons, Robert R Collins of Des Moines, assistant vice-president and claims attorney for Allied Mutual Insurance and Dr. C. Thomas Collins of Coral Gables, FL, professor in the College of Music at Miami (FL) University and four grandchildren.  Two brothers are orlie A. Clark of Ottumwa and Bert T. Clark of Chillicothe, MO, and a sister is Mrs. Reginald (Amye) Oliver of Glendale, CA.
     Dr. Collins of Florida and Mrs. Oliver of California are flying to Omaha and will arrive in Clarinda this Monday afternoon.
     Mrs. Collins had an unusually active life, especially in the women’s work of the Methodist Church.  She was widely known for her activities through a 7-states area as jurisdicational and conference officer of the Woman’s Society of Christian Service.  She had taught the Builders Sunday School class in Clarinda for 40 years.  She was member Chapter AE of PEO and Mr. and Mrs. Collins were part the Sor Rex A Mex Club which together for many years.
     It was on Memorial Day, May 1954, that a tragic automobile accident in Missouri crushed both Mr. and Mrs. Collins severally.  Mrs. Collins recovered, but her husband was bedfast and required constant care until his death on April 20, 1957.  Mrs. Collins continued her unbounding activities even after a near-stroke a few months ago.
     She was in the back yard of a neighbor Friday morning when discovered lying unconscious, probably an hour after she had fallen.  She did not regain consciousness and died from cerebral hemorrhage at the hospital.
     Walker Funeral Home has charge of the local arrangements.



Below are pictures from, and retyped story from, the undated Herald Journal,
 probably 1959 or later:

                                             Mrs. Collins’ “Girls” Tell Tale


























Five women gathered to remember a Sunday school class that faded away – after 60 years in the United Methodist Church of 
Clarinda.
     A few members of the Builders Class still come on Sunday morning to the church, but the good times together are locked away in the dust of the third floor “Crow’s Nest,” where they met to read Scripture on Sunday morning.
     The women introduced themselves in the gray light of the afternoon:
Mrs. Adda Hoskins, a gracious, white-haired lady; Mrs. Hyldred Reese, a cherry outspoken matron of many years with a marvelous wit; Mrs. Freida Oehler, a wee bit younger and quiet with a special dignity:  Mrs. Doris Harris, the eldest of the five, whose eyes twinkled when she remembered the years and their saints; Mrs. Margaret Lawson, perky and soft of speech.
On third floor
     The women told of their room on the third floor, as it was in 1918, when the boys came home from France, and about their teacher Mrs. Roy Collins.
     Mrs. Collins, they recalled, taught them from 1918 to 1959 – 41 years; they affirmed their special response to each other, to the church and the world around them in Clarinda was tailored by Maude Collins.
     The community knew them as “Mrs. Collins girls.”
     “Mrs. Collins did a lot of her teaching by lecturing,” said Mrs. Reese, as she recalled, also, “the many extra monthly meetings and projects, the social times and current event studies.”
     Mrs. Collins was “very mission minded,” they agreed, when one of them reached back into half a century and mentioned the “Ump fund.”
UMP Fund
     Mrs. Harris sang the “ump Fund” song; she was the only one who remembered the words they used to sing as they marched around the room and tossed their pennies into the pot for mission projects.
     How many can remember the song? “Little Peter Rabbit had a ump on his nose.”
     Mrs. Oehler was quick to suggest that the Builders Class girls were the “first women libbers.”
     “We didn’t even permit our husbands to come into the class,” she said, tickled at the audacity, or courage, in forcing husbands to meet in their own group in the church.
     Mrs. Collis told her girls, “Whenever you get married, do not lose your identity.”
     Now, in the mid-afternoon of diminishing years, Maude Collins’ enjoinders were still current advisories.
Wonderful character
     “She had a wonderful character, you wanted to please her,: said Mrs. Lawson.
     Over the years, Builders Class members, under their teacher’s influence, began to accept more and more responsibilities in the church, but they retained their class membership.
     They met in each other’s homes for many years on Monday nights, and during the week, also, for social occasions, picnics and study sessions.
     The afternoon socials always drew “big crowds.”  First came the lessons, then devotions, followed by book reviews and always the roll call.
     The memories came tumbling forward on their lips.  “Leona Garrett always had the September picnic.  The social meetings held us together.”
     “We were rather ordinary in many ways.”
     The girls in gray curls and waves sheepishly admitted to being clannish, at first, in 1918, when “we wanted to keep it for only the high school friends, but later on, we opened it up to everyone.”
Bridal Shower
     Every time one of the members was married the class gave her a bridal shower.
     They muddled through the Depression.
     And they smiled when one of them took pride in being the first member to “drive an automobile – I cranked the engine, and I broke my arm.”
     Was it Mrs. Hoskins or Mrs. Reese who was the first girl in the class to have her hair cut?  Memories merge with events and recollections.
     The Rev. Jerold L. Irvin, an easy going clergyman, came into the room briefly.  “I hate to have the class demise come under my tenure,” he said.
     They were young in long-ago 1918 when Clarinda gathered itself to celebrate Armistice Day, and some of the girls came into town for the occasion.
Good dresses
     They married and carried their babies to the Builders Class and were painstaking on Sunday morning to wear good dresses for Sunday school and church attendance.

     Mrs. Collins died in 1959 shortly after she and her husband were involved in an automobile accident.  Her story, a tale of one committed Christian educator, and the girls who learned their values from her in the Crow’s Nest are unique in the lore of Clarinda and its United Methodist Church.

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