Life and Labors of Elder John Kline, the Martyr Missionary - Collated from his Diary by Benjamin Funk

John Kline

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Title: Life and Labors of Elder John Kline, the Martyr Missionary
Collated from his Diary by Benjamin Funk
Author: John Kline
Editor: Benjamin Funk
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Language: English
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Produced by Mark C. Orton and the Online Distributed
Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.netRESIDENCE OF ELDER JOHN KLINE.
LIFE AND LABORS
OF
ELDER JOHN KLINE
THE MARTYR MISSIONARY

COLLATED FROM HIS DIARY

BY
BENJAMIN FUNK

ELGIN, ILL.:
BRETHREN PUBLISHING HOUSE,
1900.
INTRODUCTION.
In the burying ground of the Linville's Creek German Baptist church in
Rockingham County, Virginia, there is to be seen a marble slab engraved with
the name JOHN KLINE.
In walking through a cemetery and pensively viewing the memorials of the
departed, one question of deep interest often presses upon the mind and heart:
Are these, whose names are here recorded on slab and obelisk, still alive and in
the possession of conscious being, or are they dead—
"All to mouldering darkness gone;
All of conscious life bereft?"
We turn to earth, and from her lips the ear of reason catches deep-toned
words of assurance that death is not the end of life. The hue of the butterfly's
wing, "the flower of the grass," the beauty of the vernal year, these all, all teachthe sublime truth that "all great endings are but great beginnings." The voice of
God from the unrolled page of plainer if not diviner truth, says: "These are not
dead, but sleeping—they shall wake again."
Satisfied on this point, the next question turns to the lives and characters,
works and words of those who lie buried here. Were they good or bad? Are their
spirits now in heaven, or somewhere else? There are two classes, however,
concerning whom no such questions arise. The first class is made up of those
who have died in their infancy; and ever and anon while looking at the "little
lamb," or "rose bud," or "young dove" not yet fledged, the words flow into the
mind as from the lips of Jesus: "Of such is the kingdom of heaven." The other
class is composed of such as have given clear evidence, by profession and life,
that they are the children of God. The words for them come as did the others, from
the page of Heavenly Truth, "Therefore are they continually before the throne,
and praise him day and night in his temple."
The epitaph of John Kline is read without a doubt ever springing up in the
mind of any one who knew him. We saw him, not as Elisha saw Elijah in sight,
ascend to heaven; but with the eye of faith we saw him clothed in a celestial
body; and with the ear of faith we heard the welcome: "Enter thou into the joy of
thy Lord."

THE ANNUAL MEETING OF 1878.
In the year 1878 the Brethren's Annual Meeting was held with the Linville's
Creek church. Brethren and sisters from many sections of our Union were
present. Many graves in the cemetery by the meetinghouse were to be seen.
Epitaphs were read by the throngs of people who walked around to view them.
Few of these bore anything beyond the simple inscription of the name and the
two facts that fall to the lot of all: The time of birth and the time of death.
But there was one grave from whose humble mound each visitor seemed
eager to pluck a flower, a leaf, or any other little thing that might be carried back
home and enshrined in a casket for a memento of one never to be forgotten. That
grave was the grave of John Kline.
One sister, with tears in her eyes, said: "He preached my mother's funeral."
Another said: "He used to visit us in Ohio; and we always loved so much to see
him come." A brother said: "I traveled with him over two thousand miles, and he
was always one thing." Others said: "The meeting is lonesome without him." "He
was at our love feast in Pennsylvania the year he was killed," said another. It
would be vain to attempt to follow up all the affectionate memories that were
expressed by the loving throngs of sanctified hearts that surrounded his tomb.
In this book ELDER JOHN KLINE is set forth not as dead, but as alive; as living
and moving amongst us again. His life work stands recorded on earth as well as
in heaven. With untiring perseverance Brother Kline kept a record of his work
every day for a period of TWENTY-NINE YEARS. These records contain two great
facts common to the life of every man, woman and child.
FIRST FACT.—Where he spent the day and night.
SECOND FACT.—How he spent the day and night.
A truthful record of these for many, made public, would blast their reputationabroad and blight their peace at home. But not so with our beloved brother.
Whilst it is true that he had no expectation of his Diary ever being published, it is
equally true that it does not contain a single entry of which he has cause to be
ashamed before man or God. That the entries are faithful and true needs no proof
other than the testimony that thousands still living are ready to bear to his
untarnished name as a man honest and honorable in all things.
As a Christian, the beloved ministering brethren who spoke at his funeral are
to-day not ashamed to apply to him the same words they applied to him then, and
which were taken as the subject of discourse on that occasion. In speaking of his
appointment to the ministry they took these words: "And they chose Stephen, a
man full of faith and of the Holy Ghost." Acts 6:5. They also added the other
words spoken of Stephen in the eighth verse of the same chapter, a man "full of
grace and power." Can anything loftier be said of a man's qualification for the
work of the ministry?
As Stephen was the first Christian martyr, and Brother Kline the last then
known, they closed their discourses in heartfelt realization of these words: "And
devout men carried Stephen to his burial, and made great lamentation over him."
We all took part in the lamentation—the writer himself being present and
speaking on the occasion—and felt that the ruthless hand of violence had
wickedly torn from our midst a friend and counsellor whose place could not be
filled by any other.
As a kind-hearted, loving mother puts her child's best new dress on it before
taking it to church or in public, so have I endeavored to clothe the diary of Brother
Kline in a suitable attire of Sunday clothes. I sincerely believe that the work in
this form will be highly acceptable to the Brotherhood at large; and as Brother
Daniel Hays says in a letter to me, "productive of much good."

PART II OF INTRODUCTION.
This book, if carefully read, will instruct both young and old. In this age of
progress, when the forces of nature and art are being applied to practical ends;
when "men are running to and fro and knowledge is wonderfully increased," it
becomes us as intelligent Christians to look around and see whether we are not
living in perilous times.
Far be it from me to discourage any one from seeking that knowledge which
is good, or from availing himself of the benefits to be derived from the arts and
sciences; but if this knowledge and these benefits are sought and gained only for
worldly ends, only to add to worldly accomplishments or worldly treasure, they
are dangerous for time and ruinous for eternity. What support can the soul have
in its deep conflict with temptation, or in the dark hour of affliction or
bereavement, when stayed on this world only? In all the tenderness of a father's
heart I turn to the youth of our land and say to them in the words of the best
Friend that God himself could give: "Seek FIRST the kingdom of God and his
righteousness," and all earthly blessings will be added unto you.
In the following pages you may see what one man may do by "patient
continuance in well doing." Brother Kline was a man "subject to like passions as
we are." He was once an infant just as you were, and lay at his mother's breast.
He very well remembered, when an old man, how he felt when she made for him
his first pair of "pants." When that kind mother put them on him, pleased and
smiling in the tenderness of her nature, "the first use that I made of my hands,"said he to me shortly before his death, "was to feel for the pockets." "We incline,"
continued he, "to carry this feature of our boyhood into youth and age. The pocket
never ceases to be a very important appendage to our dress, and the hand
inclines to put into it every valuable thing it can."
Brother Kline never went to school very much. He learned to read and write
both German and English; and he also studied arithmetic. Further than this he
never went in school. He did not have the advantages of free schools as young<