#AtoZChallenge – E for Elizabeth Macrow
E is for ELIZABETH MACROW who married my great grandfather ERNEST WATERS in Rochestor, Victoria, Australia, on 21st February 1899. Elizabeth was mostly known as Bessie.
A member of the Brunswick corps of The Salvation Army, Elizabeth decided to become a Salvation Army officer and entered officer training school at Melbourne on 28 June 1890.
Elizabeth unfortunately contracted tuberculosis and quickly became very weak. At that time, Salvation Army officers were only allowed to marry other trained officers. On 10 January 1899, Elizabeth resigned due to her ill health. This made it possible for her to marry my great grandfather, one month later. But her devotion to her religion continued until her death.
Elizabeth passed away, just two years after the marriage. She died at her parents home at Hawthorn, and is buried at Booroondara Cemetery, Melbourne.
Obituary, from the Salvation Army ‘War Cry”, 09 March 1901
A Faithful Warrior Gone to Rest
One who endured a fight of afflictions has entered into the joy of her Lord. Sister E. Waters (nee Bessie Macrow) was converted in the Army when hardly more than a child. She straightway settled in her soul that God would have her life’s best service, and as soon as she became old enough she applied for officership. When accepted, she began a career which was noted chiefly for its godliness and devotion. I met her at close of her service as an officer. She was suffering from tuberculosis of the lungs, and had been given a light appointment at the Victorian S.W.O. In spite of the opinion of the S.C.O. that she should rest, she pleaded to be allowed to work, and the thought of vacating her place in the fight was a source of real pain. At length, she was forced to relinquish duties, and sought a warmer climate. Now the announcement of her promotion to glory, causes me to stop and think. From all I knew of her, she was a sincere Christian, who would rather suffer the loss of anything than prove untrue to God or faithless in following His leading for her. There can be no regrets. The most trying feature of her illness was an intense weakness, but she has gone where there is no pain, but rest for the weary. She has gone, but her quiet, gentle influence will remain as a sweet and blessed memory to many.