Stanzas in Paradise Restored by Charles W. Kaighin
containing clues:
My angel mother – near the shore Is looking down this way, And father, who went long before, I wonder what he’d say, And brother Ed. (maybe typo, probably Eb. for Ebenezer, unless they called him Ed) if I’d drop in Just now and say “Hello” And sister Mona, pale and thin, I’m sure she’d like it so This was written between 1925 and
1950 as both Ebenezer and Mona died in October of 1925 and Charles died in
1950. His father, Charles W. Kaighin
Sr. died in 1883, and his mother Margaret (Christian) Kaighin in 1904. He makes no mention of two other sisters,
Margaret Christian (Kaighin) Cubbon, or Catherine (Kaighin) Fix. Margaret died In olden times men lived to be Nine hundred years or more, God’s Son showed us in thirty-three What we were living for; Now And we may live ‘til 4— Which only bring those longing hours For those who’ve gone before. Could he be indicating his age at the time of this writing? If so, then at age 70, the year would have been 1933 or 1934 as he was born in February of 1863. So if this is true, then why no mention above of his sister Margaret and son Charles? It is much more likely that he is speaking in general terms, that people now live to be 70 or even 80 years old. If this is the case, then revert back to the first stanza above I used to think that Adam’s fall Destroyed this garden fair, But no, there’s luxuries for all Who come, and much to spare; The old “Pacific garden” gate, A side door to this place, I found and hadn’t long to wait Until he heard my case. How glad I am I hit the trail, God took away my shame, I walked up front, kneeled at the rail, Confessed, and took the blame; Repented, asked Him to forgive, Believed, t’was then that He Revealed His Promise – “Thou shalt live” Thru all Eternity. I knew exactly what that meant When I walked out of there – Sin, doubt, and death, and darkness went Relieving every care; Van Buren on to To O’er The way – tho’ long and hard Seemed very short, and smooth and light, As On thru the darkness and the night In Glory I was lost; Went on to I cared for nothing now, Of God’s real Joy I had a taste, Got home, but don’t know how. This reference is to the Pacific Garden Mission, a
Presbyterian run homeless shelter opened in 1877 in the old |
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