H e le n . H o r t o n W a lk
M rs . H elen H orton W alker , last surviving daughter of Dr. and Mrs. T. C. Horton, went into the presence of the Lord April 21, 1962. Mrs. Walker’s husband, Paul, one of the founders of the International Fish erman’s Club, preceded her in death by two years. Through the years, their home in Manhattan Beach has been open each Monday evening for meet ings of the Club. Following her hus band’s going to be with the Lord, Mrs. Walker faithfully carried on the work among the young men. As a result of their labors, many of the members have gone into the ministry both here at home as well as on the mission fields of the world. All of her “ boys,” as the Walkers called them, have been extremely helpful through the months following Mr. Walker’s death. It was back in 1907 that Mr. Steele, owner of what was then known as the Fifth Street Store (located at the corner of Fifth and Broadway) in Los Angeles, asked Mrs. T. C. Horton to start a Bible class at noon for his women employees. Out of this grew the Lyceum Club for young business women. The work is still being car ried on each Tuesday evening by Miss Hazel Collins, one of Biola’s Bible Women. Mrs. Walker was a great help to her mother in the work, al ways doing the important “ behind- the-scenes” duties. Three children survive: Mrs. Mar gery Ruth Crider, whose husband, Norman, is a graduate of Biola, and is a minister in Arizona; Mrs. June Shaver, whose husband is a pilot with United Air Lines; and Mr. Kenneth Walker, who will be working with the Westinghouse Company in Maryland. It was said of the Lord Jesus Christ when He visited Capernaum that it was “ Noised about the street that He was in the house.” Certainly those who lived in their neighborhood, and all who visited the home, knew that the Saviour had the pre-eminence in the home of Paul and Helen Walk er, who are now joined together again in the presence of the Lord Jes” - Christ.
Mr. and Mrs. Paul Walker are joined together again in heaven. "Oihers"
And when my work on earth is done And my new work in heaven's begun, May I forget the crown I've won While thinking still of others. Others, Lord: yes, others; Let this my motto be.
Lord, help me live from day to day In such a self-forgetful way That even when I kneel to pray, My prayers shall be for others. Help me in all the work I do To ever be sincere and true And know that all I'd do for You, Must needs be done for others. Let "self" be crucified and slain And buried deep, and all in vain May efforts be to rise again Unless to live for others.
Help me to live for others That I may live like thee.
— C. D. Meigs Because this verse so typifies Helen Hor ton Walker, it was read at her funeral.
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