His name will be held in affectionate remembrance [i].
Mary MacKillop records the death of Fr Julian Tenison Woods.
His work was nearly over now. Partial paralysis of the hands and legs had been slowly creeping onward . . . The remarkable fortitude with which he bore his sufferings, and the resignation with which he accepted his lot – so different to what he had wished and hoped for – edified those who were privileged to witness them . . . he had to endure nearly three years of slow torture, with no hope of sufficient recovery to complete his unfinished work, or to arrange the abundant material gathered with unsparing labour and energy during his travels – sufficient for several volumes . . .
Every week, Father Woods was visited by Father Ambrosoli, Chaplain of St Vincent’s Hospital… Other priests gave many a friendly call, the Sisters visited him, but by degrees the sufferer was unable to see anyone except his immediate attendants . . . [ii]
On the 6th of September, the doctor pronounced the case hopeless . . . He still lingered a short time, feeling sure that, as he had written long ago ‘The evening draweth nigh, and should not our faces shine as they are turned towards the sunset.’ On Rosary Sunday, 6th of October, he received the Last Sacraments. Early next morning, the long looked for end had come, Father Marcellus being with him at the last . . .
The Freeman’s Journal says,
Yes, about thirty – all who could possibly attend. But in many a little convent that day, the Sisters of St Joseph, scattered across Australia, united with their Sydney Sisters in supplication for their Father Founder, though feeling that one who had suffered so long and so patiently scarcely needed prayers.
The funeral took place at 2 o’clock . . .
After some time, his fellow scientists and admirers had a beautiful monument erected over his remains. It is a block of granite, grey and sparkling, such as the geologist had often admired. On one side of the polished panels is the following inscription –
On each corner of the block is a pillar; these support curves which join in a cross, looking something like the Benediction throne over a tabernacle. In the space between the pillars is a white marble statue of the Mater Dolorosa, about three feet high.
The monument rises from a marble floor, surrounded by iron railings. Standing on this floor, in front of the monument, is a stone missal (open on its stand), bearing the words – ‘Thy will be done.’
How appropriate is the last resting place of the gentle learned priest and naturalist! Crowned with the cross, beneath the statue of the ‘Sweet Mother’ whom he had so tenderly loved – a little child in the next grave, ‘Australia’s gifted son’ Deniehy [iii] at his feet, the ‘Silver-tongued’ Dalley [iv] close by – typifying all that during life had most delighted him – Devotion, Innocence, and Intellect!
There, on the hillside, overlooking the Pacific which washes far below the rocky cemetery, and murmurs a perpetual requiem in its own soul-stirring music, the mortal remains of Father J .E. Tenison Woods await the resurrection.
May he rest in peace. Amen. [v]”
Carmel Jones rsj
[i] Page 237 of Julian Tenison Woods: A Life by Mother Mary of the Cross MacKillop . This article comprises quotations from the above book, used with the kind permission of the publishers, St Paul’s Publications. © Trustees of the Sisters of Saint Joseph 1997
[ii] Chapter 35th, p. 235
[iii] Daniel Deniehy (1825-1865), son of Irish convict parents, writer, lawyer, politician.
[iv] William Bede Dalley (1831-1888), also son of convict parents, lawyer, politician, friend of both Polding and Deniehy, Attorney General and advocate of social justice.
[v] Chapter 35th, p. 238