Elizabeth (Carlock) Fancher

She was the daughter of Isaac and Sarah Rockman Carlock. She married James F. Fancher on January 8, 1816 in Rock Springs, Overton Co., TN.

Obituary by James Polk Fancher:

Our mother, Elizabeth Fancher, died at the residence of her oldest son, H. B. Fancher, near Lead Hill, Boone County, AR on Monday, the 8th of June, 1891 and was buried beside her husband, Col. James Fancher, at the family grave yard on the old homestead on the 10th of June.

She was born in the State of North Carolina on the 18th day of March 1800. Therefore she was 91 years, 2 months, and 20 days old. She married father in the year 1818, soon after his discharge as a solder of the War of 1812 and the Indian Wars, in the state of Tennessee, from which marriage she became the mother of eleven children, to-wit: Cleburn Fancher, Mrs. Asenath Morris, Mrs. Arminta Coker, Mrs. Martha Boatright, Hampton B. Fancher, Mrs. Sarah Kendall, Thomas W. Fancher, Mrs. Margaret Kenner, Mrs. Henrietta Dickson, James P. Fancher, George M. D. Fancher. The three first named and the last are dead. All others reside in this state, and in this and adjoining counties, except Mrs. Henrietta Dickson, who resides at Sycamore, Baylor County, Texas. The grandchildren and great grandchildren reside in various states and are too numerous to give their names in this short sketch.

Mother was the daughter of Isaac Carlock and of Scotch-Irish descent. They immigrated from Overton County, Tennessee to Carroll County Arkansas in 1838; bought a claim and improved a farm on the headwaters of Osage Creek, known as the Old Fancher Homestead, where the unworthy son and writer hereof and his little dead brother were born, were they resided continuously and happily until father's death, after which mother resided there until 1882, except during the war, they refuged to Texas, returning in the fall of 1865, to rebuild and reimprove the old homestead which had been devasted by the ravages of the cruel war. They became members of the Cumberland Presbyterian Church soon after they came to this state, and when they could hear their neighbors keeping time with them, beating meal in the old-time motor each morning for breakfast, there being no mills, as this county was then comparatvely a wilderness.

Mother was a Bible reader. She had faith, because she "trusted in the good Lord." Her hope was unlimited, because she practiced charity, all of which she evidenced by her works and deeds done in the body.

My sentiments and feelings as to the goodness and virtures of mother are better said by my littler daughter in a letter to me on the 12th inst. Nor can a highter or more deserving eulogy be paid or more appropriate epitaph be written to the memory of mother than the following:

    "My dear Papa - I received your letter this morning, was glad to hear from you.  Papa, you asked me about my dear Grand Ma.  Papa, she is with my sweet mama and God and the angels in Heaven.  She died on the 8th of June, the same day as Grand-pa died and the same day and month that the twins were born.  Papa, don't grieve, because she is in Heaven.  I went to the burying.  She was buried by my grand-pa where she wanted to be buried.   Your daughter, Mary"

Father died on the 8th of June, 1866, 25 years ago. Mary's little twin brothers were born the 8th of June, 1883, and died when there were a little over three months old, and there mother went to them April 11, 1884, happy and triumphant.

Mother was always an industrious, vigorous, energetic woman until she had to succumb to old age. She lived a long life of self-sacrifice and work full of toils and tribulations, sorrows and joys, ever faithful and true, preferring to do for others rather than have them do for her, surmounting all oppositions and obstacles by "trusting in the good Lord" whichy was her prayer from my earliest recollection, when I was rocked in the cradle by her, and her advice to me and others always was to so trust and pray.

Brothers and sisters, nephews and nieces, friends, may all "trust in the good Lord" and live and die as honorably, humbly, peacefully, gloriously and triumphantly as mother, is the sincere desire of her youngest son and child living.

Jas. P Fancher (as transcibed by Lynn Marie Dixon-Fancher)

• Reference: Find A Grave Memorial - SmartCopy: Feb 12 2016, 2:03:52 UTC