Obituary of Fannie Mayhan, Independence Co, AR

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The Newark Journal, Independence County, Friday, December 6, 1912

PIONEER PASSES AWAY
Aunt Fannie Mayhan Dies at Advanced Age of 77 Years

  The sickle of Death has again been thrust into our community, and a kind
and noble-hearted old mother has been taken away.  Aunt Fannie Mayhan
died at her home, northeast of town, last Friday, at the ripe old age of
77.
  Her familiar voice is forever silenced - no more will we see her dear
old kindly face or hear her friendly greeting.
  She was laid to rest at Mt. Zion cemetary Saturday, the burial being
attended by a large number of friends and relatives.  Funeral services
wer conducted by Rev. James of Charlotte.
  Uncle Pack has lost a true and loving companion who has faithfully stood
by him for more than 53 years, helping to fight the battles of a long
and useful life.  Aunt Fannie was a kind and affectionate mother, and a
good neighbor.  She was a sister of Uncle Zibe Barber, whose death
occured only a short time ago.  She was born in Decatur County,
Tennesse, in 1835.  The family moved to Arkansas in 1855 and she was
married to P. A. Mayhan October 2, 1859.
  Uncle Pack and Aunt Fannie lived their entire married life on the farm
where Uncle Pack was born more than three quarters of a century ago.
When she and Uncle Pack were married, 53 years ago last October, they
went to live on the old homestead, and in the same house, where Uncle
Pack was born.  Through all the intervening years they never thought of
leaving the old place, but were content to stay on the old farm and live
the simple life of the plain, honest country folks, whose lives and
influences are a benediction upon the neighborhood in which they lived.