Obit for Catharine (Fuchs) Lehenbauer - Kingfisher County, Oklahoma 

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Source: THE DAILY MIDGET, January 15, 1913 - OBITUARY


Miss Catharine FUCHS was born in Wertenburg, Germany, Nov. 15th, 1836.
She landed in America May 2nd, 1863, at the age of 27. She was
married in September of the same year to John G. LEHENBAUER, of
Hannibal, Marion county, Mo., where they resided for several years.


From there they removed to LaGrange, Mo., where they lived until 1891
when they came to Kingfisher, Okla. where she has since resided with
her sons, her husband having departed this life in 1899. Mr. and Mrs.
LEHENBAUER were members of the German Northern Methodist church, and
were staunch christians and faithful workers in the church. Her
German bible was her constant companion and friend both in adversity
and prosperity. She was a most loving and devoted wife and mother,
and was loved and esteemed by all who intimately knew her. She died
Jan. 12th, 1913, aged 77 years, 1 month and 26 days, after a week's
illness of pneumonia. She leaves to mourn her loss, two brothers -
Andrew FUCH of Hannibal, Mo. and Frederick, who still resides in
Germany; twelve grandchildren, eight sons and one daughter; one
little son having died in infancy.

George and Wesley of Enid, Okla., August of Ames, Okla., Henry, Frank,
John, Edward and Mrs. Mollie HUFF, all of Kingfisher, were all with
her during her illness.

Funeral services were held at the Mr. Pisgah church, Tuesday at 2:30,
conducted by Rev. C.L. KNIGHT. Text, "If a Man Dies, Shall He Live
Again." - Job 14-14. Interment in the Mr. Pisgah cemetery.

Poor suffering mother's gone to rest,
Her trials all are o'er;
No pains assail her pulsless breast,
She's safe upon the other shore,
Long, dreary days and nights of pain
It was her lot to bear;
She never murmured or complained
But sought relief in prayer.

Her loving voice you'l hear no more,
Yet may it linger in your ears,
And may you meet on that bright shore
Where fall no parting tears,
Your home now wears a shroud of gloom
And lonely may you be,
As in that quiet little room
Her vacant chair you see.

The placid look she always wore,
Betokened peace within,
For many years the cross she bore,
That she the crown might win;
She never more can come to you.
This thought must give you pain,
But live as she has taught you to,
That you may meet again.