October 15, l895 Lebanon TN - From the Lebanon Democrat by THe Observer - Mrs Sallile Woollard Gone - She dies at the rip old age o feight six years, honored, loved and respected by all who knew her.On Friday evening at 2 o clock on the 2nd of hte present month, the aged lady whose name is at the head of this article, quietly passed away. She died at her home some four miles from Lebanon on the Coles'Ferry pike.She was married to ollison Woollard sixty four years ago and together thy fought the battles of life until thirteen years ago, when he was taken from her.
As a result of htis long and happy unon twelve children were born to them; of this number there were ten boys ane two girls. The family remained intact and unbroken until a little over a yar ago when two o f them, W. T and Dr. John, were carreid off, both dying in a short time of each other.If I am correctly informed the youngest member of hte famil was 35 years of age at the time the first death occurred.No family within the knoledge of hte writer, has escaped fatality for so long a time. Aunt Sallie Woollard was one among the first women of whom the writer has any recollectiobnFifty years ago, when a very small boy, I was accustomed to stop there in compnay with my mohter.we were then living on Cumnberland river, two miles west of LaGuardo.My grandfather lived at Salsbury, some twenty five miles from our home.The home Aunt Sallile was near the half way ground an dwe woudl stop there for refreshments and rest when on our way to visit gradfather.I have ridden on horseback behind my dear mother, who carried a smaller brohte rin her lap.That was the mode of traveling by the best people as such vehicles as buggies were rarely seen.
Never did the wear find a more pleasant welcome or a more palatable meal than was always served us when we stopped.From time to time, I have shared the hospitality of that pleasant home from the earlies tperiod of my recollection until the present time.
My last stay and visit of some two hours wiht Aunt Sallies was a litle more than a year ago.She had a large melon brought out, and while partakin of it, she talked cheerfully and reverted to the good ol dtimes of which she loved to talk. -----She told me that Rev Jack Jones, ----a Baptist preacher , was her father, and that she had ridden on his horse behind him to hear him preach at Cedar Grove.She was then a very small girl.Cedar Grove is still a Baptist Church and is now where it was then in the 5th district
Mrs. Woollard had reached the reip old age of 86 years when sumoned to teh unknown world. ....... Mrs. Woollard wsa the last surviving member of her father's children.There were ten children, six girls and four boys.Thus has passed away the lsat of the illustrious family.
The subject of our sketch became a member of the Church of Christ 36 years ago.It was at a meeting held by Elder C.W. Sewell in the 5th District at a school house some two miles north of Corums.The writer was present at all of the services, and well remembers that there were n all some thirty persons added to the church....... The acquaintance of the writer began wiht Mr. and Mrs. Woolard before the birth of serveral of their youngest children. Some three or four of the oldest and myslef were in school together at Old Beenezer.This building has long since been torn down and carried away.The late Hon Bailey Payton, of Gallatin, wa a pupil there in his schoolboy days. ... No woman ever loved her children with a stronger or more unselfish love than did she.They, in return, thought that there wa no being on earth like mohter.
On Saturday evening the 3rd, she was buried in the old family burying ground near the home in which she had spent her long and active life.
Appropriate funeral remarks were made by Elder L. S White and Nathan Fugua.To the eight surviving sonss and two daughters left behind we would say your best friend has been taken from you.No hand could cool your fevered brow like the touch of hers.Ohters could make your bed, but none could make them so soft and downy as she.Her totering steps and bended form will no longer greet you when you enter the home in which your happiest days were spent.Remember, too, that in a few short years, you will follow in the way that she has gone.It is only a question of time when her large household, like hte one which she was a member, will become extinct