At her late residence in Stark County, Ohio on the 28th., Mrs. Elizabeth Cable, aged 90 years, 2 months, and
1 day.
Grandma Cable, as she was familiarly known, was born in Penn. When but an infant death robbed her of
her mother. Left motherless, other hands tenderly cared for her. Having grown up to womanhood, she
married in her native state Mr. Jonathan Cable. Like many others they sought a home in the West. Moving
to Ohio, they stopped near the headwaters of Yellow Creek, where they engaged in hotel-keeping one year
only. At the expiration of this time, they moved farther Westward, this time locating in Pike Twp., in the
Southern part of Stark Co., making it their future and permanent home, where for seventy-one consecutive
years, on the same farm and on the same spot of ground, she lived. At the time of their removal to this part
of the state it was a "howling wilderness". Having purchased a farm in the woods, they soon had a log house
erected into which they moved ere their house completed. Here they began life in all its frontier ruggedness
and realness. Strength and health, and a will to work , soon made an opening. Here in there Western home
they were not forgetful to entertain the stranger. The Redman here found hospitable entertainment at the
home of the settlers. The needy too, found sympathy and help. The years came and went. Death entered the
home, and he who was father and husband was called from earth, leaving a vacancy in the family circle.
Many long years the mother remained in widowhood, journeying onward alone to the end of life's race and
now her lifeless body lies beside him who long years ago fell asleep. The last hours of the Winter of 1883 will
ever be memorable hours to the children who sat watching by bedside of a beloved and aged mother, the
hands of whose life were rapidly running cut. On the 3rd inet., the mountel remains of one who, by her
Christian kindness, had won many appreciative friends, were solemnly deposited in the grave, beside her
husband who many years since preceded her. There they sleep waiting the Resurrection Morn, when they
who sleep in Jesus shall awake and comes forth. The funeral services were conducted by the pastor, assisted
by Rev. D. Yaust, a long-known and intimate friend of the deceased. The services were held in the Sandyville
Lutheran Church, of which she had for many long years been a worth and faithful member. The long
concourse of people who attended the services evidenced the esteem and love with which the deceased was
respected. Of her it may be truly said, "she came to her grave in full age, like as a shook of corn in his
season". Four sons and one daughter, and many grand and great-grandchildren mourn her departure--their
loss her gain. She will be missed at home, in the church, in the community. As a mother affectionate and
kind; as a Christian, conscientious and faithful; as a neighbor, obliging and sympathetic. May the mantel of
Godliness fall on those who follow after, her virtues emulated, her imperfections forgotten. May the God of
all grace comfort the bereaved, and heal the wound which death has made, by the sanctifying influence of
his Divine grace.
A beautiful March day laid a cheerful wreath of sunshine around her grave near the shadow of a column of
gray granite which marks the resting place of our pioneer parents.
1 day.
Grandma Cable, as she was familiarly known, was born in Penn. When but an infant death robbed her of
her mother. Left motherless, other hands tenderly cared for her. Having grown up to womanhood, she
married in her native state Mr. Jonathan Cable. Like many others they sought a home in the West. Moving
to Ohio, they stopped near the headwaters of Yellow Creek, where they engaged in hotel-keeping one year
only. At the expiration of this time, they moved farther Westward, this time locating in Pike Twp., in the
Southern part of Stark Co., making it their future and permanent home, where for seventy-one consecutive
years, on the same farm and on the same spot of ground, she lived. At the time of their removal to this part
of the state it was a "howling wilderness". Having purchased a farm in the woods, they soon had a log house
erected into which they moved ere their house completed. Here they began life in all its frontier ruggedness
and realness. Strength and health, and a will to work , soon made an opening. Here in there Western home
they were not forgetful to entertain the stranger. The Redman here found hospitable entertainment at the
home of the settlers. The needy too, found sympathy and help. The years came and went. Death entered the
home, and he who was father and husband was called from earth, leaving a vacancy in the family circle.
Many long years the mother remained in widowhood, journeying onward alone to the end of life's race and
now her lifeless body lies beside him who long years ago fell asleep. The last hours of the Winter of 1883 will
ever be memorable hours to the children who sat watching by bedside of a beloved and aged mother, the
hands of whose life were rapidly running cut. On the 3rd inet., the mountel remains of one who, by her
Christian kindness, had won many appreciative friends, were solemnly deposited in the grave, beside her
husband who many years since preceded her. There they sleep waiting the Resurrection Morn, when they
who sleep in Jesus shall awake and comes forth. The funeral services were conducted by the pastor, assisted
by Rev. D. Yaust, a long-known and intimate friend of the deceased. The services were held in the Sandyville
Lutheran Church, of which she had for many long years been a worth and faithful member. The long
concourse of people who attended the services evidenced the esteem and love with which the deceased was
respected. Of her it may be truly said, "she came to her grave in full age, like as a shook of corn in his
season". Four sons and one daughter, and many grand and great-grandchildren mourn her departure--their
loss her gain. She will be missed at home, in the church, in the community. As a mother affectionate and
kind; as a Christian, conscientious and faithful; as a neighbor, obliging and sympathetic. May the mantel of
Godliness fall on those who follow after, her virtues emulated, her imperfections forgotten. May the God of
all grace comfort the bereaved, and heal the wound which death has made, by the sanctifying influence of
his Divine grace.
A beautiful March day laid a cheerful wreath of sunshine around her grave near the shadow of a column of
gray granite which marks the resting place of our pioneer parents.
| In Memoriam Elizabeth Crise Cable February 28, 1883 |
| Source: A History of Jonathan Cable Family, by Samuel E. Weaver on file at the Stark County Library Genealogy department |
| This is a photocopy of Elizabeth Crise Cable, my 3rd Great-Grandmother, found in the Genealogy research done by Mrs. Vance Wible MacGregor . The copy is not a great one, but it is still quite telling! |
