Mrs. Charles S. Beck (Lillie S. Varney) Obituary - Carroll County Independent - 10 May 1946


Mrs. Charles S. Beck1

A 19th Century Horse Drawn Carriage Hearse. Image from Carriage Musuem of America2


The community was saddened to learn of the death of Mrs. Charles S. Beck on Monday evening, April 29 after a short illness. The youngest daughter of Moses and Loretta Varney, she was born on July 18 1857, in the homestead where she died. Her father, a carpenter, having remodeled the original building. It was in this same home she was married to Charles S. Beck, when a young woman and whom she survived by eleven years.

She was of a deeply religious nature and a member and constant attendant of the Chocorua Baptist Church, where in spite of her handicap of deafness, her presence and sweet smile were an inspiration to pastor and congregation alike. The fact that she was isolated in more recent years by lameness in addition to her deafness served only to heighten her innate move of nature, which shoed itself in her beautiful flowers, houseplants and her daily care of birds.

She was also gifted in writing poetry an appropriate poem follows this obituary.

Her devotion to her sister, Mrs. Carrie Gibson, who has been a member of the family for many years and more recently in failing health, has been outstanding.

A keen interest in everything pertaining to the community of her neighbors, she in turn was loved by all.

Survivors beside the sister is a niece, Mrs. Charles Gibson, who has faithfully cared for the two aged sisters in the home a grand niece and nephew.

Funeral services were held in the Chocorua Church on Thursday afternoon with the Rev. Alvin Rowland, assisted by the Rev. Thomas Scammon officiating.

Burial was in the family lot in the Chocorua Cemetery, where she was laid to rest amidst a profusion of beautiful flowers.

 

 

My Sunset Fancy 

By Lillie Beck

Tonight as I sat at my window 
While the west was all agleam 
With that strange and wonderful splendor 
That is fleeting as a dream.

I thought that the hands of angels 
Had flung Heaven's gateways wide 
And I caught some glimpse of the glory 
From the hills on the other side.

Is it not a comforting fancy 
This sunset thought of mine; 
That always the gates of Heaven 
Swing open at the days decline.

That those whose work is all ended 
From our earthly woes and ills 
May pass to the peace and gladness 
That crown the beautiful hills.

Perhaps while I sat there dreaming 
Of the gateway in the west 
Some weary ones went homeward 
To a long and endless rest.

Went in through the sunset gateway 
To the city paved with gold 
To dwell in the hills of heaven 
And to be no longer old.

When for me the sunset gateway 
At the days decline shall enclose 
And I shall enter through its portals 
To a long and sweet repose.

I know that I shall remember 
In that land so fair and far 
My strange and beautiful fancy 
Of the sunset gates ajar.


References

1 Carroll County Independent - Friday, May 10, 1946 - pg. 7.

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2 Plate No. 18. Hearse. Carriage Monthly June 1885 page 60. Image from Carriage Museum of America. Used with permission. http://www.carriagemuseumlibrary.org/glesenkamp.htm.