We regret to learn that Mrs. Wofford, mother of our esteemed friend and fellow citizen, Gen. Wm. T. Wofford, departed this life, at his residence, a few days since.  No particulars yet obtained.

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June 21, 1867
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“I Am Going Home.”

"I AM GOING HOME"

These were the words of our dear friend, Mrs. Nancy M. Wofford, mother of General W.T. Wofford, who departed this life June 2, 1867, aged 76 years.

Only a few hours before her death when questioned by a friend as to how she felt: she replied not only with Christian resignation, but with happy anticipation of future blessedness illuminating her countenance, "I am going home".

With that sweet emotion of tenderness did she welcome the voice of her Heavenly Father calling her home.

For 40 years, she was a member of the Baptist Church. She evinced a childlike faith in the merits and atonements of our Saviour, and like Mary was delighted when sitting at His feet.

Early in life, she was bereft of the partner of her ___by the cold hand of Death and she, too, being a left a widow, with three small children, two daughters and a son. Yet she ever manifested a Christian Resignation to the Providential dispensation of the Almighty.

Hers, in many respects, was a much induring life; but faith in God sustained her, and when the Soldier Son was twice restored to her embrace, adoring gratitude for his preservation ruled her heart.

A distinguishing feature of her character, was devotion to her former slaves. Only four days before her sickness she walked two miles to administer to their comfort, adding as was her wont ,such instruction as flows from the anxious Christian heart.

To them, and to all, her noble life, her peaceful death speaks to us. O! may we with the same charity and earnest purpose of heart wear the mantle of Love and usefulness for the elevation of others.

To that absent Daughter who was not permitted to secure that last fond look of love; that token of affection, we bid thee be of good cheer; thy mother rests in Heaven. Let this thougth be an incentive to press on in that straight but narrow way that you, too, may be a sharer of that everlasting blessedness.

May the Son, who so nobly administered to her wants in her declining years, who watched with loving tenderness, at the bed-side of death, find solace in the thought that "she has gone to that home where no more trials await her; but where all is Love, she is not dead but has exchanged the dust, toil, and strife of the army on earth for the glory and triumph of the army in Heaven."

May her children and loved ones, and large circle of friends, meet with her "to part no more." H.D.