Lucy Fearing Willis, dau. of Hon. Nathan Willis, and Lucy his wife, of Pittsfield, Mass., b. March 4, 1799. At the age of 16 Lucy Fearing Willis m., first, George Elkanah Watson, son of Elkanah Watson, of Albany. He d. in about a year, on Jan. 18, 1819, leaving a son, George Charles Delavan Watson. She soon after m. Mr. Larned, in 1823, to whom she had previously been attached. She d. Nov. 12, 1847.

From newspaper abstract, dated 1847:

Died: On Nov. 12, in Pittsfield Mass. at the residence of her father, Gen. Nathan Willis, after a long illness, Mrs. Lucy F. Larned, w/o Col. Benj. F. Larned, Assist. Paymaster Gen., U.S. Army

Taken from the Pittsfield Sentinel Obituaries dated 1847:

Died in this town, on Friday evening, November 12th, at the residence of her father, Gen. Nathan Willis, after a long illness, Mrs. Lucy F. Larned, in the 48th year of her age, wife of Col. Benjamin F. Larned, Assistant Paymaster General U.S. Army.

Although for many years comparatively a stranger in her native village, yet there are many hearts here, as elsewhere, which will be filled with sorrow at this announcement. There are many who remember her as she went forth from among us in time long since past, young, beautiful and beloved, to a distant and stranger city, there to find a new home, ardent friends and sweetest earthly ties. The tribute of unfeigned respect and affection from the home of her adoption attest most fully the loveliness of her life and character.

Possessing most rare personal beauty, she presumed not upon it, but made it rather the handmaid to the superior graces of mind and heart. Refined by the religion of the Blessed Gospel, she constantly practiced and recommended whatsoever things are pure and lovely and of good report. In all the relations of life, she was a bright example of the good and true in woman. As a daughter and sister, she was mild, affectionate and kind. As a wife and mother, faithful, loving and tender. As a Christian and friend, fearing God and doing good as she had opportunity. Both as the wife and mother of an officer in our gallant army, many a noble woman's heart, all our land over, will know how to appreciate her trials and anxieties in the past few months, greatly enhanced as they have been by delicate health, but borne with unfailing cheerfulness and meek submission to the Devine will.

Death came suddenly at last, but found her not unprepared, and long will those permitted to be present at the sacred honor of her departure, remember the meek but firm faith, the perfect peace, and the deep touching, affection of those last hallowed hours.

"The Lord of Death
With love benignant smil'd,
And gently on her head his blessing laid--
As sweetly as a child
Whom neither tho't disturbs, nor care encumbers,
Tired with long play, at close of summer day,
Lies down and slumbers--
Even thus, as sweet a boon of sleep partaking,
She sunk to rest!
Blessed that sleep! More blessed was the waking!
For on that night a heavenly morning broke!
The light of Heaven was round her when she woke."

{We are requested to ask the Washington Union, Boston Poet, and Albany Argus to notice the death of Mrs. Larned.-- Eds. Of the Sen.}