FAG contributor, Jim Gillis, has provided this Obituary.

Rockville, Indiana, Wednesday, February 1, 1905, page 1

Obituary

MARY ELIZABETH ALLBRIGHT ADAMS

Mary Elizabeth Allbright was born near Jessup, March 29, 1858, died January 21, 1905, age 46 years, 9 months and 22 days.

She married to William D. Adams August 19, 1877. To this union were born two children--Elmer and Mary Ethel, the latter dying in September, 1899, while yet a child. It seemed as if this death would break the mother's heart and had it not been for the trust she had in her blessed Christ, she would never have been reconciled. The death of her son, which occurred only three days before, would have been a great shock to her had she been in a condition to realize it, and yet, throughout her illness she asked persistently for him with the interest that only a mother can feel.

She united with the Missionary Baptist church at Friendly Grove in February, 1873, to which she remained a true, consistent member until her death. She was always ready to do her duty, and to help those in need.

Of her father's family of eleven children, she is the first (with the exception of one who died in infancy) to break the family circle. While she will always be missed by the bereaved brothers and sisters, yet she had gone to a better world and there she will be joined by those who follow her one by one and are many years at most that circle will again be complete, where poarting and tears are never known.

A strange coincidence connected with this death is the fact that she was taken sick upon the same day of the same month as her mother, who departed this life just nine years before, and at the same hour and place, nine years ago, the family was fathered around their beloved mother. In the meetings which closed only a few days before her death, she took an active part, and on Wednesday before she took sick she had said: "I want to so live that when death comes I can say "Come, welcome death, I will gladly go with thee." And we know that if she had known of her son's death, she would have prayed for the end to come. In her death the family is completely broken, the father being left alone to bear this load of grief. And those who have gone before are beckoning to him to join them in that home where parting is no more. The father had lost all that made life worth living; the church has lost a faithful, consistent member, and the community a helpful and obilging friend.

Her son's obituary, appeared directly below her's in the newspaper.