IN MEMORY

"Our Grandpa and Grandma are with us no more. They have passed over the river. They have gone to a better land where suffering is not known.

Allen Wilson was born June 24, 1807 and departed this life, February 21, 1886 at age 78 years, 10 months and 10 days.

Elizabeth Wilson was born June 24, 1811 and passed away January 25, 1888, at age 77 years, 7 months and 1 day.

While Grandpa was young in years, February 18, 1828, he was married to Elizabeth David. They lived together about 58 years amid sorrows and joys of this life. They raised a large family of children, 14 to be grown and married and two died while infants. They joined the Baptist Church soon after they were married and lived an upright, consistent, Christian life. They will be greatly missed in the congregation of which they belonged. Their seats were never vacant from choice. The community will miss them and their kindness to the poor, both black and white, to whom they were ever ready to help when it was needed.

Especially will they be missed in that home of which they were indeed the stay and comfort to which their children and grandchildren were want to gather. Always with assurance of a glad welcome and a happy time.

Dead can they be! No, they have only gone up higher to live through Eternity.

Grandpa was crippled, February 19, 1886, and lived only 47 hours afterwards. He said he was going to die. Sent for all the children living near. He was consious until the last. He asked them not to grieve for him, their loss would be his eternal gain. His last words, "Have my children come?"

Grandma was left alone in a feeble condition to meet the battle of her life for herself. Her health continued bad until a short time ago when she began to decline. The doctor was called in but she still grew worse until the 25th of January, 1888, when she passed over the river. She was willing, ready and anxious to die. She said her suffering did not change her mind, that she would soon be home sweet home.

We who are left behind, ought not to wish them back again, but should strive to make our calling and election sure that we may finally enter through the gates into the Holy City.
1888
By Ada Bridges
Alexandria, Tennessee

Daughter of Isaiah and Susannah David.