|Birth: ||Jul. 1, 1805|
|Death: ||Feb. 27, 1879|
Same stone as husband John Brady.
Mrs. Mary Ann Brady, Aged 74 Years,
Enters Through the Golden Gate,
Into the Great City of the Blessed, After
Fifty Years of a Christian Life.
The GAZETTE is called upon this morning to chronicle the decease of Mrs. Mary Ann Brady, aged 74 years. She died at 12 o'clock night before last, of pneumonia, after a short illness, at the residence of her son, John T. Brady, on the Stiger's farm, southeast of the city. She was born and grew to womanhood in Lincoln county, Ky., and came to this county in 1851 with her husband, John Brady, who is 78 years old. She has been residing in the lower part of the county with her husband until a few weeks ago, when they came to live with their son, John T., where they still resided at time of her death. Her husband is the son of Mrs. Elizabeth Pope, who died a few months ago, aged 104 years. She has been a member of the Christian church for over fifty years and has always lived the life of a true, devoted Christian woman. There never lived in Buchanan county two better people than Mrs. Brady and her husband. They have a large circle of friends who will deeply regret her loss. As a noble Christian woman, none stood higher or paid more reverence to the duties of the church as taught by the Master. The funeral will tike place to-day, from Union church, ten miles south of the city. Elder J. J. Wyatt will preach the funeral sermon. She leaves her husband, two daughters and four sons to mourn her loss. Let the following sweetly, beautifully sad lines be read to her memory:
I AM DYING.
Raise my pillow, husband, dearest-
Faint and fainter comes my breath;
And these shadows stealing slowly,
Must, I know, be those of death;
Sit down close beside me, darling,
Let me clasp your warm, strong hand,
Yours, that ever has sustained me,
To the borders of this land.
For your God and mine-our Father,
Thence shall ever lead us on;
Where upon a throne eternal,
Sits His loved and only Son;
I've had visions and been dreaming
O'er the past of joy and pain;
Year by year I've wandered backward,
Till I was a child again.
Dreaming of girlhood, and the moment
When I stood your wife and bride,
How my heart thrilled love's triumph,
In that hour of woman's pride,
Dreaming of thee and all the earth chords
Firmly twined around my heart-
O, the bitter, burning anguish,
When I first know we must part.
It has passed, and God has promised
All thy footsteps to attend;
He that's more than friend and brother,
He'll be with you to the end;
There's no shadow o'er the portals
Leading to thy heavenly home-
Christ has promised life immortal,
And 'tis He that bids me come.
St. Joseph Daily Gazette, February 28, 1879, page 4
John Brady (1801 - 1880)
Mary A. Brady Critchfield (1829 - 1897)*
Susan Brady Rogers (1831 - 1898)*
Andrew B. Brady (1833 - 1910)*
John T. Brady (1837 - 1922)*
Henry Harrison Brady (1841 - 1917)*
July 1, 1805
Feb. 27, 1879
Created by: Lesa Pfrommer
Record added: Aug 16, 2002
Find A Grave Memorial# 6689504