MEAD.- On May 6th, Mary Elizabeth Dayton, wife of Solomon Mead, of Greenwich, Conn., in the 61st year of her age. Funeral services at her late residence on Saturday, May 8th, at 4 o'clock, on arrival of the 3.03 p.m. train from New York.
Mary Elizabeth Mead
Mrs. Mary Elizabeth Mead, wife of Solomon Mead, died in New York on Thursday, May 6, aged 61 years. She had been in feeble health for some time and with remarkable fortitude bore her sufferings. Of a kind and cheerful disposition, she had endeared herself to a large circle of relatives and friends. Her husband and seven children who survive her, have their deep sympathy.
She was the daughter of David Dayton. Her children are Abram N. Mead, of California; Mrs. Judson I. Wood, of Ilion, N.Y., Mrs. A.I. Mead, of Greenwich; Mrs. B.M. Wright, of Orange, Conn.; Mr. S. Cristy Mead, of New York; Mr. Everett and Miss Sarah Mead, of Greenwich.
Funeral services will be held at her late residence on North Maple avenue to-day on the arrival of the 3.03 train from New York.
The following communication expressing sympathy and the estimation in which she was held by her friends, has been handed to us for publication:
"All who knew her gentle and retiring life and the heroism with which she had borne years of pain and all she had been enabled to be to her own family, and to her many friends, were deeply pained to learn of the death of Mrs. Solomon Mead on Thursday, May 6.
"Not in robust health for many years, yet always serene and uncomplaining; not of a temperament under any conditions, perhaps to have cared too much for society, so-called, caring always, most of all, to do the duty that lay nearest to her and to serve and bless to the utmost those whom God had given to her in special trust, devoted and tender and self-forgetful as only a most rare mother can be, faithful and gentle as a wife and reliable and loyal as a friend and neighbor. She served her day and generation as God gave her opportunity and gone forward bearing with her a wealth of love from her own family that few mothers receive, and that must increase as the years go on, and the tender memory of all who knew her gentle and brave life. And so, "Sleep sweetly, gentle soul, in peace." J.C.R.