Maria Dunn Roberts
Maria (DUNN) ROBERTS and Elizabeth (ROBERTS) AUSTIN. These were Death Folds Mother and Daughter in One Embrace. It is seldom that a family is called to mourn the loss of two of its members at the same time and few people are ever called upon to attend the last sad rites of two departed friends at the same hour and in the same church. But God in His wisdom, took Mrs. Maria Roberts and her daughter Mrs.Elizabeth Austin within a few hours of each other, and the family is doubly stricken.
Both had been closely identified with New Boston for half a century. It is a sad blow, not only to their children, but to their many near friends.
Mrs. H. H. ROBERTS
Mrs. Maria DUNN Roberts was born March 11, 1832, and died at her home here in New Boston Monday morning, December 9, 1907, after an illness of about three weeks. She was the daughter of Mrs. and Mrs. Thomas Dunn and was born in Erie, PA., and moved to Illinois in 1858. She was united in marriage to Henry Roberts September 28, 1859, at the residence of Tyler McWhorter at Pomeroy.
To them three children were born, a daughter who died in infancy, and two sons, Richard Roberts and Ernest A. Roberts. Ernest died a year ago the 30th of November. Richard survives his mother. Mrs. Roberts leaves Richard, his wife, Mrs. Letta Stevens Roberts, and son Henry, Mrs. Emma Brock Roberts, wife of Ernest, and Marshall Roberts, of State Center, Iowa, all of whom were with her in her last illness to comfort her in every way possible. Her daughter, Mrs. Elizabeth Dennison Austin, was with her in her sickness at first but was taken down and died Saturday evening.
Mrs. Roberts leaves one brother and one sister, C. A. Dunn, of Denver, Colorado, and Mrs. Lucinda Hays of Canon City. She also leaves two half sisters and half brothers, Mrs. Josephine Woods of Chicago, Miss Anna Dunn and Joseph Dunn, of Salsburg, Missouri, and Harley Dunn, of Ohio. Henry Roberts, her husband, died January 28, 1903. For years, he and his wife were prominent characters in New Boston life. Since his death, Mrs. Roberts has been patiently waiting for her Master’s call, fully confident that the call meant to live with her departed ones a life far broader and more beautiful that it is possible for human beings to imagine.