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William Riley Allee

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William Riley Allee

Birth
Indiana, USA
Death
22 Jan 1934 (aged 82)
Lynnville, Jasper County, Iowa, USA
Burial
Lynnville, Jasper County, Iowa, USA Add to Map
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Husband of: Ella Mae (Macy), Father to: Abbie Lena, Lexie Catherine, Leonard B.

The Grinnell Herald

RILEY ALLEE OF LYNNVILLE DIES
(By a Staff Correspondent)

Lynnville, Ia., Jan. 30, Special:

William Riley Allee, son of Jacob and Katherine Allee, was born in Knightstown, Ind., May 28, 1851 and departed this life Jan. 22, 1934, aged 82 years, 7 months and 25 days. The first thirteen years of his young life were spent in Knightstown and afterward he moved with his parents, settling in Hamilton, Mo. At the age of 22 years he came to Iowa, locating in Lynn Grove township. Two years later he was united in marriage to Ella Macy, Aug. 5, 1875. To this union were born three children, Abbie, dying in 1902, Lexie in 1918. The wife and son, Leonard, are left to mourn their loss, together with seven grandchildren and nine great grandchildren and a host of friends. He was converted early in life. During his illness he was a patient sufferer and said he was trusting in Jesus.

Funeral services were held in the Friends church Thursday afternoon, Jan. 25, in charge of Rev. Giles Youngquist. Music was furnished by Mrs. Will Allee, Mrs. Harvey Gause, A.T. Gifford and Charles Potter, accompanied by Mrs. A.F. Quire. The quartet sang "In the Garden" and "Voices in Glory are Calling for Me." Mrs. Helen Gause sang "Have Thine Own Way, Lord, Have Thine Own Way." Pallbearers were Oran Allee, Ozro Dearinger, Harry Lincoln and Vern McFarlin, all grandsons, and Harold Macy and Howard Macy, nephews. Burial was in the Friends cemetery. Moana McFarlin, 9 years of age, wrote the following poem as a tribute to her great-grandfather:

My Great-Grandfather has gone
away.
Maybe he will come back and see
me some day;
He is going to stay up in Heaven so far away,
Maybe I will go up in Heaven
some day,
Together my grandfather and I
will play.
I can still hear him say,
"How happy we were in those
olden days,"
But he says these are my happier
days,
But when he says this how the
music plays--
Singing the songs of his childhood
days;
My grandfather gets tears in his
eyes of joy,
But I said you were once a won-
derful boy.



Husband of: Ella Mae (Macy), Father to: Abbie Lena, Lexie Catherine, Leonard B.

The Grinnell Herald

RILEY ALLEE OF LYNNVILLE DIES
(By a Staff Correspondent)

Lynnville, Ia., Jan. 30, Special:

William Riley Allee, son of Jacob and Katherine Allee, was born in Knightstown, Ind., May 28, 1851 and departed this life Jan. 22, 1934, aged 82 years, 7 months and 25 days. The first thirteen years of his young life were spent in Knightstown and afterward he moved with his parents, settling in Hamilton, Mo. At the age of 22 years he came to Iowa, locating in Lynn Grove township. Two years later he was united in marriage to Ella Macy, Aug. 5, 1875. To this union were born three children, Abbie, dying in 1902, Lexie in 1918. The wife and son, Leonard, are left to mourn their loss, together with seven grandchildren and nine great grandchildren and a host of friends. He was converted early in life. During his illness he was a patient sufferer and said he was trusting in Jesus.

Funeral services were held in the Friends church Thursday afternoon, Jan. 25, in charge of Rev. Giles Youngquist. Music was furnished by Mrs. Will Allee, Mrs. Harvey Gause, A.T. Gifford and Charles Potter, accompanied by Mrs. A.F. Quire. The quartet sang "In the Garden" and "Voices in Glory are Calling for Me." Mrs. Helen Gause sang "Have Thine Own Way, Lord, Have Thine Own Way." Pallbearers were Oran Allee, Ozro Dearinger, Harry Lincoln and Vern McFarlin, all grandsons, and Harold Macy and Howard Macy, nephews. Burial was in the Friends cemetery. Moana McFarlin, 9 years of age, wrote the following poem as a tribute to her great-grandfather:

My Great-Grandfather has gone
away.
Maybe he will come back and see
me some day;
He is going to stay up in Heaven so far away,
Maybe I will go up in Heaven
some day,
Together my grandfather and I
will play.
I can still hear him say,
"How happy we were in those
olden days,"
But he says these are my happier
days,
But when he says this how the
music plays--
Singing the songs of his childhood
days;
My grandfather gets tears in his
eyes of joy,
But I said you were once a won-
derful boy.





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