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Leon Lester Pence

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Leon Lester Pence

Birth
Croweburg, Crawford County, Kansas, USA
Death
3 Oct 1915 (aged 4)
Pittsburg, Crawford County, Kansas, USA
Burial
Liberal, Barton County, Missouri, USA Add to Map
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Died at the age of 4 years, 9 months, 2 days.

Kim Collie has provided this obituary:

LEON LESTER PENCE
Leon Lester, son of Mr. and Mrs. Virgil Pence, died of appendicitis at the Mt. Carmel Hospital in Pittsburg, Oct 3. Little Lester was born Jan 1, 1911, and died at the age of 4 years, 9 mo., 2 days. Funeral services were held at the home in Croweburg, and the remains were laid to rest in the Shiloh cemetery east of Arcadia. The bereaved family has the heartfelt sympathy of their friends in this community.

Such a little breaking in the sod,
So tiny to be a grave.
Oh, how can I render back to God
The beautiful gift He gave.

Must I put you a way, my pet,
My tender bud unblown,
With dew of morning on you yet,
And your blossom all unshorn?

"Tis a weary world at best--
This world that you'll never know,
Would I waken you out of a perfect rest,
For it's storms and strifes,
Ah, no.

Escaped are it's paths of thorns,
The only path that you have trod,
Is that from a mother's arm,
Into the arms of God.
--His grandmother,
Mrs. E M Smith.
Died at the age of 4 years, 9 months, 2 days.

Kim Collie has provided this obituary:

LEON LESTER PENCE
Leon Lester, son of Mr. and Mrs. Virgil Pence, died of appendicitis at the Mt. Carmel Hospital in Pittsburg, Oct 3. Little Lester was born Jan 1, 1911, and died at the age of 4 years, 9 mo., 2 days. Funeral services were held at the home in Croweburg, and the remains were laid to rest in the Shiloh cemetery east of Arcadia. The bereaved family has the heartfelt sympathy of their friends in this community.

Such a little breaking in the sod,
So tiny to be a grave.
Oh, how can I render back to God
The beautiful gift He gave.

Must I put you a way, my pet,
My tender bud unblown,
With dew of morning on you yet,
And your blossom all unshorn?

"Tis a weary world at best--
This world that you'll never know,
Would I waken you out of a perfect rest,
For it's storms and strifes,
Ah, no.

Escaped are it's paths of thorns,
The only path that you have trod,
Is that from a mother's arm,
Into the arms of God.
--His grandmother,
Mrs. E M Smith.


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