CHARLES F. ELLIS PASSES AWAY AFTER MONTH'S ILLNESS

ELLIS, GIBSON, GUILFOIL, HOERNER, ALBRIGHT, EASTMAN, BRADLEY, KINDT

Posted By: Mary Lou Miller (email)
Date: 1/22/2005 at 18:05:52

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CHARLES F. ELLIS PASSES AWAY AFTER MONTH'S ILLNESS

After an illness, which followed a paralytic stroke about one month ago, Charles F. Ellis passed away at his home on East Pleasant street about 9:30 o'clock Wednesday evening.
Although Mr. Ellis had not been in good health for a year or over, it was not until about four weeks ago that he found it necessary to discontinue his position as city carrier for the Sentinel. He then went to Monticello to enter the hospital there, but the morning after arrival was stricken with paralysis, and a few days later was brought back to his home here, where he continued to fail until the end came.

Mr. ELLIS was born in South Fork township west of Hurstville on November 21, 1873, and spent all of his early life in this vicinity. He was united in marriage in 1897 to Miss Maude GIBSON, who passed in May of the following year. On June 19, 1899, he was married to Miss Elizabeth GUILFOIL at Anamosa, Ia., and to this union three children were born, Mrs. Mary HOERNER of Zwingle, James W. Jr., and Carriebelle at home, all of whom with the devoted wife mourn the loss of a kind husband and father. Mr. Ellis also leaves his father, one brother, Frank E., of this city, and three sisters, Mrs. Jessie ALBRIGHT of Des Moines, Mrs. Belle EASTMAN of near Delmar and Mrs. Nellie BRADLEY of Maquoketa.

Mr. Ellis with his family moved to the south a number of years ago, but after a few years' residence there returned to the ciry. For sixteen years he ably represented the Clinton Advertiser in this vicinity, and later took up the same line of work with the Clinton Herald. About a year ago he began his work as city carrier for the Jackson Sentinel and faithfully performed his work until ill health compelled his to discontinue.

Charley was a kind-hearted man, over ready to grant favors and glad to do good when opportunity arose. he was an honored member of Helion Lodge No. 36, A. F. & A. M., and Woo- Camp No. 161, M. W. A.

Funeral services will be held at 10 o'clock Saturday morning form the Reformed church, the Masonic service being used. Interment will be made in the ESGATE CEMETERY.

The following verses may or may not have been printed previously. They are NOT given herewith to start trouble but because they have been lying on Charley KINDT'S desk and getting on his nerves for some time and he wants them out of the way. If you know the tune of "The Wearin' of the Green" you can sing this one. We hope it doesn't come true but it ain't it a fine poem?

The Kaiser's cows are grazing

Where the shamrocks used to grow,
How long they'll pasture on the green

There's no one seems to know.
If we should judge the future

By what happened in the past,
There'll be no grass for Doran's jackass

Where the shamrocks used to grow.

Oh, Johnny Bull, Oh, Johnny Bull,

What are you going to do?
You said that you would like the Dutch

And now it's up to you.
If you don't get a hustle on,

There's one thing you should know;
They'll be raising plants for sauerkraut

Where the shamrocks used to grow.

Oh, Kaiser Bill, Oh, Kaiser Bill,

I see him on his way
With a load of Dutch Limburger Cheese

Upon our Dublin Bay,
I feel sorry for the Irish;

It will break their hearts, I know,
To say their prayer in German

Where the shamrocks used to grow.

There's no use of them fighting,

There's no need of home rule.
As they'll be speaking German soon

In every Irish school,
I feel sorry for the Irish;

It will be a hard, sad blow
To hear that dear old German band

Where the shamrocks used to grow.

They'll take old Blarney castle,

Tear down it's ivy arch.
And have the Kaiser's birthday

On the Seventeenth of March.
The poor cats of Kilkenny

Will scratch their heels and go
When Limburger cheese fills the breeze

Where the shamrocks used to grow.

The dear Lakes of Kilkarney

They'll fill with German carp,
And music from the German band

Will soon replace the harp.
Our beloved Daniel O'Connell

Will take his grave and go
When he finds out there is sauerkraut

Where the shamrocks used to grow.

The names of the O'Haras

O'Connors and O'Moore,
Will change to Schultz and Shneider,

When the Kaiser gets the floor.
So look out for the Germans

They'll put noodles in the stew,
Corn beef and cabbage will be gone

Where the three leaf shamrock grew.