
Well I did another one. This obit for Elma Arila Boston was in such bad shape that I endevered to try to figure it out. Here's my best try:
MRS. WILLIAM DAUGHERTY
Death Takes Lucas County Lady After an Illness of Two Years
With deep regret, we note the death of Mrs. Wm. Daugherty, which occurred at her home near Lacona on Sunday (morning?) July 31, 1927, at the age of 65 years, 5 months, and 28 days after an illness covering a period of two years. All that medical skills and loving hands could do was done to ???? her to health, but to no avail and death came as a welcome release.
????? largely attended funeral service conducted by Rev. L.G. Channel (sp) at the Lacona M. E. church were held in Liberty Center on Tuesday afternoon at two o’clock after which the remains were laid to rest in the Liberty Center cemetery.
Elma Arila Boston, the only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. C. Boston, was born in Washington county, Iowa, on February 3, 1862. She moved with her parents when a child to Liberty Center , Iowa, where she grew to womanhood. She was married to William Daugherty on June 20, 1881. To this union eleven children were born, ten whom are living. One preceded her in death when an infant. Those surviving her are Mr. Myra Oliver of Fairfield, Iowa; Don, Frank and Stanley Daugherty and Mrs. Lottie (or Dottie?) Putz of Lacona, Iowa; Mrs. Ethel Miller and Mrs. Mary Benway, of Chariton; Mrs. Gladys Ensley of St. Joseph, Mo; Lara Daugherty of Enders, Nebraska; and Mrs. Maude Stoneking at home. Her companion of forty-six years also survives her as well as 27 grandchildren and one great grandchild, also three brothers, Jud, David, and Marion Boston, of Lucas, Iowa. The ????? a loving mother and neighbor always ready to help in need. She was ready and waiting for the Savior’s call. The ?xm?a??? of ?nn??er? ???????? will be extended to the growing ones. All of the children were present at the last sad rites except Lara of Enders, Neb. Who was unable to be here.
Call not back the dear departed, anchored safe where storms are o’er. On the border land we leave them. Soon to meet and part no more.
When we leave this world of (worry?) We shall find all missed loved ones in our Father’s mansion fair.
