Isaac Newton Williams
Enterprise-Courier, Charleston, MO, Thursday, June 24, 1915
Isaac Newton Williams, a highly respected citizen, departed this life May 25th at his home in Diehlstadt,Mo., of a complication of diseases. He was loved and honored by all who knew him. He was a devoted father and faithful husband, and always a true Christian, having belonged to Rusell Church for a number of years, where he was Sunday School Superintendent for quite a while. He was faithful to his church and people. He will be sadly missed in this community where he has for so long resided. God knew best when he called him home from all his sufferings. He is now rejoicing in the great beyond where there will be no more sickness, no more sorrow and death. He was always true to Jesus who was his loyal Keeper. Every little child loved and honored him, because they knew he was a good Christian man. It sadly grieves the community to give him up but our Lord and Keeper had a little place beyond where joy and peace resides. He will be sadly missed in Prayer Meeting and all religious work where his shining face was always aglow with God's love. He left to sadly mourn his loss a devoted Christian wife, one daughter, Mrs. Mable Heselrode, wife of Bob Heselrode, three sons John, Charley and Clarence, and a number of grandchildren and a host of friends, who followed him to his last resting place, May 26th. He was also survived by one brother "Uncle " Jim Williams, who failed to arrive untill after the burial. His funeral was held at Russell Church where he had been a member so long. Rev. Levi Bess held the funeral services, his funeral procession having been the longest that ever left Russell Church, of over seventy vehicles. He was presented with a beautiful wreath by Russell Sunday School Children, also a pretty wreath from Mrs. Hut Sutherland. We extend our heart felt sympathy to the bereaved.
                        A face from us is gone,
                                A voice that we loved is still;
                        A place is vacant in that home,
                                That we can never fill.
                                                    Written by a friend,
                                                        Mrs. Ina Coker
Contributed by: Nona Dochterman (5/19/98)