Sunday morning the messenger of death called at the home of G.S. Allen of Redlawn, and checked up his earthly life accounts. On finding the record clear, He gave him a passport to the country from which no return passages are granted. He is now in a house not built by hands. His work on earth is finished. The Master had need of him. What a wonderful consolation to his family to know he had lived a life that the Master had need of. S. G. (Sam) Allen, as he was familiarly called, was a good citizen, an upright man and lived during the 70 years allotted to him as near to God as was in his power. He did not have riches to give in doing deeds of goodness, but with a willing heart and hand he did what he could. The family circle is broken. Life won’t ever seem the same. The dear wife, eight children, three brothers and two sisters were with him when the messenger called and seemingly they heard the swish of his wings when his spirit went home to God and they saw only his lifeless form. God is love. He provides comfort for the broken hearted. In Him the loved ones can find solace, and one day a reunion where there will be no more separations will be had around the Great White throne. The remains were laid away in Palestine cemetery Monday afternoon, followed by a large concourse of relatives and friends, with Bro. A.J. McCuistion reading the funeral service. Oakley-Metcalf, Lufkin undertakers, in charge of interment.
Source: The Alto Herald, Alto, Texas, December 10, 1942, Pg. 6, Columns 1-3