The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1895-01-19

BUTTE, Jan. 1s.--The citizens of Butte
and of Montana paid their tribute of re-
spect to-day to the victims and the heroes
of Tuesday nights explosion. All day
long the funeral bell tolled and when
placed beneath the ground. 1t was day
of unspeakable sadness. The sun smiled
from a clear sky but the bright sunshine
seemed a mockery while every heart was
filled with gloom and every eye was
dimmed with tears. Funeral honors,
however imposing, are little recompense
for death so terrible, yet it may be slight
satisfaction to be able TO say that every
mark of respect and honor to that hu-
manlty can bestow upon its dead marked
to-day's pageant, and in solemn grandeur
n we'll rs in touching sadness the funeral
was never paralleled in the Northwest.
lie was less than man who could watch
the long line of hearses and the longer
line of slow moving carriages filled with
mourning widows and children, without
tears filling his eyes and sob filling his
throat.
WITH MILITARY HONoRS.
1t was proper that the dead of Tuesday
night should be buried with military
honors, for never we're braver men buried
from any battlefield. There had been no
effort to make the funeral spectacle. In
its very simplicity, as it moved by the
shortest route from the city hall to tho
cemetery, it formed a sight most impress
i've and most affecting. The muffled
drums, the sad strains of the funeral
dirge, the solemn tollIng of the bell which
began when the last journey began and
did not cease until the last clod had been
placed over the bodies of tho dead fire
men, lowered flags and tho funeral draped
fire wagons, added to the solemn sadness
of the occasion and deepened the sorrow
in every heart. There was never in Butte's
history larger crowd in it's streets and
there was not a smile in all Butte to-day.
BUTTE OBSERVED THE DAY.
No legal holiday was ever more closely
observed in Butte than was this day, set
apart by general consent as day to be
devoted to the honor of the city's dead.
Every store and Office was closed. Every
saloon locked its doors during the after
noon. No business. private or official,
was transacted. Every flag in the city
was raised half way up the flag pole.
Hundreds of people came from out of
town, not with the idea of seeing a pa
geant or spectacle, but they came in
order to do honor to the dead who were
worthy of all honor. Twenty-Five thou
sand people crowded the streets through
which the procession passed, and fully
1900 men were in line. And in all the
multitude there was not laugh or an idle
word. for the dead were there, and aver
did deeper respect, sincerer regret, (, low
any dead 10 the grave than to-day fol-
lowed the heroes and the victims of the
night of Jan. 10 to their final resting
place.
MANY SAD SIGHTS.
There we're many sights in the sad pro-
cession to induce solemnity even in the
most thoughtless, the six hearses, the
two dead wagons improvised as hearses,
and the big band wagon covered with
Grape. drawn by four white horses, carry
ing nine collins, we're alone an impress
sive scene.
In a small casket IN one of the dead
wagons had been placed the fragments of
heroic manhood picked up far and near
around the scene of the explosion. So
shattered were the arms and legs, the
pieces of breast and the scraps of skull.
that no Identification OF any of the frag-
menls had been possible. But it is
naturally supposed that the fragments
are all that are left Of Chief Cameron and
his brave men, sam Ash, Dave Moses
aud n =. N1-.in-, blown into a thousand
pieces by the sIau- force. which lay as an
unseen and trcacherous enemy before
them. Admiring friends had tenderlv