Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1901-08-08
"I'll sing one song for my old Kentucky
home,
For my old Kentucky home, far away"

III sing one song for my old Kentucky
home,
For my old Kentucky home, far away"
From the rolling hills Of old Kentucky
where the waving blue grass shimmers
In a southern sun, there has come a
merry party Of newspaper men
with their wives and their sweethearts
to take possession Of Salt Lake City,
This morning they have been not alone
the guests of the Utah Press associa-
ton, whom they came to visit, but the
people Of Salt Lake in and out Of the
craft, have been happy and proud to
receive them and to do them honor
''The City Of the Saints has opened It's
doors and extended hand Of warmest
welcome
In performing this service, there has
been a cordially and heartiness of
such genuine nature that there can be
no mistake in the minds Of visiting
Kentuckylans as to the regard in which
their fair state is held. There has been
little element Of pride, too, in show
ing these from the south the historic
points OF interest which link the Salt
Lake Of the old days with the present
growing metropolis Of the great West
Much interest was manifested by the
visitors in the sights Of the city and
the questions asked were far more intel.
ilgent than are the usual run Of tour
istss interrogations.
All morning long and through the af-
ternoon, the scribblers from the Blue
Grass state have fairly owned
the city. Up and down East
Temple street, in and out and
around the Temple grounds. the lttls
red badges which they wear have been
the passport to hospitality. And they
have done their part, too, in making
the occasion Of their visit to Salt Lake
a pleasant one Formally is word
practically unknown in their lexicon,
and they have surrendered themselves
to the program arranged by the press
with a willingness that was refreshing,
One crowd Of news writers. in which
there was more than one gray head,
went along First South after the Tab
ernaele recital singing. as only south
erners sing. that tender song, MY Old
Kentucky Home" The fact that the
street was crowded with marketers
didn't deter them from their little sere-
made. and the people regarded them
with smiling interest.
The program arranged for their en-
tertainment was, too, one In which
there was little formalty and an abun.
dance of chances to form acquaint-
ances. This morning at o'clock re-
ception begin at the Kenyon which az.
torded ample opportunity for the mem
bers OF the Utah Press association and
their friends TO meet the editors from
the bourbon state. The parlors Of the
hotel were crowded for nearly two
hours, most enjoyable morning being
spent.
The reception over, the party adj
iourned In struggling couples and threes
and crowds TO the tabernacle. 10 listen
10 the great organ, as played by Prof
Mcclellan. That II was a surprise Ia
the visitors, who have listened so otter
10 the soft southern melodies that float
across the manor when the warm
summer evening comes on and the
dusk gathers thick around the old plan
tation porch, would be putting II in
far too mild terms TO express the truth.
Prof Mcclellan was at his best. and
as the tones filed the big building. now
pitiful and low like the quiet sobbing
OF little child, and now sonorpus and
thrilling with tine "Nox humana,
looks Of surprise first came over the
features OF the visitors. followed by
intense interest. AT the conclusion OF
each number, there was the buzz OF
conversation heard among the Ken
tuckians. and words OF admiration were
expressed on every side.
This Is the grandest thing | ever
heard" said one man from the Blue
Grass state IT'S wonderful. / will
never forget IT,"
When the the familiar tones Of way
Down South In Dixie"-familiar even
to those Of the North and the West
came rolling out from the big organ,
the enthusiasm OF the Kentuckians
could hardly be contained. Beautiful
girls with dancing eyes nodded their
heads In time to the music and
hummed the words. "Dixie" is a dash
ing song, and as played this morning
by Prof Mcclellan. II fairly bro rht
the crowd to It's feet.
The usual crowd OF local music low
ers was there. glad they had come. for
the recital wCs one OF the best that has
ever been given. II was interesting.
too. 20 watch the looks Of interest on /
the faces OF the visitors and note their |
changing expressions. the index 10 their /
emotions.
That they were deeply touched by the |
music was evidenced by the remarks |
made BY Judge Kelly OF BardstoWn az /
the conclusion ~ -~gram. As the /
people arose 10 GO, President d. =. Felt |
OF the Utah association stepped for /
ward and announced that Judge Kelly /
would like 10 say "a few words
The Judge. who looks Tor all the world .
like the southern gentleman In the
plays. was standing In the center OF ths
gallery. and was heard distinctly in
every part OF the big building
"Our friends ~ Utah, he began, and
everybody paused TO listen. From my .
old Kentucky home comes a voice tell
ing me 90 thank this people FOR the cor
dlaliiy and the hospitality they have I
shown Ms since we arrived IN your fair
city. We cannot say enough 10 thank
you. We cannot say too much In praise
NJ Utah. When we return o. our homes
In Kentucky. Il WIN be with the hope /
that We have established friendships !
hat viii not be broken We are stranE- |
ers no longer-let us not be strangers
again. IN behalf - ,hc Kentucky Press
association. I wish 10 thank the press
and the people OF Utah"
THE ORGAN RECITAL.