Arizona republican., 1901-05-08
QUAINT ARIZONA COMMUNITY.
Deserved Tribute to Samuel Donnelly,
 The Leader, Who Died Recently.

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 A week ago last Sunday, April the End, Samuel Donnelly died at Fair bank. Mir. Donnelly was the creator, ruling spirit and controlling genius of a quaint mining camp in the Huachuca mountains, in the southern part of this territory, There are no more beautiful mountains than the Huachucas; they have magnificent canyons, gushing springs, long slopes. timbered with the evergreen live oak, and frowning crags. marked with mysterious Indian hiero- glyphics.
 Leaving the road at Fairbank and driving across the country about twen- ty miles, you reach Ramsey canyon. Here begins a trail that at a heavy grade ascends many miles, up, up. up into the mountains until you are over eight thousand feet high This is the trail that leads to Copper Glance camp. After the last breathless pull up the very steepest hill of all, you turn sud denly into little basin, surprising you with the life you see here after long miles of the grand solitude of the mountain trail, for here ia concentra- tor, machine shop. houses and tents. Here are happy children and busy wo- men and sturdy men hard at work.
 Reaching the camp at sunset after the tlresome horseback ride over the mountain trail. the hearty welcome giv- en was delightful. This strange mining community comprised at the time Of this visit about fifty souls. Since then the number has nearly doubled. The men worked in the mine Cthe Copper Glance), a silver mine with a trace of copper, hence it's name. and the women were the home keepers-actually one home, though there were sev- eral houses and number of tents, providing sleeping rooms for all. but only two tables. were set for this number. In the lower house the early an irregular meals were prepared for the laborers who had regular homes, while in the upper house the meals were served at other times for the older people, the visitors. and the women and children. The food was the very best that it was possible to transport to such difficult place to reach. and with the exception of ice and fresh fruit. was better than found on the tables of many better situated people.
 Al the close of each day all congre- gated in the large room, of the upper house, and services of a religious and social character are held, Sunday was most strictly kept-all work laid aside and all in the camp meeting for morn- ing service, and after this. eating their Sunday dinner in the adjoining room.
 One of the most remarkable and also one of the best features of tha place was the music. There were a plano. organ, violin, flute and piccolo. with the players and the singers Mrs. Crawford (Katie as We all called her). came from Dodge City, Kansas, where for many years she taught music. She is a most proficient and exquisite player. Will Cushing. tall fine young fellow from Syracuse New York. played both violin and piccolo excellently. and possessed a magnificent baritone. He sang for more than year in the choir of the cathedral in Syracuse before coming to Arizona in search of health. This he had found. as also his conversion to a firm faith in the doctrine as set forth by Brother sam"
 The holding together in harmony ot this band of people was an evidence of the intelligence and power of the lead CT. and this leader was Samuel Don nelly and he died a week ago last Sum- day. He was a Scotchman, and had a stern, assertive. fighting Presbyterian preacher for a father. He was reared in poverty of the uncomplainng. rigid sort, and many cold winter day had eaten nothing but raw turnips for his dinner when at work in the field After his fathers death. when but a lad. ha went to sea and sailed to many coun- tries. For a number of years his life lay in the depths. of degradation. As he told of him:.elf, nothing was too daring or too vile for him to attempt. He drank hard and fought hard and was chiefest among sinners"
 One night in Los Angeles he dropped into q meeting of the Salvation Army. with all other intents than that of praise ard prayer The singing of an old hymn taught him by his mother when a boy touched the bit of good stlll in him. His conversoin was like all his other eXperiences-r.udden. decisive, ag- grec7ive and active. He joined the Presbyterian church. but could not agree upon creed. The Methodists re- jected him and no church in Los AnSe- les had room for such a man. He be- lleved fully in the bible, but interpret ed much of it as symbolical, and always held for the spirit of 1t and not the let ter. For years he read nothing but the bible. and used no help in his study of it. believeirg that God alone was bis guide and helper. His knowledge of the book and his teachings therefrom were marvellous, his soul mission was the turning of men to the Father by an in- | timate and personal acquaintance of the God head. He believed that no soul was lost, but returned to God, who gave it life. but those who new not Christ while on earth could not reign with him | In glory, but were merged into diviui- ty. At the same time Brother Sam" believed firmly and fercely in a per sonal devil, although the ether items in his creed deprived his Satanic majesty of the job generally given him, that of destroying souls.
 Fifteen years ago Samuel Donnelly came to Tombstone to take charge of a | holiness mission. He worked faithfully and hard there for two years, living in direst poverty most of the time. His | first convert was Bert Gattrell. a saloon