Truth. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1901-1908, 1905-03-18

and is being received-well, no one
seems to know exactly how 1t is being
received.
Former Senator Kearns has returned
home and announces that he will de-
vote his time and attention to his
business pursuits, among his several
plans being a trip over the San Pedro.
of which road he will continue for an
other year to be director.
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The Daynes e Romney Piano COM
pany have moved into new quarters at
1927 East First South, and anybody
entering their new place would be sur
prised at the magnificent, spacious
quarters that they are located in. In
deed. the growth of this concern has
been marvellous, starting as they did
in q very unassuming way, until now
they are one of the leading music
houses in the state. They handle some
of the very best makes of pianos and
organs, and they are going to take on
the Victor Talking Machine, which will
be a new branch to their business. Mr..
H. S. Daynes is the manager of the
business, and together with Prof. Evan
Stephens, Prof. Joseph J. Daynes, and
A. r. Christensen makes very COM
plete and competent corps of workers.
DIR. Frank Duifn, police surgeon, of
the city of Denver, was one of the vic
tins of the insane fury of Shissler, the
crazy fiend who rank amuck few
days ago, killing a family, wounding
several people and finally shooting
himself. Beloved and regretted by
everyone who knew him, this brave
man, who was on the scene minister
ing to the wounded and dying when
the fatal bullet hit him, passed away
on Tuesday morning last. 1t was pa
thetic, yet beautiful scene, his going.
He lay surrounded by his family and
loving friends, in the Emergency hos
pital, conscious that his end was near,
yet fearing not. Across the street
someone unconsciously began playing
a piano. Ave Maria" was the strain
and as the soft notes filled the air the
voices of the watchers were hushed.
The dying man listened and smiled as
note after note rippled out on the sun
shine filled air. The player played on
until the end and then broke into the
sweet, sad strain of dear old Beth
any," the hymn quoted by President
Mckinley just before he passed away.
AS the last, soft sound of the instru-
ment quivered on the breeze, the dy
ing man turned toward his wife, and
smiling, said: "Mammie God bless
you; my dear wife," The gentle touch
of the Angel of Death came and as
small cloud hid the face of the sun fo-
one brief instant, the spirit of this
hero went upward to the Father of All.
All but that was death worth dying
How fitting that such a man should
leave in such a manner. Surrounded
by friends, by wife, and children, with
a confidence born of eternal love in
his heart, this knightly gentleman fell
away with no fear of the future and
with blessing on his lips for the one
dearest to him on earth. Who would
not depart this life under such circum-
stances; who would regret going after
having offered himself as a sacrifice
for the benefit of others?
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We delight to speak of the glorious
endings of those who fall in the battle,
with the colors flying over them and
the shouts Of the victors ringing in
their ears; we tell with pardonable
pride of the dying of great men,
whose lives have hean dovotod 70 tho