The daily sentinel., 1908-10-03

'ouuChieiOTu, OI SrFauu junction,
Colorado, at the interment of
Agnes Hoei Shores, deceased
wife of G w. Shores, at Gun
nison. Colorado, this fifteenth
day of September, nineteen hum
dred and eight, A. ID.
At the foot of this dead body, |
desire to say few words in COM
memoration of her life and of her
character. In the fifty-ninth year
of her age she has been called to her
long rest. What those years of life
brought to her, and what she gave to
others, will be a treasure we will
leave to memory and the silent heart.
find no words adequate today to ex-
press my appreciation of the charac-
ter of this woman. l believe if
were to attempt to say anything false
in her memory that she would con-
denim me in her spirit while her lips
were silent in this coffin.
She was not born to affluence She
has told me of the struggle which
she had in her infancy; how she had
been compelled to do everything that
was honorable to provide for herself,
and to help provide for those who
were dear to her. l have sometimes
thought that possibly what we know
in her character during her life
migi.. nave been the result of her
earlier experiences; but, upon reflec-
ton. | do not believe it was fact
If she had been born to affluence
believe that the same broad spirit
would have characterized her life
which characterized it as it was upon
this earth. Even though she was
born to poverty. she conquered it,
conquered IL nobly.
husband for many years. She held
up his hands in hours of distress. she
was the one TO whom he could go for
good counsel in all the emergencies
of life. How she aided him and built
up his hopes and gave him courage,
he knows better than any of us.
Now to say that she was charitable
would be something which we all
know, and which need not be repeat
ed. She could have been nothing else
than that. There never was call of
distress from any mortal being that
she did not respond Her life was
like unto tnat of the Arab chief of
whom it was said, when a fugitive
came to his tent at night. he said:
This tent is mine,-but no more
Than ii is Gods; come in and be at
peace;
Freely shalt thou partake of all my
store
AS | of His who buildeth over these
Our tents His glorious roof of night
and day,
And at whose door none ever yet
heard nay"
What the effect OF her life has
been on those of her kindred which
are here today, | need not speak, but
/ do speak of the effect which it had
upon those who were blessed with
her acquaintance; | believe no person
who survives her that ever knew her
in this life will hesitate today to say
that he is a better man or she is a
better woman by reason of this wo-
man having lived upon the face OF
this earth. i do not know that |
could pay a higher tribute to her
memory. Her character was indeed a
beautiful one. If | could compare
her spirit to material things, l would
say that il was like unto some sweet
instrument that gave cheer and hope
to eXait our spirits. II was like unto
some vine. with its rich cluster OF
fruit. rendered to all who came to
partake. Her life was radiant in all
dark places where she came. The
poor had hope when she visited them,
the rich had broader views of life by
association with her. 1t was indeed
a pleasure TO visit her in her distress
] recall many times that | have gone
TO her bedside. when sickness and
distress had marked its deep lines
upon that radiant face. that face
which was aged on account of dis
ease. and yet had that courage pic
tured in IL which ought to give to ev-
cry mortal man courage who looked