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Show If truth. CHATTER. of rBeing the personal opinions the writer and for which no one else is in any manner responsible.) I this being, Rose, who murdered his wife on Christmas day, has expressed a desire to be railroaded to trial and execution with as little delay as possible. He apparently knows the fate in store for him and wishes to have it over with. Let no man, official or otherwise, place the least obstacle in his path to the executioners rifles, but, I after the forms the law demands have debeen complied with, let him be stroyed, surely and quickly. Society has no niche that he can fill and his proper place is in some unmarked, dishonored and forgotten grave. His crime was so diabolical, so heartless in its character as to warrant the asd cruelty sertion that for of annals in the few parallels has it as classed cannot be It murder. brutal, for no member of the brute creation has ever equalled it in any no hope of heaven, nor fear of hell, if what he says is fact. He shows no contrition, but glories in his act. He has given vent to no expression of sorrow for the woman ho slew, nor the innocent child he so shamefully neglected. So let it be repeated, with emphasis, that the proper course to pursue in liis case is to rush him to his doom as speedily as possible in conformity with established forms of law. & Let none of those who usually sympathize with murderers, voice any pity for this man. Let no one write petitions to the pardoning power, or communications to the press in his behalf. Be it known, oh you tender hearted, who are ever maintaining that men should not be legally executed, that there are unpublishable circumstances connected with this crime that should destroy every vestige of pity for him. Like the story that the wraith of the elder Hamlet might have related, any newspaper man in this city could tell of this being, tales that would not only linot should be brutes The harrow uji the soul and freeze the way. in a disbelief Rose beled. professes blood, but which would so incite the a future state; asserts that when he passions of men and women that were dies that will be all of him. He has a plan proposed to burn the wretched cold-bloode- . ms a. -- -- T THE SCENIC LINE TO and all points east r -- -i Connecting at Ogdon Union Depot with all Southern Pacific and Oregon Short Lino Trains. The only Transcontinental Lino passing directly through Salt Lake City. SPLENDIDLY FAST TRAINS DAILY EQUIPPED BETWEEN OGDEN AND Tit Thwt Separata and Dlatlnat Beetle DENVER Bootee. Through Pullman and Ordinary Sleeping Cars to Denver, Omaha, Kansas Oity, St. Louis and Chicago without change. Free reclining ffhair cars. Personally Conducted Excursions. Dining Cars, service a la Carte on all through trains. For rates, folders, free Illustrated booklets, etc., Inquire of you tleket agent, specifying the Rio Orsade route, or address L A. BENTON, G. At P. D. monster at the stake, few voices would be heard crying out Desist, desist. His was a crime so awful, so devilish, so fiendish, so terrible that death In its common form is by far too mild a punishment. We sometimes complain because the law has too great a hold on the individual liberty of the person. But in the case of this man the law seems to have been lax Indeed. Many police officers were aware of the life he was compelling this woman to lead; how he drove her, with her Innocent child, on to the street to sell herself that he might revel on the proceeds of her sin, yet no officer interfered; no officer made complaint. In this the law, or its representatives, seems to have been very lax. Why, the finding of a woman on the streets and in saloons at unseemly hours, accompanied by that innocent tot, and her stories that her husband compelled her to do it, should have resulted in his arrest, conviction and punishment to the extent the law provides, and at the expiration of his term his immediate banishment from the corporate limits of the city and the state. As a matter of justice it should have meant his slaughter, but the statutes are not always redolent with justice. Let this be a lesson, however, and when a similar complaint is made, let the police department use every means at its command and arrogate to itself others, if need be, to at once check the evil. Because tbe man, or the cur, who lives on the fruits of a womans dishonor, and shame to us there are many who do, deserves all the ignominy, all the persecution, all the punishment that can he heaped upon him, offered or given him. oft-repeat- SALT LAKE CITY THE OLD YEAR GONE. 7 (By C. M. Jackson.) Another year has passed away; The fond old friend of yesterday; Beside the millions which havo gone To wait the millions yet to come This friend, the Old Year, takes ld place. One second on the dial of space, lie came, an infant bright and gay; He went, an old man, bent and gray; The eyes that smiled, In childhoods hours, (When they looked on the springtime flowers), Wero dim of sight and misty, when The summons came: Come Homo Again. The years aro birds, that e'er shall soar Till One wills that TImo bo no more. From mornings light they fly away, To tire and die at close of day. From an eternity now gono t f i N if Sait Labe Gmtfh&o, .t ! i night Each record makes, both dark and light. Which shall wo keep for this gone; The sombre-hue- d thats or lighter ono? For this old year, to some so gay, For others oer was cold and gray. The crimes of men ayo, women, loo; Dark deeds of passion, corpses blue; Dead babies, lovers, fathers, sons, Sweethearts, sisters, mothers gone, Fat graveyards till; results of sin All in this year we rejoiced In. The knife, the pistol, cudgel, dirk, Have gloated oer their deadly work, And malice, envy, hatred, spite. Howled victory from morn 'till night, hap- turned; QfUmhDtsvt! flafional Thomas Homm, Mas -- They seek another yet to come. In their brief flights from night to Beneath the maples pleasant shade I le bodies, both of man and maid. pened in Salt Lake City. Because all Of young and old, of strong and fair, of us have to hear the blame of such In sleep eternal; all rest where occurrences in a greater or less de- Death stores his harvest, safe and gree. Besides, too many women go sure, astray as it is. The number who fall The mild and vicious, vile and pure. as a result of the common temptations The victim of the murderers plot which beset their paths Is by far too Lies closo beside tho criminal, shot; large, without violence being used to The babe that brought its mother force them to lives of shame. God shame, . pity the poor creatures who have Forgotten sleeps, without a name; erred, and for whom there is no earth- The pauper victim of mans greed, ly redemption or reclamation, is it not His body gives tho worms to feed; enough that they have fallen without While his rich brother, hard of heart, others being forced into such a bit- With those same worms doth play a ter existence by human animalslike this fiend, who should be ever ready In thepart. same earth where monarchs to protect them, instead of eager to desleep, stroy them? The subjects lie, in silence deep; Where leaders rest, soldiers rest, too; Tho wicked rots, where moulds the Few Belgian Volunteers. true, The new Belgian military system, And all to their long sleep were given, established on the basis of voluntary In this Old Year, now scrolled in conscription, has already proved a Heaven. failure. Notwithstanding the active But In this year, now closed and dead, efforts of the enlistment committee Its imperfections on Its head, but few volunteers have come forward Were merry days and epochs bright, When eyes were dancing, hearts were during the last year. light; When lips met lips, souls spoke to souls; When Love's grand anthem rolled and rolled ; and candles When altars blazed burned; When mankind upward all thoughts It is too had that such a thing Glenwood Springs, Aspen, Leadvtile, Pueblo, Colorado Springs, Denver, Omaha, Kansas City, St. Louis, Chicago, 'i II When voices sang a song of praise To God, for all their pleasant days; When Want was driven, by kind deeds. From cheerless homes to other meads; When kindness ruled; when love was king; When gladness made the welkin ring; When Plenty from her hern did pour Of blessings to each one a store. So as we greet' tho new horn year, And for the last one drop a tear. Let us the dark page blot from sight. And turn us to the one thats bright. I et us forget the sin, the shame. That stains the Old Years erst fair name, .. And in the New hut one page write, Sacred and clean, a record bright! m |