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Show j CAREER OF JOHN" JUDGE. Brief History of Life and Funeral Tribute of Father Kiely. I The announcement in the morn'uer papers on Thanksgiving day of a memorial me-morial miners' home and hospital was universally hailed as the greatest source of joy and happiness for thanksgiving. thanks-giving. John Judge, whose memory will be perpetuated, came to Utah in I 1STG. His only stock in trade then was I his rixiscle, grit and perseverance. Ever ready to share a part of his daily earn-j earn-j ings with those in need, he endeared himself to all who knew his inner na-' na-' ture. He was a man of action rather ! than' words, and with keen insight had j his eyes always open, and was ready j ! to act when a good business proposi-j proposi-j tion was made to him. Success j crowned his efforts, but Providence deigned that the enjoyment of his'' fruitful labors would be brief. The esteem and regard in which he was held by the miners of Park City was shown by the large crowd of yotfng and old men who came to Salt Lake City to pay the last tribute of respect and love at his funeral. He died at his residence in this city, Sept. 14. 1892. The funeral took place from St. Mary's church. The church was thronged from the altar rails to the door. Merchants, capitalists, miners, the Orand Army of the Republic, of which he was an honored member, were all represented in the long list of mourners. After the solemn funeral .services Father Kiely, who officiated at the services, paid the following tribute to his memory: Today we arc assembled to pay the last tribute of love and affection to a good man. All who knew John Judge personally, person-ally, looked upon him as a great ami good man and consider it a privilege to he permitted to love and revere him. To those who knew him intimately, and shared in his confidence, his memory will be always dearest. Tor to know hfm was to love him. and the older the acquaintance, acquaint-ance, the stronger became the tie of affection. Of all this we have abundant proof in the expressions of svmpathv which have fallen from the lips of his old friends during his illness, and especially during the last two days. At the mention of his name, his friends seem to have no words to express their thoughts to show how deeply they feel their loss. They loved him; but how much they seem unable un-able to tell. Born in suffering Ireland he came to America in childhood. With the fervor of hi youth he loved his adopted country loyally, and fought its battles in the day of need, and of that, royal and loyal bodyguard who feel prouil of the scars and wounds received in defense of this country, he stood an honored member. Hut whilst his intimate friends feel the loss of his presence so much, what shall we say of the family circle; who can measure the grief that will hereafter here-after fill that home? Symratbv thev have from all, but all the sympathy of the world could not, remove the gioom and darkness caused by his death. Friends will and ought to" come to condole con-dole with them; fortune may smile on them, but the sunlight of his countenance when he entered his home was more to them than the whole world. That can never be replaced. A man, who proved himself a wise end prudent counselor to friends, what must he not he to the wife and children, whom he loved as a faithful faith-ful husband and devoted father. Words are not adequate to measure their los. The thought of the separation would b unbearable if religion did not step in and console the bereaved family with the hope that it Is only temporary. John Judge was a Catholic he lived his faith, because through it he saw blissful immortality. im-mortality. Its teaching bore him to his last struggle with death, because it taught him that death was not death; but the beginning of life eternal. To you his beloved wife and fond children this is the sweetest balm in your sorrow, since it strips death of all its terror and says in the words of St. Paul. "Oh. grave, where is thy victory, oh death, where is thy sting?' Nor did his fidelity to his religion ever conflict with his loyalty to his country. Both were blended together. to-gether. Ills life, as well as that of thousands thou-sands of others of the same faith, who fought the battles of their country should be an object lesson to those who try to stir up strife by questioning the patriotism patriot-ism of good Catholics, but enough on this subject on such an occasion. He died an edifying death, retaining his faculties and recollection almost to the last. He knew, the morning of his death, that a change was taking place, for he said to me:. "I must soon go; I am sorry to leave you all." Soon after he went to sleep, never to awaken to consciousness. When the spirit was emancipated, its joy was. and is, reflected re-flected on that countenance so dear to us |