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Show Patrick Joseph McKenna. THE EARTH that closed over the mortal remains of Dr. Patrick J. McKenna on Sunday afternoon cannot veil his memory. So long as men have hearts that respond to affliction af-fliction and souls that ascend to the borders of the Spirit Land, so long will fancy see our old friend coming to bid us good morning. Those who knew him in life will strive to banish from their minds the almost tragicrl manner of his death, so that more easily may they dwell in the conceit that Patrick McKenna is still among them, that it is his foqtstep they hear at the door and his voice which lifts the gloom from despondency and lets in the sunshine of hope. Who in Salt Lake City did not know Patrick McKenna Doe McKenna? See those magnificent floral tributes whose odor yet lingei about his grave their beauty not more lovely than the character char-acter of the dead man lying beneath, their lavish abundance testifying in silent language the affection of his fel- j low-men. See that throng of mourn- I ers, representing' every feature of j clear, social life in Salt Lake religious, professional, the common people, and the poor to whom he was a benefactor. Not to know Patrick McKenna was to live in the world of selfishness without with-out an example of quiet benevolence, to read a novel without a character that appealed to the finer traits of man. All these emotions were aroused at one glimpse of that noble yet youthful youth-ful face, that massive heacl crowned with white hair, upon whose brow-anger brow-anger never found place, and from whose lips no insult could escape. "What else the world around us may say of Dr. McKenna, these outlined thoughts will always be fixed in the minds and hearts of his friends. The W.i T'l ,t mot- ...i v.- 1 i . . ...... .-cj jic v.i5 wieier out not profound, because his personal magnetism magne-tism attracted humanity rather than greatness. Be it so. 'Tis in such reflections re-flections we indulge the strongest and longest. To those who loved him as a friend, the friendship of McKenna was greater than the glory of Jenner. Those who knew him best in his profession pro-fession say he was above the average in knowledge and practice, and as a scholar and linguist, he had but few-peers. few-peers. Had he not been suddenly cut down on the threshold of vigorous manhood, the opportunity was his by simply reaching for it. The large turnout of the Catholic and other benevolent societies on Sunday Sun-day last, the crowd in the church and the great number outside who patiently pa-tiently awaited the end of the services and followed The funeral to the cemetery, ceme-tery, all this must have impressed the stranger in our midst with the uni- I vcrsal sadness of the city and carried the name of Patrick McKenna abroad. The annua! memorial services of the Elks on the same evening, always beautiful, were rendered more touching touch-ing by the sad calamity which had just deprived them of an endeared brother. The state has lost a useful citizen, the church militant a beloved and charitable char-itable child: his afflicted widow a devoted de-voted helpmate. But his chosen friends, they who listen for his footstep everyday, every-day, will clasp his hand in spirit and embrace the illusion that Patrick Mc-Ktr.na Mc-Ktr.na is still with them. For "Years have not seeii-timc shall not see The hour that tears my soul from thee." |