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Show THE SHAME OF DENVER. The gruesome news story of the death of Johnstone, the daring young aviator, at Denver, yesterday, which appears eisewhere in this paper, will cause many decent citizens of that city and state, as well as the nation, to condemn that city for the inhuman monsters the souvenir hunters who witnessed the terrible accident. These civilized persons were the first to reach the mangled remains re-mains of the dead aerial navigator after a fall of more than 300 feet. The press dispatches state that no sooner had the unfortunate man struck the ground, and even before the physicians or police could reach the body, half buried beneath the wreckage, the mad fiends rushed up to the wrecked machine to strip off pieces of the planes and machinery and carry them away as souvenirs. One monster grabbed a piece of a broken plane that had been driven into the quivering quiv-ering flesh of the dying young hero. The fiend got his trophy and ran off the field waving the wood, dripping with the warm blood of the hero, like a cannibal would the bone of a victim. Men and women fought to get close enough to the wreckage to get some sort of memento of a daring flight, in which Ralph Johnstone John-stone had given his life for their entertainment, Finally the police drove the morbid mob back and the body was removed. As it was borne off the field the band in the grand stand was playing a lively Bowery dance as a funeral dirge. |
