Show EULOGY TO DENVER BUTS BUTTON ON by denver butson IM DEAD grieve me though it may I 1 have this tin s day been consigned to the mysteriously abysmal depth of it a sepulchre lying here in ray my tomblike tomb like vault alt into which the provincial t tongues 0 agues of backyard gossips have interred me ime it behooves me to enlighten the world at large and monticello in particular as to the sensation I 1 have experienced in being the first and ord only man to this date ao to be in a position to describe the immortal throes and ethereal ecstasies I 1 experienced perien ced in my visit with the grim reaper it is only through the marvelous mirace miraculous lous ingenious incomparable and omniscient perspicacity of our camp surgeon lt donald S jurnove Jura ove through whose stupendous ou s skill I 1 have been returned resuscitated and restored to this fickle unstable and unreliable existence on earth before I 1 turn loose on this unsuspecting world the combined thrills glories and agonies felt by me in successive experiences and sensations I 1 wish to thank the townsfolk of this thia inimitable metropolis for their kindness in in i giving unto me another being who passed on with me it is because of this graciousness on their part that my trip was wade made more pleasant for in the absence of this thia companion the agonies ag aruea of loneliness might possible have gripped my soul tind mid crushed brushed my spirit a lovely rarified ramified utah day in december when 1 I confined to my lovely pallet feeling urgently indisposed with the sar servants vanta of satan unmercifully and unremittingly wreak ing unbearable destruction upon my senses and causing exquisitely acute pains in ny my cerebrum bringing about monstrous distortion of my not so distorted physiognomy when with terrific clanging and awful discord the bell upon the wall jangled two shorts and one long and there in answer to our interrogations was the ever inquisitive reporter notifying me that I 1 and my unbeknown companion were perched parched in that mysterious cosmic plane uncharted and unmapped somewhere between the hideous fire and brimstone of hades and the awe inspiring beauty of his domain I 1 HAVE PASSED BEYOND here I 1 totter in eternity my sins confront me staring with an icy chill at my own flinching and shrinking being in whither direction shall I 1 bo be moved I 1 grimly recall say my dear old gray haired mother sitting beside the fireplace fire place in her creaking rocker earnestly darning daming the holes in my socks and sincerely advising me against my unbecoming ways denver she said unto me her voice trembling no good can come of this habit of yours of 0 stealing pennies from blind men imen 1 I with all the certainty of my youth and the bravado of my ways glanced con temp at this frail woman and pointing my nose hastily at the ceiling reversed my direction and tear ing the sign god bless our home from the wall tossed it at a nearby mongrel m who was pitifully limping along on three legs ah my dear readers believe me when I 1 tell un unto to you that at this moment as I 1 was labout about to meet my maker I 1 realized the monstrosities I 1 had committed and deeply regretted my acts of trespass r ass tf if there be any ot you readers who be young and innocent follow my advice and dont ever r again hit your dear old grayhair gray haired cd mother suddenly ny my uncertain certainties became certain from the pit of my stomach there arose a sensation awful and hideous as I 1 descended rapidly more rapidly and still more rapidly very fast into the very bowels of space from a cool pleasant and faintly blue atmosphere I 1 was quickly descending into the warmth heat and blazing fire around me spread a reddish hue becoming more and more crimson as the distance between me and my maker lengthened dear folks believe m ma when I 1 tell you that all of this agony might have we been spared anity broken body had the townspeople of monticello not deemed fit to incarcerate me my last request of humanity is really a simple one please inter me not gaudily but in a homely and simple fashion such as becomes a god fearing of a community for I 1 ha having ving sinned and suffered and I 1 do now repent place at my head a simple block of white granite upon which I 1 I 1 beseech you engrave these simple characters HERE LIES DENVER BUTSON INNOCENT UNSOILED AND UNSUNG so that I 1 may in the later and m more ore A unprofitable years of nty my existence come into this peaceful environment of my grave and there 1 in n silent and devout ful medi meditation sit and absorb the glory that would have been mine had I 1 been that denver butson described sc bribed herein and from this devout ful meditation might I 1 absorb and receive receive inspiration to mcke make of me ma I a etter better man I 1 am sure that for abis kindness w which you bestow upon me that my dl dear lar old gray haired mother sitting beside the fireplace in her aix creaking aing rocker earnestly darning daming the holes in in my socks and advising my little brother who too has deserted the paths of righteousness and reverted to the streets of sin not to steal pen nies front from blind men will thank you AMEN page eight for wove |