FUNERAL SERVICES OF JOSEPH BYRON MOORE

DECEMBER 27, 1943

INVOCATION: Jesse H. Giles.

Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name. We have come before thee to do honor
to one of thy sons whom thou hast seen fit to call home. We pray thee, our Father, that while we
are thus convened that thy spirit may take the lead of our actions and our words that we may
worship before thee in harmony with an eye single to thy glory.
Bless those who may have cause to mourn over the departure of their loved ones, and thou
knowest his age and the work he has done and wilt thou sanctify to us who remain that we may
emulate that which has been before us in that kind of manner that will bring peace to our souls
and that thy will may be done. To this end, our Father, we dedicate these services in the name of
Jesus Christ, Amen.

Solo: "I Come to the Garden Alone" sung by Francis I. Moore.

Bishop Edwin Baird.

I believe it is the Prophet Isaiah who said that in the last days the house of the Lord would be
established in the tops of the mountains. We cannot honor too much, those men of God who
helped establish the House in the tops of the mountains.
We have met to pay our last respects to one of our country's men. One of those brethren who
came here just a few years after the pioneers came to this valley. He was born here in 1855 and
his early life was spent in what we may see a different world from ours. In that day of horse and
buggy and the tallow candle and all those things that are different in the world in which we live
today, and yet nobly and well he played his part.
I am reminded of a phrase of Shakespeare's where in speaking of one of his characters, he
said that the elements were so mixed in him that all the world could rise up and say "here was a
man". A man that sought not glory for himself; a man that tried to carry on the work of the
kingdom of God; a man for whom a task was never to small. Any task that this Church or
community asked of him in the prime of his life, he was glad and willing to fulfill. It is men of
this character that are the backbone of the Church and nation and do the work of the world. The
family wish that a part of his lifes history should be read today and it was prepared by one of his
sons, William B. Moore, with a desire that it be read.

"MY FATHER'S ANCESTRY"

My father, Joseph B. Moore has come through a noble lineage and through his veins flowed
some of the best blood of this earth.
He was born February 9, 1855 in a log house which was locat-ed where the County fire
station now stands on west 12th street.
He was the son of David Moore and Sarah Bar-ker. His father's family were among the first
set-tlers of Mound Fort having moved there in October of 1849, two years after the first
company of saints arrived in Salt Lake Valley. His father took a very prominent part in the
affairs of Weber Coun-ty. He served as Ogden City's first recorder for a number of years without
pay and was Colonel of the militia, a military organization which was org-anized to protect the
settlers from the Indians. Because of his great influence with the Indians and the respect and
confidence which Little Soldier, the chief of the Ute tribe, had for him, on one occasion here was
averted the massacre of all the inhabitants of Weber County.
He also served the people of this community as Bishop of the old Mound Fort Ward for more
than 20 years. He was born at Eardley, Ottawa County, Province of Quebec, Canada, the son of
Dudley Jr., who was born at Saratoga Springs, New York, and Mary Moulton, who was born at
Rutland, Vermont. His mother, Mary Moulton, was a cousin to Abraham Lincoln. And while
Lincoln was serving as President of the United States, one of David Moore's nephews was a
guest of the President at the White House.
History recalls the true spirit of loyalty and patriotism that the early Moores exhibited in
answering the call of their country in times of emergency and crisis when the God given and
sacred principles of freedom and liberty were upon the alter of conquest. That they were counted
among the patriots of 1776 is evidenced by the following incident. At the great battle of Saratoga
Springs in New York in the Revolutionary War, David Moore's great grandfather, Jedediah
Moore, who was past 75 years of age, and was within 9 miles of the battle ground, plowed corn
all day when he could hear the roar of the cannon and he had five sons in that battle.
The Moores moved from New York into Vermont and from there to Canada where they
became the pioneer lumber men of the Ottawa Valley. Some of them became very wealthy and
their descendents today are highly respected and influential citizens in the towns and
communities where they now reside.
My father's mother was the daughter of Fred-erick Barker, the father of the Barker family of
North Ogden.
Since my father grew to manhood he spent his life as a farmer and an orchardist except for the
time he was in the ice business with Patriarch Miles L. Jones.
In his church activities, he was a member of the first presidency of the first M.I.A. of the old
Mound Fort Ward, was active in the Elders Quorum, a ward teacher for forty years and at the
time of his passing was a High Priest.
He was a product of the old school, having been taught in his youth, the sacred principles of
morality, truth and honor and these teachings he endeavored to install in the hearts of his child-
ren. He was a kind and noble father and a kind and loving husband. While he left no material
riches, yet in the language of the poet, he has bequeathed a legacy to his posterity, that riches
cannot buy.
I follow a noble father, his honor is mine to wear,
He gave me a name that was free from shame, a name he was proud to bear.
He lived in the morning sunlight and marched in the ranks of right,
He was always true to the best he knew, and the shield that he wore was bright.
I follow a famous father and him I must keep in mind
Though his form is gone I must carry on the name that he left behind.
It was mine on the day he gave it, it shown as a monarch's crown,
And as fair to see as it came to me, it must be when I put it down.

A good name is better to be chosen than great riches, and loving favor than silver and
gold.
William B. Moore

I think we can truly say that Bro. Moore lived up to that. Even though age had its effects on
him, he could still be useful. Only two weeks ago he was out to priesthood meeting as I
remember. I feel that we cannot say too much in honor of a soul in honoring his priesthood, his
relation to his church and if all of us could do as well and gain as good a salvation, I am sure
great would be our reward.
I wish to say that the family wants to thank everyone that has taken part in helping with the
funeral and flowers and services - the singers, speakers, and those who have helped with the
music in any way, the family appreciates it.
PATRIARCH MILES L. JONES:
I feel really as though I ought to be among the mourners, that my having been so closely
associated with Joe and Alice for many years. Since his passing, I have gone over the past and
recalled many recollections of what has taken place during the time I have been acquainted with
him and his family.
I was just a boy when I used to come to school, the school located on the corner where
Mound Fort School now stands and coming back and forth, I used to meet Joe and members of
his family quite often. I was very well acquainted with his first wife, Louisa Bybee, and of their
associa-tions. I remember the home they built on the west side of Washington ave. between what
is now 13th and 14th streets. That home was always open to the boys and girls of the
neighborhood. We always felt at home getting along allright.
I recall the saying of Paul. He says there are many degrees of glory. There is one which is
Celestial which is likened to the sun, and another, Terrestrial which is likened to the moon and
another which is likened unto the stars and as each star differs in glory so also is the glory of
man. We will say when the final analysis is come and we are finished here, our spirit goes back
to the God who gave it and when the reuniting comes of the resur-rection, we can say our
exaltation is according to our works here upon the earth. They who have kept the faith as Joe has
kept it will rejoice exceedingly and will receive their reward in the Celestial Kingdom where
God, their Christ, will rule and reign forever.
When we pay honor to one like this under these circumstances and conditions, he has passed
the three score considerable, allowed to man - four score and ten, and come to the end of life as
he, there is no occasion for mourning, but rather rejoicing in knowing that he has earned for
himself an exaltation in the Celestial Kingdom. His activi-ties in many ways in life, in everything
was honor-able and upright.
I used to meet him at night frequently and walk up and down 12th street. We would stop and
visit for a short time. He always manifested a spirit of cheerfulness, a spirit that would up build
one who had come in contact with him and that seemed to be his aim in life. So he lived a won-
derful life and has left an honorable family. He came from an honorable family. His father was
our bishop.
I was acquainted with David Moore and members of the family - two girls and three boys of
that family and the other that lived up 12th street. In our association from time to time we used to
have precious times. They were honorable and upright citizens. So when we can come to the
close of life like Joe, it is not a time for mourning; his spirit has left the body; it has gone to the
God who gave it. He will there carry on the work that he has so nobly started here. Sometimes
we have heard some say where one has lived such a wonderful life, why should they be called
upon to lose an association of their companions or why should they suffer in this life.
I have long since come to the conclusion that where there is a separation as there has been in
this case from Louisa and Alice and other members of the family for a number of years, during
that time the bonds of love will have increased in such a way that when he met them in the Spirit
World, how great was the joy and rejoicing upon that occasion. The small space of time when
compared to eternity, in which they have been separated is very small indeed but during the time
the bonds of love have increased very much so that we will be able to enjoy each other's society
more.
And again the question may arise, "Why should one suffer pain?" During the last week of
Joe's existence here in mortality he did suffer consider-able pain. You will recall the example of
Christ at the time of his crucifixion, there. We could go there and associate with he and his wife
and years after wards with the two children, Irvin and Laura.
It has been stated in this communication that has been read that Joe and I and others were
associated together in a business way for a number of years and in all my experiences with him, I
have found him to be a man of honor in every respect, honest and upright and fair and square.
When one can say that after one has arrived at the age he has reached to, we have no need to
mourn for them because their reward is sure. I have had the privi-lege of working in Church
capacity for some time. During the time I was Bishop of the Seventh Ward, Joe and his family
lived in the boundaries of that ward. When we were building a meeting house, Joe was ready to
enter into the activities and erection of the building and contributed of his means and helping in
any way he could. And the same could be said of him at this ward where he has lived for a
number of years. So he has left a mark in that district. He has left an honorable family. Some
years after the passing of Louisa, he married Alice Twitchell. We always called her Allie. They
have three noble sons that are following after them. So I can say again, he has left a noble family.
We can say of him or he can say of himself rather, as did Paul of old, I have finished my course,
I have kept the faith and I am going to receive my reward. That was the activity of Joe.
I remember just about four weeks ago he was in attendance at Priesthood Meeting in the 4th
ward. When it was so he could get out, he was attending meetings. He was in the work of the
Lord. He desired to live the gospel and did live in such a way that he has entitled himself to a
wonderful degree of glory. We can go through this life just drifting along and take no activity in
anything that comes along that is of a spiritual nature and think that we are realizing as he did
that he was the Son of God, the Redeemer of the world, yet in the very trying moment he said,
"If it were possi-ble, Father, let this cup pass from me, neverthe-less, not my will but thine be
done." Where one does have some ailments of life, some suffering, when the relief comes and
they are relieved from all infirmities of mortality and in the future that lays before them, how
great will be their joy and rejoicing as they look back - and we all have the spirit of looking back
and view the experience where we have had something to contend with and have overcome and
as Paul has said, have kept the faith, then how glorious will be the future that lies before them.
So I say in regard to Joe's life, it has been honorable in every inch of the way. I have never
heard him say a derogatory Word, see the conditions that exist and the joy that accompanies
them, we should not even for one minute, even though it were in our power, think of calling him
back to this mortal existence.
So in conclusion, I wish to say to the family, live the gospel, emulate the example he has set
and by so doing God will bless you. He will give you the strength and power so that when the
time comes, that you leave this life, you will have the opportunity of meeting him, your mother
and others under circumstances that will be most glorious indeed. This I pray in the name of
Jesus Christ, Amen.

SOLO: "One Sweetly Solemn Thought" sung by Arta Blakely.

N. OSCAR MALAN:

My dear brothers and sisters and friends. Being asked by the family to participate in this
wonderful ceremony draws my mind back to my boyhood.
Joe Moore and my father were very dear friends.
My earliest recollection in our home was Brother and Sister Moore and their family and on
many occasions, we at their home. We played at their home many times. As a boy we lived in the
house where Mr. Leavitt now does. My father built that house when I was six or seven years old
and I lived there until I was 12, but these early recol-lections of occasions of the past were
received in the mind of a boy and were everlasting.
Joe Moore always appeared to be a father to me. A boy looks upon his father as a king, a
prince, a god, and whatever he says or does is just right. Joe Moore came next to my father in my
Ideal.
As a boy, I once got into mischief. I was up to their home playing with the boys. Coming
home down the old fence line (they called Bro. Moore, Uncle Joe). As he was going into the
field, he had placed a file in the end of a fence post to bright-en up the cutting edge of a hoe. I
was always cur-ious about tools, files, and any kind of mechanical device. I saw that file stuck up
on that pole and it got the best of me. I looked at it and had the temptation to take it, faltered, and
the little red man said take her boy. So I took it. When I got it in my hands, a whispering came to
me saying that it wasn't right. It was a nice file.
Down in the corn patch Uncle Joe was hoeing, but he had eyes in the back of his head as all
good fathers do and as he looked up, I decided I would drop the file at the bottom of the post so
that it might get a little rust on it and I could come back and find it.
If it had been you or I, possibly we would have shouted out nasty names or even worse. Now
I want to tell you what kind of a man Uncle Joe was. He didn't say a word. He went out the other
way and somehow got to my home before I got there.
When I got home, mother was all dressed up and ready for a visit. She said to me and my
younger brother who was with me. "I want you to go to Uncle Joe's with me."
"I just got back from there. I don't want to go up". "No I just want you to go up. " We had a
habit of being obedient.
Mother only had a small family of 16 children. So she took time off to take her two erring
child-ren to Uncle Joe's. When we got there, they were eating dinner. Joe said "Hello Louise.
Glad to see you." As if we hadn't met before. He pulled back his old arm chair from the table,
shook hands with mother and passed the time of day. Finally mother said, Are these the two boys
who stole your file?"
I never knew there was a bird like that who could see things like that. That was my first
experience. She asked me "Did you take the file?" I said "yes". "Go get it." So I scampered off
down to the post and got the file. I thought, "I'll take this in and then I'll beat it home just as fast
as I can go." But that wasn't the end.
My mother said, "Is this the file?" He looked at it and said "yes." Then she said, "Now young
man, you go kneel down and ask forgiveness for stealing this file."
Have you ever been in a spot when you looked around and saw a family of smiling Moores
and ask forgiveness for wrong doings? I shall never forget. I shall never fail to praise Uncle Joe
for his time out to make an honest boy out of a mischievous fellow. I remember at that time that
two hands were made for honest toil. His memories shall live in my heart and in the hearts of my
children for helping to make a man such as I am and many other fine men and women in this
congregation that I remember well. The Wilson family, Uncle David Moore and his family, the
Taylor family, all of us here. The Maddocks here that used to lead the choir. He served us a long
period; always on his post of duty.
We used to have winters where the snow was piled up over the fences but we all found our
places in the old Mound Fort Church. Now to my mind comes a little poem:

God would never send the darkness

If he thought you could bear the light
But you would not cling to his guiding hand
If the way were always bright.
And you would not care to walk by faith
Could you always walk by sight.
'Tis true he had many an anxiety
For your sorrowful heart to hear,
And many a thorned crown
For your tired head to wear

He knows how few would reach Heaven at all

If pain did not guide them there.
In the blind darkness
and the furnace of seven fold heat,
It is the only way believe me,
to keep you close in his faith
For it is so easy to wander
when life is glad and sweet.
So, nestle your hand in your saviour's
And sing if you can as you go.
Your songs will aid someone behind you,
Whose steps are lagging and slow,
And God will love you better so.
In the latter days of my experience here, much of my time in Church work is confined to the
temp-les and I have been working for a good many years and I am just thinking the greater the
entertain-ment, the reception that Joe received Christmas when he found his sweethearts, his
parents, loved ones, relatives and friends and those welcoming him in a full life of love and labor
and of devotion. I never saw him cross or stern. He always wore a smile and every moment spent
with him seemed prec-ious and worthwhile. With worldly goods he was not blessed, yet
numerous were his friends and everyone that knew him best loved to be his friend. A ray of
golden sunlight glows and lingers near the place he frequented. One cannot forget his kind and
loving face.
May God bless you all and may your many very close friends that you have enjoy the spirit of
the Lord and may He permeate your hearts that you may know and realize that there is no death,
that life is progressive and we pass only from this taberna-cle into a spiritual life and that is a
continuous perpetual glorious world. May God bless you, I pray in the name of Jesus Christ,
Amen.

PRESIDENT SAMUEL G. DYE

 There is a passage of scripture which reads, "Know ye that a prince and a great man has fallen
this day in Israel". I thought of that scripture when I first heard of the passing of Bro. Moore. He
was a prince, not by inheritance of position of royal birth, but by worthiness through his integ-
rity of soul and devotion to right, his kindness and his devotion to others.
He has earned a place in the house of the prince of peace. Remember that Jesus said, "In my
Father's house there are many mansions. If it were not so I would have told you. I go to prepare
a place for you also, that where I am ye may be also. "Again in the 25th chapter of Matthew he
tells in parables of the story of those who shall be classi-fied on the right hand among the sheep
and those who shall be classified on the left hand as among the goats and he said in his parable
that those who recieved certain talents were to go out into the world and use them according to
their abilities and gave unto one five and to another he gave two and to another he gave one.
After he had returned from his journey he came for an accounting. The one who had received
five said "I have used the talents which you gave me and here are five others." The Master was
pleased and said "Well done thou good and faithful servant. Thou hast been faithful over a few
things and I will make you ruler over many things. Enter into the joys of thy Lord." Unto the one
who had recieved two tallents, from him came a similar report and he returned four talents and
received the same favorable commendation. The one who had received one said, "I knew you
were a hard master and I was afraid. I knew that you reaped where you did not sew and gathered
where you had not strewn and so I hid the talent in the ground and here it is. I return it to you.
"The Master classified him as a slothful servant, one who had been careless and had not taken
advantage of the opportunities that were his and said to him, "Depart from me".
Then he said to them, "I was hungry and you fed me and I was naked and you clothed me and
I was sick and in prison and you visited me. "They said, "When did we see you naked and
clothed you or hungry and fed you or sick and in prison and visited you?" He said, "In as much
as ye have done it unto the least of mine, ye have done it unto me. "Those who were cast aside
on the left hand said, "When did we see you in these conditions?" He said, In as much as ye have
failed to do it to mine, ye have done it to me."
So this man by the exercise of the ability which he possessed built for himself a mansion in
the house with the Prince of Peace is classified on the right hand side among those who shall
enter into the house of the Lord and into everlasting glory. In addition to these fine qualities of
man-hood and character which have been described this afternoon and for which we commend
him, he had a philosophy of faith which gave him hope of an ever-lasting life. It was this theory
and the same theory is enjoyed by many others that we will live in a continual cycle of life, and
that this parti-cular probation is not the only sphere of activity.
He had faith in the doctrine that he was a child of God, who as the eternal parent, with a
program for the benefit and development of all his children, and I think this little philosophy here
in verse expresses what he believed.
He is not dead for death can only
take away the mortal breath and life
commencing here is but a prelude of a full career. The blessed assurance is that we do not live to
die, we die to live. So that was the motivating power behind his very valuable life. He believed
that he lived before he came here, and that his condition in the hereafter would depend largely on
what we did here. So, these various cycles, it was his belief and theory, that we build upon that
which was before, and we continue to build and we go on to everlasting life. Now, this perhaps
had much to do with his decision here in mortality and he builded better than he knew.
In the book of Abraham we are told that God, when he looked upon his children, said that he
would create an earth for them to dwell on and prove them and see if they would do the things
which the Lord commanded them to do, and said those of you who keep your first estate shall be
added upon and those who keep your second estate shall have glory added upon your heads
forever and for-ever. The fact that we are here perhaps is the strongest evidence that we have
kept our first estate; that we were faithful. I know, perhaps, that this doctrine is just a little
beyond the thinking of some, but, to my way of thinking, birth is not the beginning, neither is
death the end. And if you could convince me that birth was the begin-ing, I think that you would
not have any difficulty convincing me that death is the end and that which begins with this life
must end with this life. So Bro. Moore had it installed in his heart and soul, the prayers of eternal
life, of everlasting life.
He has kept his second estate. That has been testified of by those who have alreadfy spoken.
The memory of his life - the memory which we have of his life is sweet. He was a husband
whose fidelity was like the rock of ages. He was a parent who was kind, a father who was kind
and independent. He had the rare traits of parenthood which made him worthy of the greatest
compliment that could be paid a man, is to have his own sons and daughters seek him out as a
companion.
I have noticed that when they lived in the Seventh Ward that these boys of his got greater joy,
the greatest satisfaction they had was when they were in the companionship of their father. They
wanted to be with him. Therefore having heard the testimony that has already been given and
having a personal knowledge of this I am willing to conclude with you that he has kept his
second es-tate and there is laid up for him a crown of righteousness in the realms above in that
life beyond where God will wipe away all tears from our eyes and where there will be no more
parting and where there will be continuency of life.
Job, the prophet, writes his scripture in a poetical form and in one of his chapters he tells his
opinion of his version of earth life. He says that man that is born of woman is of few days and
full of trouble, and goeth forth like a flower and is down and shall not rise again. Can you say
anything in just a few words that describes this life better? No matter how long we live, even to
87 years or more, they are only a few days and full of trouble and goeth forth like a flower and
are cut down and then he said, there is hope in the tree if it is cut down, its roots will enter into
the soil again and bring forth another tree. But a man soweth and wasteth away and it seemeth
that his days are numbered and he cannot pass untill he has served as a hireling for today. Then
he asks the question, "If a man die, shall he live again?"
Job asked that question. We ask that question too. Today it is in our mind. Will he live again?
The answer comes down as a solo from heaven through the voice of the prophet Isaiah, "The
dead shall live, together shall they arise that sleep. The earth shall cast out its dead."
Jesus came with the truth, and became the first fruits of the resurection. As in Adam all men
die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive through the atonement of Christ. Through the
resurection of the dead, this man shall live again. His theory of that was just a little different
from some. We must live nobly while here upon this earth, because we know ththe Atonement of
Christ we shall live forever. That was the great living principle of the resurection in his heart and
soul. We must live nobly now because we are destined to live forever. And so in saying farewell
and part-ing with him, this community has lost a good father and a home builder. The state has
lost one of its real builders. The country, has lost a patriot and humanity has lost a friend. A
prince and a great man has fallen in Israel today. God bless his memory and all of his kin-folks, I
pray in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.
SOLO by ANNIE BRIAN

BENEDICTION by
ALBERT E. READ.