After a Lingering Illness He Passes Away Among the Sierra Nevada Pines.
The sad news was received yesterday of the death of J.B. Harris, the well-known and popular newspaper man, at Towle's Station, Placer County, whither he had gone in the hope of prolonging the fast-fading spark of life that had but faintly flickered in his breast for many months. Indeed, for several years Mr. Harris had been in feeble health and it was apparent to himself and his friends that consumption had fastened its fatal coils about him.
He had fought bravely against the encroachments of the insidious disease, hoping that his life might be spared long enough for him to make some provision for his wife and four children, but even this was in the face of what he feared was a hopeless fate.
Junius Brutus Harris was born near Trenton, Mo., and was about 45 years of age. On coming to California he first located at Truckee. From there he went to Chico, then to Marysville, and finally came to Sacramento and became a compositor on the "Bee". He was a good printer and being a man of far more than average intelligence, quickened by experience and careful observation, he was promoted from "the case" to a position on the reportorial force. He hesitated about undertaking the latter duty and modestly expressed a fear that he was not equal to the task, but encouraged by those who knew him even better than he knew himself he entered the ranks of local writers and news gatherers.
That he succeeded, it is unnecessary to state. Indeed, he was competent to serve on the staff of any metropolitan paper, for he had all the qualification of a news gatherer and knew how to present the news in a readable, terse and comprehensive form.;
In a few years since Mr. Harris, in company with John A. Seehan, engaged in the publication of the "News", and it was only a few weeks ago, when his health became so poor that he was unable to work, that he disposed of his interest in the paper and sought the climate of the mountains, his only hope being to prolong his life a little while.
Mr Harris was blessed with a genial disposition, and had the happy faculty of making friends and keeping them. Yet he was a man of positive character, and neither friend nor foe was ever in doubt as to his stand on any proposition. Hence his friends were legion, and his foes so few that they occupied but little of his time or thought.
He was a kind husband and affectionate father, and there will be sore and bleeding hearts for years to come in the household of which he was the life and light. The devoted wife and loving children of the dead journalist have the deep and earnest sympathy of a large circle of friends in their bereavement.
Mr. Harris' remains will be brought to the city this morning and the funeral will take place at 2 p.m. on Tuesday from the family residence, 2510 O street.