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Denison Daily News
Tuesday, October 2, 1877
pg. 3

DIED
Monday, at 5 o'clock a.m., infant daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Louis Rosenburg. The afflicted parents have the sympathies of the News.

The Sunday Gazetteer
Sunday, August 5, 1900
pg. 3

A PIONEER GONE
Louis Rosenberg died in Dallas a few days ago, and the remains were brought here by his daughters, Mrs. Harry Kephart and Mrs. Harry McLaughlin. TO the present generation the dead man is hardly known. In his day and prime, Rosenberg was a conspicuous personality. When Denison was a frontier town, the mumping off place for the tide of immigration that flowed southwestward, every saloon, dance hall, variety theatre and gambling resort had their musicians. For a long time this musical coterie was under the direction of Louis Rosenberg. In fact any musician that strayed into Denison in search of a job was sure to be directed to Rosenberg. Those were the flush days and Louis enjoyed "a golden era" of prosperity with everyone else. He was a busy man. He not only played in the daytime but far into the night. Like the majority, he made plenty of money but never saved any for a wet day. Louis was a very sweet violinist. the inimitable sweetness and tenderness of his playing made the impressiong that we shall longest love to preserve; the musician is dead but his music is not forgotten. He was a sympathetic and big hearted man, loved by his craft and respected by all.
The moral wave swept over Denison; there was silence in the dance halls; a crusade drove the gamblers from the ground floor to the second story, and eventurally the council issued an edict prohibiting music in public resorts. Louis lingered in Denison for a long time making rather a precarious living playing at balls and private parties. A cloud came over his family relations and he left here and located at Dallas, where his profession made him a living.
About 2 years ago Louis returned to Denison. He wished to be near his daughters; he realized that the end was not far off; he was in very poor health. He worked at the Jones furniture house for a few weeks sewing carpets. He told the writer that the Denison of the present day recalled only sad memories of the good old times that were gone forever, and that he did not wish to stay here. He went to Dallas and last Saturday night death absolved him of all his earthly troubles. He was brought to Denison and buried by his children, Rev. Gibble conducting the services. He is sleeping in Oakwood, the resting place of so many who have made early history for Denison.