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Note: Horace worked for the Minneapolis Tribune until he was let go. He took a job as railroad stationmaster in Gillette, Wyoming and moved his family to Wyoming about 1908.
He died in a cave-in when he went to get some coal from a coal mine.
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Obituary from The Gillette News [?], Gillette, Campbell County, Wyoming, Friday, September 24, 1915:
Horace Ray Brooke was born in Newark, Ohio, December 31, 1860, being 54 years, 8 months and 16 days of age at the time of his death. When 21 years of age he moved to Minneapolis, Minn., where he resided for the following twenty-seven years. Mr. Brooke, on the 25th day of October, 1881, was married to Miss Ann Hughes of Newark, Ohio. The union resulted in the birth of nine children, seven daughters and two sons all of whom survive him and were present (save Mrs. Robt. Casey of Alaska) at the last sad rites, which were held in this city last Saturday afternoon, Sept. 18th, 1915, at 2 o'clock, Rev. Baker conducting. Mr. Brooke, with his family, came to Wyoming and took up their residence in Gillette in 1908, and for the two succeeding years was agent for the Burlington Route; at the end of this time he resigned to take up his residence on his homestead south of town where he was residing when death overtook him.
Mr. Brooke was an expert accountant, and had long devoted his time and energies to this vocation, and his popularity with all classes of people was by no means circumscribed by the narrow limits of the communities in which he resided. Wherever known he was esteemed for his many admirable qualities of head and heart; and as an honorable man and upright citizen he ranked with the most enterprising of his contemporaries.
He was a believer in the power and providence of God and the brotherhood of man. He believed that the man who scatters flowers in the pathway of his fellow men, who lets into the dark places of life the sunshine of human sympathy and human happiness is following the footsteps of his Master. His affection for friends and kindred was tender and abiding.
Gone from our sight? But because life and love are stronger than death he is ours still. He is still the father of dear children, upon whom he doted with such clinging fondness, and the companion still of her who mourns earth's greatest loss.
To the broken hearted wife, daughters and sons who sit in sorrow where his footsteps shall never again find echo, we extend the sympathy of one who loved him as a brother.
All the business houses of the city closed during the funeral hour to pay their respects and the large edifice was filled to its fullest seating capacity and many stood during the brief funeral service. The casket was completely covered with the most beautiful floral designs all of which spoke of peace, purity and immortality. At the close of the services a long procession followed the funeral car to our silent city, where loving hands laid him to rest.
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