The Goldfield news. [volume] (Goldfield, Nev.) 1904-1911, 1910-07-30


very midst of his usefulness. At the
age of % he was a member of the
legislature of the state. At a later
period he was district attorney of
Storey county. And four years ago he
was elected state senator from Esmer.
aida county.
In public life he was ever present at
his post Of duty. He never betrayed
a trust. No scandals lurked around
him. With courage he piloted his pub
lie career through the s~torm-tossed
seas of temptation and prejudice into
the harbor of public veal, where -four
ished the signal lights of honor and
truth.
Senator Pyne deadf My intimate as
ISOLATION with him, his frequent pres
ence in this courtroom and in these
chambers, s%tubbornly resist the con-
seriousness that he will be here no more.
Sen. Pyne was an honest, safe, wise,
and able lawyer. He was always true
to the interests of his clients. If con-
%viction be the end and object of elo-
quence, then he was a most eloquent
lawyer. His diction was pure and sim
pie. He was always sincere, always
honest with the court, with the jury,
and with opposing counsel. His very
methods were convincing. He was al
ways modest and unassuming. He was
a fine Judge of human character. He
knew his own powers and his own limi-
~tations. He knew the powers and
limitations of those with whom he came
in contact.
Assembled in the presence of natures
most solemn mystery, there occurs to
my mind these words of the poet and
philosopher:
know myself. Presume not God to
scan;
For the proper study of mankind, is
man,
This was our friends creed, and by
its precepts did he order his life. In
the consciousness of his own strength
of character, uprightness, and r%ectitude,
he bore his responsibility in the profes
sion like a knight; fearlessly meeting
all problems as given him to meet, to
see, to do, and to understand.
During his last illness he suffered a
great deal, but he bore his suffering
without complaint. His nurse, in re-
Spouse to his inquiry about three hours
before he died, told him he could not
survive. Then he sank rapidly till
death.
1t may be interesting to you, and to
the people of Goldfeld, to know some
thing of his funeral. 1t was beautiful.
A large gathering of friends assembled
at the undertaking parlors about 8
o'clock on Friday morning. A process
sion formed and proceeded to st.
Mary's Cathedral. There another large
c%oncourse of people was met. The
honorary pall-bearers were all Nevada
friends. The great church was filled
with people, anxious to do honor to the
memory of Nevada's favorite and ma
tive son. The music was superb Flow
ers from loving hands were spread in
bounteous profusion. The services
throughout were imposing. That be-
loved prelate of Goldfeld, Father Der
mody, preached a most eloquent and
touching sermon. The occasion was in
spring. And were it not for the tears
and sobs, one might unconsciously pro
claim,
"Oh, Death, where is thy stings
Oh, Grave, where is thy victory!'
The funeral cortege then proceeded
to the silent and beautiful city of the
dead, Holy Cross cemetery. The grave,
the earth, and all around were covered
with most beautiful blossoms. The
casket was carefully and tenderly ear
ried to the how~er-covered opening, and
was permitted to gradually and slowly
sink to the earth beneath. The flowers
swung back again, covering the grave,
and all that was mortal of George L.
Pyne was at reast.
Father Dermody here again was at
the scene of love and duty, and In
earnest and pious supplication to the
Lord of all, gave voice to the words
that were in the hearts of those pres
emit and on every quivering lip, MAY
his soul rest in peace
"Tell me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream;
That the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real; Life is earnest;
And the uraYa is not its goal.