White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1911-07-30

"it'ahulnS Hlm as the mystic OH
elals to whom the universe had dele
gated its whole Office concerning
him. He seemed to accept both de-
Feat and victory, with equanimity.
He was a man whose exterior was as
placid and gentle as | have ever seen,
and yet when we look back over his
meteorie past We can readily under
stand, If this statement be true, that
he was absolutely invineible in spirit.
If you will allow me, l will use a
phrase most of you are acquainted
with. He was a dead game sport
| say it not irreverently, but fill the
phrase as full of practical human
philosophy as 1t will hold, and l be-
lieye that when you say one is a
dead. game sport you have reached
the climax of human philosophy.
Il believe that Riley Grannan's
life fully exempliied the philosophy
of these verses:
" It's easy enough to be happy
When life flows along like a song:
But the man worth while
Is the mar who will smile
When everything goes dead wrong.
" For the test of the heart is trouble,
And 1t always comes with the years.
And the smile that is worth
The homage of earth
Is the smile that shines through
tears
II know that there are those who
will condemn him. There are those
who believe today that he is reaping
the reward of a m%is-spent life. There
are those who are dominated by med
iaeval creeds. To those | have no
words to say in regard to him. They
are ruled by the skeleton hand of
the past and fail to see the moral
beauty of a character lived outside
their puritanieal ideas. His good
ness was not of the type that reach
ed its highest manifestations in any
ceremonial piety. His goodness |
say. was not of that type, but of the
type that finds expression in a word
of cheer to a discouraged brother;
the type that finds expression in quiet
deeds of charity: the type that finds
expression in friendship. the sweet
est flower that blooms along the
dusty highway of life; the type that
finds expression in manhood.
He lived in the world of sport.
| do not mince my words. / am tell
ing what | believe to be true. In
the world of sport-hilarity some
times, and maybe worse: He left the
impress of his character on this
world and through the medium OF
his financial power he was able with
his money to brighten the lives of Its
inhabitants. He wasted 1t. so the
world says. But did it ever occur
to you that the most sinful men and
women who live in this world are
still men and women? Did ii ever
occur to you that the men and women
who inhabit the night-world are still
men and m A little happiness
brought into their lives means as
much to them as happiness brought
into the lives of the straight and the
sunlight into their night-life and
thereby bring them one single hour
of happiness, | believe you are a
benefactor.
"Riley Grammar may have wasted
some of his money this way.
did you ever stop and think how
God does not put all his sunbeams
into corn, potatoes and flour? Did
you ever notice the prodigality with
which he scatters these sunbeams
over the universe? Contemplate:
God filings the auroral beauties
round the cold shoulders of the
north; hangs the quivering picture OF
the mirage above the palpitatine
heart of the desert; s%eatters the sun
beams like lamellated gold upon the
bosom of myriad lakes that gem the
verdant robe of nature; spangles the
canopy of night and star-jewels and
silvers the world with the reflected
beams from Cynthia's mellow face;
hangs the gorgeous crimson curtain
of the occident across the sleeping.
room of the sun; wakes the coy
maid of dawn to step timidly from
her boudoir to climb the steps of the
orient and filings ~wide-open the gates
of the morning Then, tripping DER
the landscape. kissing the flowers in
her fight, she wakes the birds to
herald with their music the coming