Weekly independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1887-1914, 1913-08-08

VI sunny hentucky. de died in
Rawide. That is the beginning.
That is the end. Ia there in this
picture of what Ingersoll said
at the grave uf his brother.
Whether it be nea. the shore. or
IN mid ocean. or among the break
ers at the last, a wreck must mark
the end of one and all.
Born where brooks aud rivers
run musically through prolific soil.
where magnolia gladifora, like
white stars, glow in a armament
OF green, where lakes the green's
ward and the softest summer
breezes dimple the wavelets, where
the air is resonant with the melody
of thousand sweet voiced birds
and radolent of the perfume of
blooming flowers. that was the be-
ginning. Riley Grammar died in
Rawhide, where in winter the tops
Of the mountains are clothed in
garments of ice and in the summer
the blistering rays Of the sun bea S
down upon the skeleton of the de-
sert.
Is there in this picture of uni
versal life? Sometimes, when
look upon the circumstances of
life there comes to my lips a curse
| relate to you only my views. II
these run counter to yours, believe
what | say is sincere. When | see
the ambitions Of a man defeated,
when see him struggling with
mind and body to accomplish this
end, when | see his aim and pur-
pose frustrated only by fortutious
combination Of circumstances over
which he can exert no control
when | see his outstretched hands
about TO grasp the flag of victory
and TO sieze instead the emblem
Of defeat ask. Whist is life?
Dreams awakening. death. Life is
a pendulum betwixt a smile and
a tear. Life is but a momentary
halt within the waste and then the
nothing we set out from. Life is a
shadow. a poor player that struts
and frets his hour upon the stage
and then is heard no more. Life
is a tale told by an IDIOT, full of
sound, signifying nothing. Life is a
child blown bubble that but reflect Is
the shadows Of environment and is
gone, a mockery, a sham, lie. a
fools vision, its happiness, but Dead
Sea apples. its pains and crunching
of tvrant heel. Omar says il
better when he says 1--WE are but a
moving row of magic shadow
shapes that come and go, around
with sunny Illuminated lantern
held in midnight for the master
of the shore but helplcSs pieces of
the game we play on this checker
board of night and day; hither
and thither moved or checked or
slaves, and one by one back into
the closet laid. The ball no ques-
tion makes Of eyes or nose, but
here or thete as strikes Of the
player, goes. But he that tossed
you down into the field; He knows,
lie knows, He knows, but don't.
That's my mood. Not so with Riley
Grammar.
IF l have guaged his character
correctly he accepted the circum.
stances, surrounding him as the
mystic official to whom the univer.
sal had delegated its whole office
concerning him. He took defeat
and victory with equal cquanimity
He was a man of placid exterior.
His meteoric past shows him irwin.
chile in spirit and it is not irrever.
antly that | proclaim him a dead
game sport. When | use that
phrase do so by filing il as full
of practical human philosophy as II
will hold. Riley Grammar fullv
exemplified the philosophy Of those
fugitive verses It's easy enough to
be happy when life goes along like
song; but the man worth while
is the man who will smile when
every thing goes wrong; for the
test Of the heart is trouble, and
it always comes with the years
and the smile that is worth the
homage of the earth is the smile
that shines through tears"
There are those who will con-
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