White Pine news. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1920-1923, 1922-01-01
ELKS PAY HOMORs TO
DECEASED COMRADE

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The funeral of John w Nyee, well
known mining man who met tragic
death at his home in Hamilton
Christmas night was held from the
! Wilson-Bates mortuary last Friday
afternoon under the auspices of the
Benevolent and Protective Order of
Elks, of which the deceased was a
member. The attendance was unus-
ually large and taxed the mortuary
to its capacity.
Rev. James MacLaugaljn. vicar of
| ST. Bartholomew church. in Ely,
| read the burial service and hymns
were rendered by Mrs. Anthony Ju-
| rich in a most tender manner, her
beautiful voice on this occasion being
at its best. while Mrs. II. e. Burnett
played perfect accompaniments.
Interment was in the Ely cemetery
and a long eoncourse of sincere
mourners followed the remains to
the grave.
Counsellor Gilbert f. foreman was
selected as the member of the Elks to
deliver the eulogy over the esteemed
| departed brother and delivered a
masterpiece in such an impressive
manner as to touch the heartstrings
| and bring tears to the eyes of all
within his hearing As Mr.. Boreman
spoke the dead silence was broken
only by the sobs from aching hearts
that filed the large audience. He
said:
MY friends. we are here today TO
pay last tribute TO our friend and
brother. John w. Nyce. 1t is always
sad to meet and fulfill this Office; 1t
rs doubly sad to meet under eirenm-
stances like the present. Weighted
down by grief over the recent death
of his father, whom he dearly loved
with eyes dimmed by tears as he
stood before the window. gazing out
over the srowy wastes and dreary
landscape, heartbroken, he fancied he
saw way cut; a Dassageway from
all pains and troubles: and took II.
For him the problem of the Great
Beyond has been solved; he knows
what lies across the Valley OF the
Shadaws. We whc remain can only
wonder. and hope. and trust.
| Some say II Is the end: that moth
ing lies beyond: 1t is finality But
with their statement knowledge ends .
they give no basis or substantial rea-
son. We may reply with the words
OF the noted Bishop Foster
| When you take the wires of the
| cage apart. you do not hurt the bird,
but help it, You let il out Of its
prison. How do you know that death
does not help me when IL takes the
wires OF my cage down? That il
does not release me and put me in
some better place and better condi-
tion of life
rs 1t not better To cherish the
thought. the faith. that there is an
other and happier place beyond the
grave?
And few there be. indeed. in
whom that thought is not ineradi-
cably implanted.
'Scoff though we may. disbelief
though we may openly express. yet
there is deep down in our souls the
germ of thought that will not be
killed. Death is the gate of a life
beyond
We frequently hear comment
made upon the shortness OF life: We
express sorrow at its brevity: yet We
are continually found wishing for the
hasty ending of every cycle ef II. The
boy longs for the time to f1y so he
will be Of age: then he longs to be a
man OF business and affairs: then to
create fortune: then TO acquire
worldly honors: then TO reach the
age when he can retire and enjoy his
honors and his fortune
In truth life is all too short: by
the time We have builded the s.ruet-
ure. and more often before. night has
come and we must leave Il. not to
return Is ii not truly solace and
a comfort to him who with abiding
faith can say
Life is real: life is earnest.
And the grave Is not its goal
Dust thou art, to Dust returneth,
Was not spoken fthe soul
Worldly sorrows, troubles and
misfortune bring many to the brink,
there TO pause and cast about for
help-then deeply ponder
To be, or not TO be; that is the
question. Whether tis nobler in the
mind &c suffer the slings and arrows
OF outrageous fortune or To take arms
against a sea of troubles, and by op-
posing. end them? To die-to sleep
no more: and by sleep. to say we
end the heartache, and the thousand
natural shocks that flesh Is heir to,
It's a consum nation devoutly to be
wished.
For our brother, earthly griefs
have ended; he has taken passage to
a quiet haven, where his shattered
bark may rest in peace.
May it be the peace which pass
eth understanding
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