Books 66-67 (CG)

Evening Chronicle. VIRGINIA CITY, NEV. MONDAY...JANUARY 12, 1891

Memorial Sentiments.

At the regular monthly meeting of the Virginia Exempt Firemen's Association held yesterday the following was read and unanimously adopted:

Again has the hand of Death invaded our rapidly narrowing circle and we have followed Brother James Jewell to his last resting place.

Together with his many friends in this community do we regret his sudden and deplorable death, yet it is a vivid reminder that none of us know when our time may be called and we have to go.

James Jewell was one of the most active and worthy members of this Association, ever mindful of its best interests and at all times striving to promote its welfare and prosperity.

Our sincere condolence is herewith tendered to his bereaved widow and sorrowing relatives and the Secretary is directed to send them a copy of these memorial sentiments and inscribe the same upon the records of this Association.

ALF. DOTEN, J.P . SMITH, GEORGE I. LAMMON.

VIRGINIA CITY ENTERPRISE Tuesday, January 20, 1891

MORTON -- In Eureka, Nev., January 15, E. E. Morton, a native of Plymouth Mass., aged 72 years.

TERRITORIAL ENTERPRISE March 4, 1891

E. Clement, a pioneer of Lake Tahoe, better known as "Yank," died Saturday. He had resided on the shores of Lake Tahoe for 30 years, and was over 80 years of age.

DEATH OF P. T. BARNUM. BRIDGEPORT, Conn., April 7. -- P. T. Barnum died tonight.

BRIDGEPORT, April 8. -- Deep and profound sorrow prevails throughout this city today over the death of P. T. Barnum. Flags are displayed at half-mast and emblems of mourning can be seen everywhere. Arrangements are being perfected for the funeral, which will be held on Friday afternoon. Barnum leaves an estate valued at $5,000,000 which by the terms of his will is left largely to his legal heirs.

TERRITORIAL ENTERPRISE Friday...May 15, 1891

A GREASEWOOD CANE.

Poetic Tribute Contributed by the Hiawatha's of Walker River Reservation.

G. W. Pease, chief clerk and business adjudicator of the Walker River Indian Reservation, is in town attending to business. He brought in a a present to his old friend Alf Doten, a peculiarly nice walking stick, selected with care from the native greasewood of that section. The root forms a handle like a door-knob and the stick is straight as an arrow -- in fact the wood, itself is of ironical hardness, such as is used by the Indians for arrowheads, root-digging and similar purposes -- really a pretty cane of which the recipient feels justly somewhat proud. The presentation was accompanied by the following bit of Longfellow poesy:

In the land of Esmeralda, Where, on the borders of a river That flows to the Lake of Walker, Grows this fair sagebrush exotic. Hied one day a band of maidens, Of the dusky tribe called Pah-Utes, To this lake -- the Lake of Walker.

There was To-ge-a-na, So-be-ba-no, Com-me-lusa and Wa-na-ga; A pretty nymph they call Que-na-by, A jolly lass named Pas-a-did, Another one they call Se-woo-sa -- A daughter of Se-car-a-e-sa -- Cho-quid and Pas-e-we, We-ha-va and Hi-a-me, Ba-c-o-ni and So-qui-no, To-git-na and So-o-go-ne Went out for a picnic.

On their homeward way they brought This forest gem, And at my door they left it. I have molded, shaped and pruned it to its present form. Please accept it as a token From yours truly, G.W. Pease