Clark County NV Archives Obituaries.....SQUIRES, Henry E, February 17 1919 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/nv/nvfiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Gerry Perry missgerry@cox.net June 21, 2004, 2:01 am Las Vegas Age - February 22, 1919 LAS VEGAS AGE 2/22/1919 THE PASSING OF A PIONEER OF VEGAS DEATH OF HENRY SQUIRES REMOVES PROMINENT CITIZEN OF LAS VEGAS DIED SQUIRES; In this city, Monday, February 17, 1919, Henry E. SQUIRES, aged 54 years, eleven months and ten days, of pneumonia, following influenza. For some days the condition of Mr. SQUIRES was considered critical and the news that he had passed away was not unexpected. The funeral services were held Wednesday afternoon at two o'clock at the undertaking chapel under the direction of the Elks, of which the deceased was a member. Rev. Father O'GRADY took charge of the first part of the services and administered the rites of the church, following which the Elks performed their beautiful ritulistic service. The following were appointed acting officers for the occasion: Exhaulted Ruler: Henry M. LILLIS Esteemed Leading Knight: Walter E. SEARS Esteemed Loyal Knight: Jack PRICE Esteemed Lecturing Knight: Leo A. MC NAMEE Secretary: E. H. HUNTING Esquire: Fred J. PEARCE Chaplain: Harley A. HARMON The pall bearers were John FAGAN, P. J. SULLIVAN, Dr. R. W. MARTIN, C. W. PERRY, Dan J. O'LEARY and R. H. SCHAEFFER. Beautiful and appropriate music was furnished in the singing by Mr. STONE, accompanied by Mrs. R. W. MARTIN, of "Lead Kindly Light," "Nearer My God to Thee," and "Beautiful Isle of Somewhere." The floral tributes were unusually beautiful. In expressing the high regard in which the deceased was held and the grief which comes with his passing, we can do no better than to reproduce the eulogy pronounced by Exhaulted Ruler LILLIS, as follows: EULOGY AT THE GRAVE OF H. E. SQUIRES Family, Friends and Brother Elks: We are met here today to pay our last earthly honor and respect to our departed Brother Henry E. SQUIRES. Friends and Brothers, as we look today on all that remains here on earth of our Brother, our minds are filled with one fact and that stands clearly forth, the Uncertainty of Life and the Never Failing Certainty of Death. This scene portrays and brings vividly to one mind the common lot of all. We all should realize that while here today, we enjoy lifes' dream of happiness; yet we know not when the day or hour shall come when we shall be called away to that great change in life, which we call death. And, as we stand here today in the presence of death, let us resolve to prepare for the future, so that when the Summons comes from the Great Author of our being, we will be ready to go, leaving no pledge unfulfilled, no work undone, none left behind us to speak of us but with words of love. This solemn occasion, my Brothers, presents to our view the last sad closing scenes of a busy and well spent life. On occasions like this, we may briefly view the life of the deceased from the cradle to the grave. Aye, more! On occasions of this kind, as Elks, we view the passage of our departed Brother through the valley of death, but a milestone on his journey to eternal life. Briefly, Henry E. SQUIRES was born in the city of Denver, Colorado, on the 7th day of March, 1864, and died in the city of Las Vegas, Nevada, on the 17th day of February, 1919, living the short span of fifty-four years. We picture today in our mind's eye the child, school boy, and the fully developed man. Born and raised on the western verge of civilization of the United States, as it was in 1864, at the close of the Civil War, he was truly a pioneer of the west, imbued with every ideal of American manhood and American independence. For the first period of his life, some thirty-eight years he lived in the great state of Colorado. During that period we can see him as a child in his mother's arms, in a happy home. Later enjoying the privileges of the American public school, and when manhood arrived we find him busily engaged in mining and other pursuits in the frontier camps of that great mining state. Being thoroughly inured to the frontier life, we later find him busy on the frontier - in Arizona, where the Pioneer was busy wresting from the earth the buried treasures there awaiting development. In 1905, when the Las Vegas Valley was opened up by the building of the Los Angeles and Salt Lake R.R., we find him one of the pioneers. To many present here today his work and life are well known. Pioneer and western man, he early saw the business opportunities of Las Vegas Valley, and became a permanent resident of the city of Las Vegas. He qualified his intentions of becoming a resident of Las Vegas by the purchase of property and the entering into a business life in our midst. In that field his honesty, integrity and business ability brought him success, and his unswerving loyalty to the city of his adoption, made him hosts of friends in both social and business life. His business prosperity did not dull his love and friendship for his fellow man for he remained always the same friend without change. He was truly American in thought and in act, and never failed to respond to his country's call from the means at his disposal. In other words, he was loyal to his home, loyal to his city, loyal to his state and loyal to his country. We feel today, while here standing at his bier, that Las Vegas has lost an honest, industrious American citizen. We feel and know that his wife, his help-mate during the vissitudes and struggles of life as well as in its successes and its pleasures has lost a true and loving husband. Yet in this hour of sorrow, when sadness fills our hearts, we feel and see a ray of light shining clear and bright which leads to the realm above. We feel that this scene on earth which we call death, is but a hange in life, not endless death. We feel and believe that when our loved ones here are called away by death, their spirits simply go before to wait and welcome us in realms of bliss. That death is but a bridge that leads, from earth to Heaven, which we too soon must cross to meet and greet our loved ones gone before in a brighter and a happier life. To his family, friends and Brother Elks, I would say as we close these services and again return to our various callings in life, let us strengthen our fraternal love for all man kind, let our acts be kindly and given in the true spirt of Him in whose likeness man is created. And so I say, speaking for the surviving brothers in this Lodge, Goodbye--Good-bye until the hour of Eleven shall regularly return to set the Bells of Memory Chiming. Henry M. LILLIS This file has been created by a form at http://www.genrecords.org/nvfiles/ File size: 7.0 Kb