Pioneer Genealogical Society - Ponca City, Oklahoma

 

 

 

The Times Record
Blackwell, Oklahoma
April 25, 1901

Submitted by
Loyd Bishop


OBITUARY

George E. Hinds died at his home in Carlisle township on Tuesday morning, April 9th at 1:35 a.m. after an illness of five weeks with typhoid pneumonia. The deceased was 42 years old; he leaves a wife and two small children, an aged mother, two sisters and three brothers, to mourn his death; one sis, Mrs. J. W. Reed, Jr., lives near here, the remaining members of his family live in Northern Kansas, but were present at his funeral, also a brother of Mrs. Hinds from Clay Center, Kansas was present. The funeral services were held at the residence, Rev. Dorman preaching an eloquent sermon, after which the remains were followed by a large number of relatives and friends to the Eddy cemetery where he was laid to rest by the side of his little daughter. Mr. Hinds was a member of the M. W. A. Nardin Camp which was well represented at the funeral.
George E. Hinds was born in Eden, Lamoille County, Vermont in 1859; came with his parents to Kansas in 1878; was married at Clay Center, Kansas on April 10, 1888 to Lucinda Reed and came to Oklahoma in the spring of 1894, where he resided until his death.
I shine in the light of God
His likeness stamps my brow;
Through the valley of death my feet have trod
And I reign in glory now.
No breaking heart is here,
No keen and thrilling pain,
No washed cheek where the frequent tear
Hath rolled and left its stain.
Oh friends of mortal years,
The trusty and the true;
Ye are waiting still in the valley of tears,
But I wait and welcome you.
Do I forget? Oh no,
For memory’s golden chain
Shall bind my heart to the hearts below,
‘Till they meet to touch again.
Each link is strong and bright,
And love’s electric flame
Flows freely down like a river of light
To the world from which I came.
Do you mourn when another star
Shines out from the glittering sky?
Do you weep when the raging voice of war
And the storms of conflict die?
Then why should your tears run down
And your hearts be sorely driven,
For another gem is the Savior’s crown
And another soul in heaven.
(Contributed.)