The Last Request of a Forgotten Pioneer

George White, an inmate of the county farm, died yesterday of consumption at the age of 84 years. About two months ago, the old man was very low, and it was feared he could last but a few hours. He requested that he might see and speak a last word with his old friends—Sheriff Woolery and Chief of Police Rogers. His request was made known to them and they came to his bedside. He told them that he had no money, no means, and implored, in the name of friendship, that they would see that his body was not laid in a pauper’s grave. He wanted to be buried in the Masonic cemetery, no matter if he was laid away in the most out-of-the-way corner and given the smallest portion of ground. They told him that his wishes should be respected. The old man improved slightly, and lingered until yesterday morning. The remains were brought to Bonney Stewart’s, and will be laid to rest this afternoon in the Masonic cemetery. George White was born in Glencoe, Scotland, November 4, 1808. He followed the sea until 1867, when the Fraser river mining excitement attracted his attention to the Pacific coast. He did not reap an abundant harvest, and came to Seattle in 1868, where he has since lived. Sheriff Woolery said that he was one of the finest old men he ever knew, and although the victim of circumstances, he did not believe that he ever spoke a coarse word or had an evil thought.