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Collection: Newspapers > Nevada City Grass Valley Nugget

July 8, 1949 (8 pages)

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ane bill are 4 306 Broad Street, Nevada City—Telephone 36 A legal newspaper, as defined by statute . ROBERT H. and DONALD W. WRAY, Publishers KENNETH,W. WRAY. Editor and Advertising Manager Member California Newspaper Publishers /Association Published every Tuesday and Ffiday at Nevada City, California, and entered as matter of the second class in the postoffice at Nevada City under Act of Congress, March 8, 1879. ¥ SUBSCRIPTION RATES One year outside county (in advance) One year in county (in advance) Four months (in advance) One month (in advance) COLLIER-BURNS ACT On June 10 we ran an editorial entitled “Shouldn't We Blame Ourselves” decrying the trend of encroachment by higher governments into the fields of local government. We asked the question whether we are to blame ourselves when state government takes over the problems our local governments shirk. A few days ago the state senate concurred in a resolution calling for county responsibility to provide matching funds for road projects which the state engineer will select. : The resolution results directly from the unclever machinations of county supervisors who want their road engineer or commissioner’ to be a figurehead while the supervisors continue merrily on their way piddling the funds away in patchwork aimed primarily for votes at the next election. The builders of our county ‘‘roads’” and we use the word hestitantly, apparently operate on the theory that “if we build better roads people will go racing around and killing themselves.’’ But the state and federal money comes to the counties for high-speed highways built as safely as skilled engineering can provide. The Collier-Burns act, under which we have set up a road commissioner with engineering experience, calls for the county to have a master program of road project planning to guide expenditure of some $182.530 for 149-50. To put this program into operation the act calls for the board of supervisors to adopt an official map following a public meeting; this map to show each road proposed to be improved in the county primary system. The state highway départment evidently recognizes that county “roads” need financing for better construction than was done in the gravel and grade rathole period. For that reason the Collier-Burns act calls for an engineering road commissioner and a project plan. Planning to date has been remarkable in its lack. Another income, and--with a -tighter string on the money, appears in the building of roads using so-called “Christmas tree’’ funds. The road commissioner must show the state his program before he gets the money and he must spend it where the plan calls for. So if we continue to pour our road-building funds into roads that never improve can we blame other than ourselves if the state moves in, retires our commissioner, statesmen and our road program, and sets up a bureaucratic road system? _ Then, will our statemen retire to their low-gear rocking chairs, watch us speed over our state-built county roads and cuss the encroachment of non-local government—never for a moment admitting they helped speed the encroachment by doing nothing—and doing that without plans? Seems like Europe has always been a jigsaw puzzle with a ‘‘peace’”’ missing. One of the greatest labor-saving inventions of today is tomorrow. A dimple is one depression enjoyed by all. The fly that buzzes the loudest gets swatted the first. -, Employer to beautiful blonde who has filled in job application: “Miss Jones, under ‘Experience’ could you be a little more specific than just ‘Oh Boy!’>?”’ _, SENATORS DISCUSS TAFT’S NEW LABOR BILL WASHINGTON, D. C.—Discussing Senate action on the new labor left to right: Senator Scott Lucas (Dem. IIl.), Majority “leader; Senator Elbert D. Thomas (Dem. Utah); and Senator “Robert A. Taft (Rep. Ohio). The Senate passed the Taft bill con51 to 42. tinuing majer provisions of the Taft-Hartley law by a vote of Just Wonderin’ ] Wonder when our minds advance Upon a single track, If they attain a certain goal And then come ambling back; Or do they just roll on and on In their own little train, Until they quite possess and rule The functions of the brain. oi I came to this line of thought when I discovered that my own thoughts were definitely upon a single track. Still here in the midst of Cherry Festivals, Fourth of July celebrations and Forty Niner parades, it is difficult to keep an open mind, especially when one follows the trend of modern spectacles devised to bring the men and deeds of 1849 before persent day generations. I've harped upon this subject; but isn’t it true that in reviving our memories of 'the old Forty Nine, we sometimes fail to give honor where honor is due? Is it not true that in many cases those who seek to repeat the sights and sounds of the past, succeed only in creating that which is grotesque and quite unworthy of the claims that make upon our credultiy? The celebration at Coloma was marred by the.-Hollywood touch, and the hjstory of that thrilling time when Marhsall discovered gold in the American river was distorted until those who knew the sequengfe of other day events were amazed and somewhat disgusted. I think the outbursts of misrepresentation are abating and by the time our centennial days are drawing to a close, the real pioneer and the true argonaut will be coming into their own and receiving their meéd of public attention. The purpose of the Centennial is of course to refresh our memories of California’s gold rush days and to portray for the younger generations the stirring events of those glamorous times. We seek to honor the past by recalling the bold, strong and stalwart men of old and presenting true and unvarnished pictures of them and their tasks. It is pleasing to see that many localities along the mother lode are trying to tell the, story truthfully and convincingly. The men and women who led California into statehood and established her among her sister states began their work early. San Francisco for instance notes that a piano recital was given in that famous town as early as 1850 and that grand opera came a year or two later. The men and women who crossed the plains or came around the Horn brought their ideals of decency and culture with them. In every small community, in every roaring camp the story is the same; desperadoes, gamblers, wild women, et al, were forced into the background as the forces of law and order took over. Homes were built, churches and school houses followed; our towns and our cities were founded, the resourcés of the state developed and it is to these men and women that we owe our allegiance today. It is our duty to frown upon those who seek to perpetuate the names and.actions
of outlaws and desperadoes. I am glad that our own Nevada City is following this trend and th® ceremonies honoring the memory of A. A. Sargent are a credit to the genuine spirit of patriotism which if followed will bring back to memory the lives and deeds of many a man and woman of those early grey dawn years and tend to enshrine them in the hearts of every true Californian. —Adeline Merriam Conner HOW IS YOUR CREDIT? Show us a man who owns his own home and we will answer the question. I. C. and JO BELL REAL ESTATE BROKERS , AND BUILDERS 242 Commercial Street—Nevada City fr ee GI and F.H.A. ——_____— . WE HAVE GOOD BUYS WITH LOW DOWN PAYMENTS a J Diccenr’s Frau Gow . Charles Scott Haley PERU—SEVEN YEARS AFTER After being discharged from, the American Expeditionary Force in Columbia, South Carolina, and returning to San Francisco, . came to Washington to look for a job. It so happened that my friend, Van H. Manning, was director of the Bureau of Minés at that time, and as . was first on a civil service list as mining.-engineer, he asked-me if . would undertake the task of making a report on placer operations in Alaska. . accepted the work, and was temporarily certified, while . went on to ‘New York to arrange my affairs. While in New York, . encountered a well known petroleum geologist and administrator whom . had met in London, who possesses probably the most active and farseeing mind of any geologist that I have had the pleasure to meet. He had recently taken charge of the exploration department of one of our largest oil companies. At that time, before the opening of the great Texas oil fields, it was surmised that the visible supply of petroleum was within sight of its ultimate limit. Therefore, all of the ‘major companies were trying to tie up acreage In new fields. Dr. Veatch had had his eye on northern and central Peru for some time, and, knowing that . had been in Peru and spoke the language, he asked me if I would be interested in going down and making arrangements for his company to tie up a substantial acreage. Oe The idea appealed to me very much, but I told him that I was already committed to the Bureau of Mines work. He called up Mr. Manning and asked if I could be released, because of the strategic economic value of the work in Peru. Mr. Manning thereupon gave me his release in a very gracious letter which freed me without prejudice, and . prepared for my trip south. It was not very long before I was on my way to New Orleans, armed with letter of credit and introductions to various powers that were in Peru. —_ in om, ee This time I landed without incident in Panama, -and took a Grace Line steamer to Callao. . could not see that there had been much change in the looks of the city when I landed and was greeted by the usual mob of gesticulating “‘fleteros” who wanted to handle my baggage up to Lima. The city of Lima itself had changed but little, although it was rumored that much new construction was going into effect under the new President, Leguia. . went to my old standby, the Gran Hotel Maury, and took rooms there, without any attention being paid to me, and then got in touch with the local head of the Cerro de Pasco, who steered me into proper channels for my necessary contacts with the Government of Peru. My attorney was Alejandro Puente, who was a first cousin of the President, and therefore was able to arrange any meetings or appointments that . wished. Dr. Puente was a very fine lawyer and a very charming gentleman, belonging to one of the oldest families in Lima, and its best society. Here . learned just how exclusive the “old families'’ of Latin America can_ be. Money or rank makes no difference in one’s reception. I was six months in daily working contact with. Dr. Puente before he decided that he knew. me well enough to invite me to his home. Afther that, every door of Lima was open to me socially—-before that, none. Business relations with the heads of State were easy enough, but entrance into their home life was a different matter. In the city of Lima there are only a few families who are of pure Latin blood, whose names go back as far as the time of Pizarro. They number among them some of the leaders of Peru, but the ruling class is by no means confined to them. Many of the most aggressive leaders of the country are of mixed Latin and Latin and Indian blood, and their wealth has enabled them to educate their children to a culture which will compare favorably with that of the purer racial strain. As a major in the army reserves, . enjoyed some prestige, but most of my ability to deal favorably with the government came from the fact that I was introduced under the aegis of the Cerro de Pasco. At that time there all seeking the same concessions that I was after. Most of them were cutting quite a social dash and entertaining officials and congressmen right and left—notably one English lord who had taken a villa in Chorillos, the fashionable suburb of Lima. . made no attempt to entertain anybody, and kept to my very modest lodgings in the hotel, and yet could see any official from the President down on two days notice. My first interview with President Leguia was very interesting. It happens that at the time of my first visit to Peru, seven years before, Leguia was thrown out by a revolution. As the vast crowd milled in the Plaza de Armas, yelling for his blood, this little man, about five feet four in height, came down from the Palace ahead of his ministers, looking neither to right nor left, and the crowd made way for him. His steel eye and indomitable will cowed them even when they knew he was the under dog. He had gone to London and amassed a ftrune in the mean time with the South Seas Trading Company. He was about sixty years of age, and could have passed the comfortable life of an English gentleman with ample means when he. was asked to return and sit upon what was then a volcano, ‘during the declining years of his life. From 1919 to 1935, he was practically dictator of Peru, and was eventually overthrown by a turn of the wheel which left him, broken and abandoned, to die on board one of his own ships in Callao harbor. 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