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levada City Nugget
305 Broad Street. Phone 36:
A eect Revapaver, @s defined by statute. Printed and Published
atNevada City.
. Editor and. Publisher © 8 M. LEETE
1879.
One year (In
to life and limb.
less.
safety to the public highway,
speed may be considered.
past year.
Beach Press-Telegram.
Published Semi-Weekly, Monday and Friday at
Nevada City, California, and entéred
matter of the
Nevada City, under Act of Congress, March 3,
as mail
second class in-the postoffice at
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Advance)
Public Safety Must Be Assured
Throughout the Nation, public sentiment is being arous_ed to a point that demands effective action for a reduction of
highway fatalities.Here in California, particularly, where a
system of splendid boulevards and many scenic attractions invite extensive touring, there is a growing
something must be done to promote traffic ‘safety.
That speed is a more important factor in this problem
than heretofore: conceded is indicated by a report just made
by the State Department of Motor Vehicles. The proportion of
deaths on country roads’ and state highways now is greater
than on the congested streets of the cities.
time in the history of California that “the open road’’ has ex‘ceeded the more restricted urban thoroughfare as a menace
realization
share
of special regulations
;.
that
This is the first
The state survey discloses the corroborating fact that 65
_per cent of: all traffic killings occur when cars are exceeding
the 45-miles-per-hour speed limit. Death seldom attends an
autohobile or truck that is moving at 20 miles per hour, or
Another significant finding of this investigation is that
trucks are responsible for more than their relative
fatalities. Freight carriers represent about 15 per cent of the
moto vehicles registered by the state; and they are involwed
in 30.2 per cent of the accidents studied. Jt is not an infrequent
experience to witness a heavy truck, sometimes with a trailer
attached, dashing along a state road at a speed in excess of 45
miles an hour. In studying ways and means to bring pie
track
of
Accidents involving intoxicated: drivers and intoxicated
pedestrians increased 20 per cent in California during the
While it is unfortunately true that little progress has been
made in the past with the reduction of traffic accidents
means of campaigns for greater safety, nevertheless there is
evidence of a more and more general realization that the situation has reached a crisis and that drastic steps must be taken
to bring the careless driver and the careless pedestrian to a
realization of their debt to society, if not to themselves. ;
This need stands out with dreadful emphasis when it is
said that 2805 persons were killed and 45,153 injured on California’s streets and highways during the past year.—Long
DY
LOCAL . .
PE NING:
Mr. L. W. Cheney, superintendent
of the Gracey-Glencoe mine, spent
Christmas day in the bay district
with his family, returning home on
a
Wednesday evening.
Mrs. Ella M Austin, county superintendent of schools, went to San
Francisco where she spent Christmas
with her son, Mr. Bert Austin, and
Mrs. Aiistih,
Mr. and Mrs. Randolph Carter had
a happy reunion of family members
Christmas day with the following
present, Mr. and Mrs. R J. Morrison ‘and daughter, Miss Gertrude Rey:
nolds of Sacramento; Mr. Will Carter and son, Clark Carter; Messrs.
George and Lawrence Carter.
Mrs. Morgan Emlay of San Francisco. is the guest of Mr, and Mrs.
George Calanan aye the Christmas holidays.
“Mr. and-Mrs. Simon \Hieroninius
thad as Christmas day guests Mr. and
Mrs. De Matei of the bay district;
Mr. and Mrs. EB. C. McCluskey of Alleghany and Barton Smythe of LooniMr. and Mrs. B. M.
; Sparks, . Nevada, spent
with their daughter and son in law,
-. Mr. and Mrs. Eugene Tucker of Nepe ‘vada City.
Mr. and Mrs. J. P. Muscardini, of!
_ Sacramento street, had. a8 guests
_ Christmas ‘day their daughter, ‘Miss
ma Muscardini of Sacramento,
‘Mr. and Mrs. R. J. Ronchi of
Mergen
ave within the next few
Vashington, D. Ce to be
ee ee Congress: ‘reopens after
of .
Christmas,
Why Christmas Day Comes
on the 25th of December
HRISTMAS, which seems to have
been first officially instituted
church feast-day by a decree. of Pope
Telesphorus, between 142 A, D, ana
Indeed, it was’ the most movable of. all
It was usually
celebrated by the eastern branches of
the Christian church in April or May,
while in the western part of Europe
days in January or other months were
154 A. D., was a movable feast.
the Christian festivals.
observed as Christmas,
In A.’ D: 887 St. Cyril,
Jerusalem, obtained from Pope Julians
authority to appoint-a commission to
determine, if possible, the precise Gay
From the chronological archives of the Roman censors,
establishing the. times of oecurrence
of certain events of the same period ‘of
the Roman. government. of Palestine,
the theologians of the eastern’ and
western divisions. of the Christian
church agreed upon December 25 ss
the date of the birth of Jesus, and
thereupon this became the officially
decreed and generally nee Dies Christof Christ’s nativity.’
mas day.
a eo
CHRISTMAS SMOKES:
Alice—they say ‘a ‘woman “can't se-lect’ Chftstmas eigars.
May—Nonsense. I have been sound. Ang my: husband and he says he likes
All 12 arate todo is to light cigars,
match the shade.
Mistletoe, a Tree ag,
bishop of
a
I
“Us Praccht-Day ‘Siales.
“hee. Gens y Good Shesbery
for Mrs. Gandy to go to Sayville
that morning:
Mr. Gandy was going,
one she wished most to have. done—a
but Forgot Own Present .
I". WAS simply out of “the lquesticll
The day before Ohristmas and a thousand.things to do: but
Of course he
could do many errands, yet hardly the . ,
ANTA = MONICA, CALIF.—
Our ancestors, the men and
‘women who whittled this country out of ramping wilderness—
they were different, although perhaps difficult to get along with.
They'd fight you over almost any
issue—their personal rights, their public wrongs, their national principles,
their private prejudices, their outer
boundaries, their. internal policies. They
fought one another;
they fought foreign
powers. But, excusing
: politicians and professional. ‘whiners, they
didn’t'dd such an awful lot of fretting over
the painfully primitive
conditions of a pioneering life. We, their
children, with too
many Inws we won't enforce, too many
criminals we won’t punish, too many
unjust taxes we won't rebel against—
we complain about everything. It’s.as
though a race of eagles bred a breed
of worms that turn only to turn the
other cheelx. I guess we're getting
.peevishly flabby.“
I woke up this morningfeeling as
flabby as a cold flapjack, and I don't
know when I’ve been peevisher, So I
sat down and wrote this.
N.B.—And_ never mind telling me
that a worm hasn't any cheek, I know
that as well as yon do.
-_ * *
Irvin S. Cobb.
Van Sweringen’s Passing.
RANTED, that in these shifting
times there is a somewhat prevalent tendency to regard it this way
and be governed accordingly: for a
man to lave been a success is a crime,
but to have been a failure is a profession.
Even so, there’s still a thrill, reading
of the career of M, J. Van Sweringen.
Horatio Alger might have written him.
He starts life asa newsboy in Cleveland. Today, at fifty-four, he lies dead
there.
How many millions he left, nobody
knows. Probably he didn’t much care.
It must have been the sport and not
the size of the gume-bag that made
him a dominant figure in railroading
and» finance.
That’s one side of the American picture. The other side is that almost
every one of us knows, or has heard,
of a former reputed millionaire who’d
like to get a good job somewhere selling newspapers. .
* * *
The Source of an Idea.
RAN a¢rosSs it the other ‘day—this
ancient one.
Shipwrecke@ mariners in crisis, Sea
rising, life raft sinking beneath them,
no rescue craft in sight. Situation
seems to call for professions of faith.
But nobody can quote from the Scriptures, nobody. Gun sing a hymn, nobody
even knows a prayer. Desperately, the
mate speaks wp: ;‘Men, we gotta do
somethin’ pious—let’s pass the hat.”
I read that antique wheeze and in a
flash the puzzle was’ solved. Now I
know where tlrey got the original idea
—those economie wizards in and out
of congress, who, in times like these,
bob up with warious theories, but all
aimed at the Same purpose; namely,
that financial security can be restored
not by giving imdtstry a chance to recuperate, but by taking away the previous. fruits of industry,
% = + -*
Hollywood’s Newest Grievance.
. ieee parse! sentiment is that
those alleged polygamists recentlyon trial‘over at Kingman, in Arizona,
should be penalized for breaking the
rules. You see, the curious colony up
there in the @esert favors having a lot
of wives all at Once, whereas the Hollywood championship téam prefers various wives, one at a time, which prevents confusiom and works out to the
same gratifying high scores ‘In the end.
‘But no matter how the law may
serve those Arizona husbands, I would
put in a plea for the female co-defendants charged with'marrying ’em so
copiously. For I’ve just seen some
newspaper pictures of the male prisoners, Gentlemen of the jury, if they be
true likenesses, those poor near-sighted
women. already have suffered enough.
Talk about being more sinned against
than sinning.
= x *
That Banker’s Identity.
F THE President won't name him,
Ishan’t. But I’ll bet anything—any.thing I have left, I mean—that the distinguished banker who: told ‘him ‘this
country could swufely vo in debt for
quite a lot more Dillious is the same
financial wizard who counseled me
about my dainty little investments In
thé blithe, briiw days before 1929, It
certainly sounds like the same fellow.
On second thought, maybe not, Because the last’ E heard of: my banker,
he was sitting by the’ Steam-pipes at
a county poor-farm back Hast, telling
the other inmates about an infallible
system for beating those stock market
boys. ‘You see; he was sucker’ enough
to follow his own RONG, Can you
Despite its popularity as a}Christmas green, there is little worry about
conserving the ‘ecoultry’s supply
of
imagine?
‘the aa of $250. ‘aitd
mistletoe, For this attractive plant,
with its shiny, dark leaves and waxy
white berries, grows as a parasite high
‘on the branches of trees and does considerable damage:to its host frees.
Science has reyealed that the mistle—
toe seeds are carried from tree i. ee
by birds. :
from the genaty at
IRVIN S. COBB.
© Nofth. American Newspaper Alliance,
Inc.—— W NU Service.
The Blaci: Tiger
The black tiger is amene the rarest
of beasts, but the Imperial Gazetteer of
India says that a few specimens. have
oeen ahet
“NUGGET ADS PAY
\gout Obristmas duty is done,
== SEtO eS
bus which ran once a day.
begged her to come home with her
band.
guess.”
Give a large size.
bit of a scheme to get her husband
himself, but she was a trifle dismayed
when, at five o’clock, Mr. Gandy-came
home, tired, hungry and tumbled an
armful of packages on the kitchen
table,
“You got the sage for the dressing?
The celery? ‘The red toy truck for
Tommie? The blue mittens for Sarah?
The nuts and raisins; and the white
wool for grandma?”
Mr. Gandy nodded and inquired how
. goon supper would be ready.
“And,” asked his wife casually, “the
gloves for Andrew, his wife wanted?”
Mr. Gandy smiled. “I clean forgot
about them until the bus was ready
to start! So I just hopped into.a place
iand grabbed the first pair I saw. ‘Good
enough for old Andrew,’ I thought, but
they aren’t much.” He grinned a little shamefacedly, like a boy. i
Mrs. Gandy plumped down ina chair.
“Bill Gandy, that serves you just right.
Thoge gloves are a Christmas present
from me to,you. You are served with
your own saute!” And she laughed so
hard that Bill Gandy had to join her at
his own expense.—Martha B. Thomas,
© Western Newspaper Union.
Mothers’ Night, Ancient
English Christmas Name
HE oldest English name for Christmas is Moddra Night, or Mothers’
Night. In the early days, when our
Saxon forefathers’ had just settled
Gown in the country that was to be
England, the day of December 25th
was given up to games and feasting,
but the night was dedicated to the
special honor of mothers. They occupied the seats of honor, and everyone brought them gifts. Sons and
daughters who had gone out into the
world strove to be at home on. that
one night in the year.
A little later the name Yule Was given to Christmas, and the rejoicings of
the day were prolonged into night,
when men sang and told stories sitting
round the cheerful blaze of the Yule
log.
The old customs of Mothers’. Night
gradually died out, though they still
survive in a few’ parts of the country.
Its place has been taken to some extent by Mothering Sunday in the North
of England. On that day everyone who
ean do so still makes a pilgrimage
homewards, and the mother receives
the homage. of her family.—London
Tit-Bits Magazine.
SS Oss ES
THE DAYS BEFORF
ii
“What «fice manners the polite little Thompson boys have!”
“Yes, They are always like that
Just before Christmas,”
Proper Size for Toy Blocks
Four inches long by two inches
squarvé is a good size for children’s
building blocks, according to educational experts. These can be made at
home by cutting them from a 2 by 2
planed joist, sandpapering the edges
and corners to a slight roundness, ‘and
painting them in bright colors. Old,
worn blocks can be given a new lease
on life by enameling them in gay hues.
SSS ONS
Shakespeare and, Christmas
Christmas is mentioned but twice by
Shakespeare and then incidentally.
Yuletide. was, however, an important
time in his life, because it was then
that ‘his plays were produced by command at the courts of Queen Plizabeth
and James I, with went see’ in’ the
casts.
Toys’ Should Please the Child
Select Christmas toys to please the
child, not to amuse the adults in: the
family.
Your Christmas Pleasure
Your Christmas pleasure is due w.
gift for himself, Sayville was the nearest shopping place to the tiny village
where the Gandys lived, a good fifteen
miles over the mountain, by a rickety
Mrs. Gandy was struck with an idea.
She hurried to a neighbor’s house and
“Just ask Mr. Gandy if he will buy
for you a pair of gloves, for your husHe'll never
The, neighbor obligingly consented.
Mrs, Gandy felt well pleased with her
to buy his own gift (unknowingly) for
-son has just sung.
angels’ song, as he remembered it, in
the court of.the prinee, so that he and
his kingdom hbeeame thereafter faithful followers of the Babe Jesus,
BED wore a striped tunic of
oO” orange and white somewhat rag; ged and dirty, though his mother, Lara, washed clothes for other
families in order to keep herself and
ten-year-old son from starving, Yet
you seldom noticed Obed’s ragged tunic
because of his vivid face. His skin
was smooth olive, his lips were red,
and his dark eyes were the color of
pools at midnight. Obed sang a great
deal. If he heard a tune whistled on
the street he ran home singing it all
the way. If he heard music strummed
in the bazaars, he'd linger near until
he remembered every note of it. In
fact, Obed’s listening “ears were boxed
many times by people feeling too cross
or too t.ced for merry melodies. Even
Lara scalded him. “Have . not enough,
my son, beating: soiled clothes on hard
cold stones day after day, without listening te your voice sda ieee in every corner?”
But the whole world’ was a song for
Obed. The sweet twitter of birds on
dewy mornings. The sound of water
lapping over sand, the very rumble of
eart wheels over the eobble-stones thundered out its own rough music for the
pleasure of his ears.
*“What help are you te a poor mother.. ke gone with you!” scolded
Lara day after day. Obed laughed,
never meaning to be thoughtless or disobedient, having ears only for the music about him.
One evening late in December the
longing for the shepherd’s songs overcame him, and he slipped away at
dusk,
the morning he looked a different boy.
His cheeks were pale. His lips did not
smile, but there was a new and somber light shining in his dark eyes.
This time his mother gazed at him in
sorrow. He saw how worn she was,
and he kissed her. “I cannot say I’m
sorry,” he hesitated, “Not even now
can I tell you.” His tunic was worn
and stained. He wore a ragged sheepskin about his shoulders. On this he
sank down in his own corner and went
to sleep:. When he woke his face was
flushed and rosy. He knelt on the tivor
and looked at the busy street below.
Then he opened his lips and a song of
such joy and purity flowed out on the
air as to make everyone stop and listen.
Up and up soared the rapturous notes,
seeming to possess a visible radiance
of their own. Obed sang no words,
but the music charmed every ear that
heard it.
His mother stood behind him, her
hands for once idle at their task. The
tired ‘lines on her face melted into
peace. Her eyes looked far away.
Clearer and clearer the exquisite melody continued, and died on a faint
sweet note of ecstasy.
People listening below shook their
heads and moved on as if awakened
from a dream.
“Where,. my son, did you hear that
song?’ Lara spoke in a whisper.
“In the skies, my mother. It came
with wings and trumpets.”
“Do not tell falsehoods about: such
divine melody.”
Obed’s eyés shone, but he would say
no more. He hoarded the song in his
heart. One evening, however, when
the sky was clear and the stars shone
like jewels, the boy was moved to sing
again the beautiful; nameless music.
When it was, finished a knock came at
the door. Lara opened it to a black
Servant who bowed low. “My master,
the Prince, desires to know who sang
that song.”
Lara, trembling with fear, pointed to
Obed who stood near an open window. :
A tall figure dressed in rich furs and
embroidered tunic pushed his servant
aside,
Tf the, singer. and his mother will
honor my court With a visit, they shall
be conducted hither with safety.” The
voice was deep. “I am a prince from
a: distant country, who came to pay
homage to the new King born in a
stable, On my way to that stable,” his
Piercing eyes looked at Obed, “and
from afar off, I heard the song your
It came dropping
from the skies . . . angels’ heavenly
voices and trumpets. If: my people
could hear that music,” his vofce softs . .
ened, “I’m sure they: would all become
faithful followers of the Babe Jesus,
I promise you comfort, both of you, for
all your years.”
So Lara and Obed
quickly prepare
for the journey, pe and Obed sang ‘the
© Western Newspaper Union.
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fie cone
i the . condition
The Federal F Reserve Board
ports that $750,000,000 of foreign
gold had found its way to the American caches between the middle of
September through December 5th.
“Part of this gold has been
drawn from such sources as mines
and private hoards, but the bulk of
it has come from government and
recentral bank ‘holdings in Europe.’”
the board said in its regular monthly
bulletin.
The disturbed European situation
which preceded and accompanied the
outbreak of hostilities in Ethiopia,
led to a transfer of liquid balances
from London to New York.
“Foreign purchases of American
securities began to exceed sales last
May,’ the board explained, “and the
net inflow of foreign funds into American securities has continued practically up taj the present time. The
intensification of this movement in
the Autumn is attributable in some
degree to disturbed politcal. conditions abroad, but the movement as a
whole appears to reflect a feeling
among foreign investors that an opportunity for Fe ec investment
of their funds’ is offered by the American market.”’
Another factor was said to be the
position of the gold
bloe countries.
The. board said:
Capital in the gold bloe countries
has proved to be more sensitive to
of national budgets
and to political difficulties than in
the countries that have altered their
curriencies during the depression.
The principal outflow of capital
recently Bay been from Franee.
Father O'Reilly of Nevada City enjoyed Christmas dinner and day with
}the D. J. Couhglinfamily at Colum‘bia Hill.
He was gone all night and in +
Sacramento's Busiest Store
“NEXT ‘FO HALE’S
YEAR END
SALES
CONTINUE UNTIL
DECEMBER 31ST
THE YEAR’S GREATEST
AND FINAL APPAREL
CLEARANCE
Over 300: Women’s Fine
Coats
$5.00, $10.00, $15.00
Over 1200 Women’s Fall
Dresses
$1.00, $2.00, $3.00, $5.00
Over 200 Women's Fall
Suits
$5.00, $10.00, $15.00
Over 150 Formal Frocks
$3.00, $5.00, $8.00
—_—_—
Over 200 Children’s Coats
$3.00; $5.00, $8.00
Over 1200 Quality Wool
Sweaters _
$1.00, $1.50, $2.50.
-_
HUNDREDS OF
OTHER. ITEMS.
ALL OVER THE
STORE
“SENDS U. q S. GOLD