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Title: Volume 052-4 - October 1998 Collection Type: Books and Periodicals Collection Name: Nevada County Historical Society Bulletins # of Pages: 8 Download PDF: User Login Required Download OCR Text: User Login Required

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and must be endured. We shall contrive to get along somehow.” And our men replied, “Yes, we’ve done all we can to stop the flames. The town is gone; we’ll build it up again.” Even at that moment stern resolution stood out, the leading feature of Californians, to meet trial and discomfiture like old and well-tried warriors. Never in my life have I seen more fortitude or calmness displayed at misfortune than at that very hour; and what has been the result? In little more than a month, a stranger, to visit us, would scarcely know that a fire had occurred which had wiped a town from existence. What a moral spectacle does it present of California energy and enterprise. And do Californians look for sympathy from abroad? So far as kind wishes are concerned, one for another, it is gratifying. A brother’s love is always acceptable under misfortune; but our people depend upon themselves alone for the NCHS Bulletin October 1998 means of repairing their loss. I recollect reading, a year or two ago, of the destruction of some town in Germany by fire, when the sympathies of our Atlantic brethren were largely excited, and subscriptions were opened for the relief of the distressed foreigners. I have yet to learn of the first dime which was subscribed at home for the relief of ruined and suffering citizens, when San Francisco and Sacramento were burned under the most appalling circumstances. Thousands for a foreign people, but not a dime for their Pacific brethren! But it is a bright relief to witness the heartfelt kindness, the substantial sympathy which our suffering towns receive from a more fortunate one in California. Assistance and offers of assistance are showered down, and good will and sympathy are the order of the day. I love California; I love Californians! Theater of Angels by J. A. Tate ip 1958 GRASS VALLEY AFFORDED LIMITED ENTERtainment for a boy of ten. The Del Oro Theater, located at 167 Mill Street, was a source for fun escapism. While waiting in line in front of the double marquee, I gazed up at the tall triangular tower on the roof that spelled out neon Del Oros on all three sides. e™, Reaching in my pocket, I felt my candy money, two quarters and a nickel. Plenty for candy and admission. Walking across the rainbow-patterned granite floor with the red kiosk in the center, I checked out the six coming attractions in the large glass cases. Just outside the four oak double doors (topped with frosted glass), I gazed at the red, white and blue pulsing neon tubes on the entryway ceiling. Upon entering, my 35-cent ticket was torn by an usher who was splendidly attired in a red jacket with red-striped black pants. Spread over the outer lobby was a gold filigree royal carpet. The snack counter stood in the center of the lobby, a gleaming glass castle filled with tiers of candy and goodies. Perched on top was a popcorn machine that bubbled like a miniature volcano, caressing my nostrils with smells of hot melted butter and freshly popped corn. To the left was the hot-dog steamer, oozing tantalizing odors of wieners and buns. A sign proclaiming “Smacking Good Bon-Bons” seemed to call to me as I descended the carpet to the lower lobby. Centered in the lower lobby stood the red-tiled drinking WAITING FOR AN ANGEL ¥ NOLA IN PARIS [7% WAR OF ALL AGAINST ALL The Del Oro Theater, corner of Mill and Neal streets, as depicted by Grass Valley artist John Michael Keating. (Illustration © by the artist.)