December 24, 1964 (24 pages)

~ [ee Cream Was Made By _ Hand Freezer (Continued From Page 5) Leven made butterflies of colored paper and pinned them here and there on the branches. Madeline would look and look, even bending her little head far down to look under the tree, and she'd say, “It'ssucha pretty ribbon, "I didn 't pay much attention at first, but she said itso many times I got down on my knees to see what she called “a pretty ribbon" and looked straight into the cold eyes of a huge king snake! I employed the rest of the day stopping up knot holes, Pale gray light crept through the open windows of ourcabin and Iwoke to fuzzy consciousness that some way this morning was different. Of course! today was Christmas! I stole out to light the fire before my family waked but Madeline was already sitting up in bed, one pink foot dangling over the side as she eyed the packages under the tree. Madeline's face was full of joy and wonder as the packages yielded magic things, and soon the cabin floor was covered by wrappings. We were far away from the cities' lights and Christmas glamor, but some way the real meaning of this holiday was clearer to me than it ever had been before. I looked up. Chal had stopped reading our Christmas letters and allthe hurts of a lifetime were in his eyes. He passed me the last letter. It was from one of his dredgemasters of the old Hammonton days. I understood. The years he had spent at the little dredge town of Hammonton were, I think, the happiest ones of his life. Mr. Gardner of Oroville (Erle Stanley's father) had sent him there when Hammonton was a tent town with only two dredgersin operation. He was foreman under Newton Cleaveland, general manager. Mr, Hammon, a Guggenheim man, touched there occasionally in his travels in the , Guggenheim interests. My husband arrived there full of youth, health and ambition, bent on creating a model dredge town, and that is what it was for many years, a picture book village of beauty and neatness. He was there until there were 13 -dredgers and then almost over night his health began to fail. My husband was possessed of high intelligence and a personality that made lifetime friends for him where ever he lived. We both knew --without having to speak gloomy thoughts on this happy day, that though now he might have years of life, his days of high endeavor were over forever. Madeline was thrilled with all of her presents butthe one she liked best was a little pair of heavy boots her uncles had given her. She patted them lovingly as she placed them beside her doll Nellie on her cushion under the tree, It was very cold outside, now, but she shrugged into her sweater and witha little pail over her arm, and Nipper at her side, _ she went out to pick up acorns for And Ditch Ice Recipe For Welch the pigs. And Chal andI froze ice cream in the folks‘ old hand freezer with ice from the ditch. The old ranch house was alive with wood fires and the soft light from kerosene lamps as we gathered around the table for mother's roast goose dinner. Presently Tiny Tim limped out of the ~ shadows and sat down by my side. We thanked mother, not only for the dinner, but for all the dear things she'd done for us through the months. We thanked dad for a life-time of giving, and my brothers for just being themselves, and‘as we rose from the table a small voice said, “And God bless every one.” Veterans Insurance Available President Johnson has signed into law an act passed in the closing hours of the 88th Congress. This will permit disabled veterans to purchase National Service Life Insurance and nondisabled holders of term insurance to convert to a more stable policy. While the effective date of the law is not until next May 1, the Veterans Administration has prepared a summary of the provisions well in advance because of the one year limit in which veterans may apply for benefits of the law. Three conditions are placed upon people who may purchase new National Service Life Insurance: (1) They were eligible to buy NSLI after October 7, 1940, and before January 1, 1957, and (2) They have service connected disabilities or they have non-service disabilities which make them uninsurable by commercial companies even at the highest rates, and (3) They do not have Government Life Insurance or, if they do, have less than $10,000 coverage. The second portion of the law permits present holders of National Service Life Insuranceto change to a new plan, called “modified life". This provision applies regardless of whether or not an individual is disabled or the type of National Service Life Insurance he holds, The plan was designed primarily to give stability for insurance programs of those veterans who currently hold term insurance. Under the provisions of this existing insurance, rates can increase every five years so that rates at higher age levels are excessive. The new plan provides a lifetime level premium lower than any other GI permanent plan and avoids the periodic premium increase of term insurance, The full value of the policy is stable until the age 65 at which time it is reduced by half. Deadline for application is the same one year period commencing next May 1. Cookie’s Corner By Cookie Cutter I came into the office today draped in holly and full ofthe le-tide spirit, smelt the ink, heard the clatter of the presses, threw out the burnt puddings and thought, “That this paper needs is a recipe for Welsh Rabbit. " I sat down, tuned the typewriter, sang my little song, and sent the copy to "Ed." Usually when my work goes out it comes back with questions pinned to it. Today the question was as follows: bh "Is the Welsh thing a rabbit or a rarebit?” : Nothing is more frustrating to a lady writer than to face these questions, sol said “Merry Christmas” or four-letter words to that effect, started out to lunch, and ran smack into (of all people to meet in a crisis) Miss Birch. “How can you celebrate Christmas when the conspiracy is so far advanced?" she asked. “The government is about to turn us over to slavery." “Where do you get all this nonsense?" asked, still wondering about rarebit -rabbit. “Here,” she said, handing me a well-thumbed copy of None Dare. Call it Treason. “Who are your favorite heroes? I'll prove they are all Commies. It's all well documented-mostly from. the Congressional Record. ” Now I happen to be a girl who likes nothing better than to read the Congressional Record. Wheneverlam not cooking or answering questions I am reading the Congressional Record, andl pretty wellremember page A4650 from September 10, 1964 which dealt with None Dare Call it Treason. On that date Congressman Charles A. Vanik of Ohio inserted in the record--with his recommendation--an analysis of the “Treason” book prepared by an organization called the National Committee for Civic Res~ponsibility. It stated “that the book was, at best, an incredibly poor job of research and documentation, and, at worst, adeliberate hoax and a fraud." It also stated that "In dishonestly seeking to undermine the confidence of the American public in our schools, churches, universities, newspapers, TV, and radio as well as in our govern~ ment officials, Stormer (the author) seems to be doing the devil's work.." And: “In case after case, the author has subverted those references to give a totally erroneous impression and even to say pre~ cisely the' opposite of what his own reference claims. " “I'll borrow your book, " T said, but now I have to find out whether it's Welsh rarebit or rabbit." "If it's Welch, it must be rarebit, " Miss Birch declared. “He's my hero,” And she handed me ‘Rarebit’ the following bit written by Robert Welch in 1958, in The Politician: “., but my firm belief that Dwight Eisenhower is a dedicated, conscious agent of the Communist conspiracy is basedon an accumulation of detailed evidence so extensive and so palpable that it seems to me to put this conviction beyond any reasonable doubt. “ "That'sarare bit, all right,” I said, “Does anybody else believe it?" "Of course not,” she said, “they're all Commies. Anyway, he sort of retracted it later. That's what keeps us on our toes, “ She hustled off to show the quotation to somebody else. No longer hungry, I went back to the office and wrote the following note to my editor: “It better be rabbit. The rarebits are too indigestible. " Brian Jamison Completes Basic Airman Brian L. Jamison, son of Mr. and Mrs, John Jamison of Washington Star Route, Nevada City, has completed Air Force ‘ Brian L. Jamison basic military training at Lackland AFB, Tex. Airman Jamison has been selected for technical training as a specialist at an Air Training Com~ mand (ATC) school at Gunter AFB, Ala. His new unit is part of the vast ATC system which trains airmen and officers in the diverse skills required by the nation's aerospace force, The airman is a 1962 graduate of Nevada Union High School, Grass Valley, and a former student at Sierra College, Rocklin. Santa Claus Schedules Visits In Grass Valley Santa Claus, who arrived in Grass Valley Dec. 12 by helicopter, has regular office hours now in his Grass Valley headquarters at 208 West Main Street. The headquarters will be open every day except Sunday from 1-4 p.m. and 6-8 p.m. Before glassblowing was discovered, vessels were formed’ around a core of clay or sand which was removed after the object was finished. 6 % g mo = 2) 5 “< = 8a 8 8 3 g s 3 December 24, 1964,.Nevada County Nugget..\J

~ [ee Cream Was Made By _ Hand Freezer (Continued From Page 5) Leven made butterflies of colored paper and pinned them here and there on the branches. Madeline would look and look, even bending her little head far down to look under the tree, and she'd say, “It'ssucha pretty ribbon, "I didn 't pay much attention at first, but she said itso many times I got down on my knees to see what she called “a pretty ribbon" and looked straight into the cold eyes of a huge king snake! I employed the rest of the day stopping up knot holes, Pale gray light crept through the open windows of ourcabin and Iwoke to fuzzy consciousness that some way this morning was different. Of course! today was Christmas! I stole out to light the fire before my family waked but Madeline was already sitting up in bed, one pink foot dangling over the side as she eyed the packages under the tree. Madeline's face was full of joy and wonder as the packages yielded magic things, and soon the cabin floor was covered by wrappings. We were far away from the cities' lights and Christmas glamor, but some way the real meaning of this holiday was clearer to me than it ever had been before. I looked up. Chal had stopped reading our Christmas letters and allthe hurts of a lifetime were in his eyes. He passed me the last letter. It was from one of his dredgemasters of the old Hammonton days. I understood. The years he had spent at the little dredge town of Hammonton were, I think, the happiest ones of his life. Mr. Gardner of Oroville (Erle Stanley's father) had sent him there when Hammonton was a tent town with only two dredgersin operation. He was foreman under Newton Cleaveland, general manager. Mr, Hammon, a Guggenheim man, touched there occasionally in his travels in the , Guggenheim interests. My husband arrived there full of youth, health and ambition, bent on creating a model dredge town, and that is what it was for many years, a picture book village of beauty and neatness. He was there until there were 13 -dredgers and then almost over night his health began to fail. My husband was possessed of high intelligence and a personality that made lifetime friends for him where ever he lived. We both knew --without having to speak gloomy thoughts on this happy day, that though now he might have years of life, his days of high endeavor were over forever. Madeline was thrilled with all of her presents butthe one she liked best was a little pair of heavy boots her uncles had given her. She patted them lovingly as she placed them beside her doll Nellie on her cushion under the tree, It was very cold outside, now, but she shrugged into her sweater and witha little pail over her arm, and Nipper at her side, _ she went out to pick up acorns for And Ditch Ice Recipe For Welch the pigs. And Chal andI froze ice cream in the folks‘ old hand freezer with ice from the ditch. The old ranch house was alive with wood fires and the soft light from kerosene lamps as we gathered around the table for mother's roast goose dinner. Presently Tiny Tim limped out of the ~ shadows and sat down by my side. We thanked mother, not only for the dinner, but for all the dear things she'd done for us through the months. We thanked dad for a life-time of giving, and my brothers for just being themselves, and‘as we rose from the table a small voice said, “And God bless every one.” Veterans Insurance Available President Johnson has signed into law an act passed in the closing hours of the 88th Congress. This will permit disabled veterans to purchase National Service Life Insurance and nondisabled holders of term insurance to convert to a more stable policy. While the effective date of the law is not until next May 1, the Veterans Administration has prepared a summary of the provisions well in advance because of the one year limit in which veterans may apply for benefits of the law. Three conditions are placed upon people who may purchase new National Service Life Insurance: (1) They were eligible to buy NSLI after October 7, 1940, and before January 1, 1957, and (2) They have service connected disabilities or they have non-service disabilities which make them uninsurable by commercial companies even at the highest rates, and (3) They do not have Government Life Insurance or, if they do, have less than $10,000 coverage. The second portion of the law permits present holders of National Service Life Insuranceto change to a new plan, called “modified life". This provision applies regardless of whether or not an individual is disabled or the type of National Service Life Insurance he holds, The plan was designed primarily to give stability for insurance programs of those veterans who currently hold term insurance. Under the provisions of this existing insurance, rates can increase every five years so that rates at higher age levels are excessive. The new plan provides a lifetime level premium lower than

any other GI permanent plan and avoids the periodic premium increase of term insurance, The full value of the policy is stable until the age 65 at which time it is reduced by half. Deadline for application is the same one year period commencing next May 1. Cookie’s Corner By Cookie Cutter I came into the office today draped in holly and full ofthe le-tide spirit, smelt the ink, heard the clatter of the presses, threw out the burnt puddings and thought, “That this paper needs is a recipe for Welsh Rabbit. " I sat down, tuned the typewriter, sang my little song, and sent the copy to "Ed." Usually when my work goes out it comes back with questions pinned to it. Today the question was as follows: bh "Is the Welsh thing a rabbit or a rarebit?” : Nothing is more frustrating to a lady writer than to face these questions, sol said “Merry Christmas” or four-letter words to that effect, started out to lunch, and ran smack into (of all people to meet in a crisis) Miss Birch. “How can you celebrate Christmas when the conspiracy is so far advanced?" she asked. “The government is about to turn us over to slavery." “Where do you get all this nonsense?" asked, still wondering about rarebit -rabbit. “Here,” she said, handing me a well-thumbed copy of None Dare. Call it Treason. “Who are your favorite heroes? I'll prove they are all Commies. It's all well documented-mostly from. the Congressional Record. ” Now I happen to be a girl who likes nothing better than to read the Congressional Record. Wheneverlam not cooking or answering questions I am reading the Congressional Record, andl pretty wellremember page A4650 from September 10, 1964 which dealt with None Dare Call it Treason. On that date Congressman Charles A. Vanik of Ohio inserted in the record--with his recommendation--an analysis of the “Treason” book prepared by an organization called the National Committee for Civic Res~ponsibility. It stated “that the book was, at best, an incredibly poor job of research and documentation, and, at worst, adeliberate hoax and a fraud." It also stated that "In dishonestly seeking to undermine the confidence of the American public in our schools, churches, universities, newspapers, TV, and radio as well as in our govern~ ment officials, Stormer (the author) seems to be doing the devil's work..." And: “In case after case, the author has subverted those references to give a totally erroneous impression and even to say pre~ cisely the' opposite of what his own reference claims. " “I'll borrow your book, " T said, but now I have to find out whether it's Welsh rarebit or rabbit." "If it's Welch, it must be rarebit, " Miss Birch declared. “He's my hero,” And she handed me ‘Rarebit’ the following bit written by Robert Welch in 1958, in The Politician: “., but my firm belief that Dwight Eisenhower is a dedicated, conscious agent of the Communist conspiracy is basedon an accumulation of detailed evidence so extensive and so palpable that it seems to me to put this conviction beyond any reasonable doubt. “ "That'sarare bit, all right,” I said, “Does anybody else believe it?" "Of course not,” she said, “they're all Commies. Anyway, he sort of retracted it later. That's what keeps us on our toes, “ She hustled off to show the quotation to somebody else. No longer hungry, I went back to the office and wrote the following note to my editor: “It better be rabbit. The rarebits are too indigestible. " Brian Jamison Completes Basic Airman Brian L. Jamison, son of Mr. and Mrs, John Jamison of Washington Star Route, Nevada City, has completed Air Force ‘ Brian L. Jamison basic military training at Lackland AFB, Tex. Airman Jamison has been selected for technical training as a specialist at an Air Training Com~ mand (ATC) school at Gunter AFB, Ala. His new unit is part of the vast ATC system which trains airmen and officers in the diverse skills required by the nation's aerospace force, The airman is a 1962 graduate of Nevada Union High School, Grass Valley, and a former student at Sierra College, Rocklin. Santa Claus Schedules Visits In Grass Valley Santa Claus, who arrived in Grass Valley Dec. 12 by helicopter, has regular office hours now in his Grass Valley headquarters at 208 West Main Street. The headquarters will be open every day except Sunday from 1-4 p.m. and 6-8 p.m. Before glassblowing was discovered, vessels were formed’ around a core of clay or sand which was removed after the object was finished. 6 % g mo = 2) 5 “< = 8a 8 8 3 g s 3 December 24, 1964,..Nevada County Nugget...\J