September 12, 1963 (16 pages)

Page 14 8$G@ S08 ae oe &e NUGGCHT BREA a ied ae Friday, 23 Aug. 1963 Mr. ‘Robert Pai % Fools Gold Coti DeatBob--= 5, < te ae ies . = oh We = = te y jaijonal.Hotel in*the Bob’Paing toom while § it was 4 genuine “bonus” for our entire-famil 1 Nevada City. And ‘an,meeting the rea BobsPaimeand Having. oul Wer Kit qd pétsona tour of Nevada City during ouf¥ecent Vi : ity © ae = ere the ,population rush” now elivirig’'in southern California, w eta >. z g Tully Appreciated the replaces Your great*Gold Rist i igure as e, St rrougding historic, matetiless : “esuntry~ — be = & hil over your iistoric city. 1 haW@ never seen a’single city and sur rounding»area with §o much of early Cabhifornia and indeed earl America left for us to, still seeand earn from, as we found in Nevada City. 0 I hope your fellow residents of Nevada City appreciate whatvan historic treasure is there--and uniquely theirs since when it is gotte. there will be no replacement for it. ; . It would seem a sad and unneeded loss to your community and \ to all of us in California, to sée our few precious historic centers such as Nevada City disappear to make room for what we call "progress" and what too often becomes just another “earbon copy” of all the other cities which have been made alike by similar "progress". ; F Thank you for your kindness in letting me andsmy family walk back 100 years in the living history, DOOR that § Nevada City! ze s/Jim Cooper Managing Editor The Independent Santa Ana eT Bowers’ Mansion, about 1880, It stands today, somewhat remodeled. ‘Living History. Book’ Unfolds For Editored’in staying at the ; real heritage in our state that: you ‘peo le. have in Nevada City and, 5 e are trdebted to you. and to Mgs. Victor Herman for the : glimpseinside the lWely William M. Swart mansion high ‘on the — _ “Yours sincerely, , NU NEWS. Honda Seatniks. Roost At High School Parking Lot By Debby Thompson The two-wheeled red terrors that fly through Nevada City and Grass Valley have come to roost at NU. On an average day one seesa Vespa, two Yahamas, and’ 11° Hondas in’ the upper parking lot. ‘This is about three times as many as there were last year. After schooi these 15 or 20 Hondaguys, Vespaguys, and Yahamaguys get together and show off theirwheels. There is essentially no difference between Hondaguys, Vespaguys, and Yahamaguys. They all have the greafest pride in their cycles. They are symbols of prestige. If you see a Hondaguy going up and down the same street several times, don't worry. It’s just his girl-catchihg technique. Speaking of girls, . Hondas have opened up a new world for them. Now they have'a good excuse for wearing slacks on dates. A Hondagal can tell her guy's Honda from all the rest. Halfa dozen Hondas can go by anid she won't stir. But when'she hears that ‘certain putt she Knows it's SEL AY Wii 2 GB ie Uh. gilisiv¥ So ¥ oS} &@ IPAs AE Bee 0403008 Oe & DOMESTIC INTELLIGENCE ©9® FOOL’S GOED’ — 4 hie cc late bia pie F: * 2Se 22 He O® ws Bill . ins ‘emon “WL Bill reac *. his-pipe on a rock By way of acGATH (Continu ytackle. Now rai these whiz-johnnies comes bar‘ elin’ up the trail in a cloud of ‘whips out .a$pinnin' rod ‘n‘ reelwith a mile o’ monoline ‘n' a boxful 9 lures ‘n‘ in an hour or so has’ @ full creel 'n' is headed ¢ for town, throwin’ rocks on that likes to hold bit o' wild country ere we can smell ‘ pennyroyal, not pine.net . BT hed over and knocked cent, hitting the boulder so hard in his highly excited state that he broke off the stem--which wasn't any real loss, because Bill always carried two or three pipes, none . a’. SIBBSIZRS sii Bt mG! WO. 918! Eilley Orrum -the Queen of the Comstock. It's fun being a collector in the Gold Country. Ruth and I go in for first edition bar room chairs and mine crucibles used: ip the wes » fining of underground gold of abandoned Sietra*Nevada wealth ° producers. There's always an invitation to you Nugget readers to visit us at 900 Zion St. in NC. For 'thdse of you who can’t ~’ this picture. The chair is from the now~gone famous stage stop the © »,SleighyillE"House above Camptonyilte, the large black crucible is’ t 2D from the Union Blue mine néaf' North Bloomfield and was a gift-of Bill and Mame Mc Clain of the Golden West Hotel, Graniteville. The large crucible in back is from the Colombo Mine in the Sierra Buttes. Ruth found it while rummaging around the dump there she. being a natural:born scavenger, a prime requisite to the collector. Thesmall front. crucibles are-from-the Empire, Brunswick and Hoge properties and were gifted by Mrs. Jean Innis and Charles Brown: We have other “first” chairs from the hotel im Lake City,’ NO Fire Department, and. the Council Chamber Bar now Eddie Furano’s Bank Club.) The bronze lady with the swivel hip who is she? My friend, Rosie Varischetti, of the La Rosa Inn gave her to me. Rosie got the statuette from Eilley Orrum’s maid, And who was Eilley Orrufii? She! was Sandy Bowers’ wife and she was the self-named' "Queen of the Comstock”, The Bowers Mansion whom many’ of you~ have seen is:in the Washoe-C arson Valley, near Virginia City; Nevada. L have often told the story of the Ott Assay office and the silver assay and the connection with the State of Nevada, Eilley Orrum was operating a boarding house and owned ten feet of ledge that had been given her for a board bill. It would make her fortune. She married Sandy Bowers, a teamster, whose claimh ‘adjoined:hers. Sandy was a good:man: illiterate, unkept, fond of liquor, ‘but generous, loyal, and with manners that spring froma kind ‘heart, The rise and fall: of Eilley Orrum and her husband Sandy Bowers, and of her. mansion filled with: valuable art objects like the bronze lady guarding our.chair and crucibles, is a tragic’saga. Some day in this column I will write more of the “Queen of'the Comstock!" ee Bilin of ‘which! Wasevet lit except in ‘ dwim'p) 'Heé“iso one ‘of thosé! men who'wear a pipe Potten wonder if hé takes ‘one’to bed’ with tim: Weffitially picked durselves up and‘headed back up ‘the trail,’ bit . not before Bilthad rolled a “couple Rlogs across it? ah action Which he Ptodk gréat plee in’ repeating” at half-mile intervals’ as‘we pto41 Geeded over the moantaifi! eo T pad Fs is for hikers’ “n" pack {animals ‘‘n*once ina while for } saddle horses to Cairy people who The lady on the chair came~from-the-home-ofPRin ‘still. appreciaté*wild country . -butain't-got-no-ginger in their legs no more. But they ain't for nitwits, on whizgbikes, 'n' if the guv'ment ain . tigoin ‘todo nothin’ -about it, guess all we kin do is fight ‘em with the tools to hand. After they've moved a few dozen logs off'nthe trails maybe they‘ll figgerit!s too much trouble ‘n’ stay on the roads. " Well, therest of us gripe about things like this but old Bill has alwaysbeen a man of action and I couldn't help but chuckle at the energy the old-timer could put forth when he got fired up over something like this. ; ‘Old Bill isn't alone in his resentment over the motorization of:our established trails in the high country. This power-cycle craze has grown so fast that it has: taken most everyone by surprise. Not only are the trails being made unsafe and unfit for hiking, but these “whiz-bikes", as old Bill calls them, are being used as a means of keeping Junior amused while incamp. He is being turned loose to kick up a cloud of dust on your pancakes and my bacon and eggs while Ma and Pa are. off fishing or boating on the lake. City and State authorities are to be commended for having put a damper on the go-kart craze of last year by barring them from public streets and roads, saving teacher; at NU,. became ill this You, don't think it's possible? summer -near the: endiof her visit Well, the next time. you hear two Hondas go by see.if you. can tell a zoom from, a.zooom! + +.+ +.+ _.Miss Margaret Phariss,. Spanish covering andhas aot yet returned to school,” Mrs. ;\Veryl: Hamilton, (sb¢Gontinued on-Page 13)jo: to Central America. She is re-+} out residential ateas from pandemonium. It is time for the same decisive action tobe taken’ on’ motor bikes inthe forests. —_ Old Bill’ just can ‘t roll enough jogs across the trails aif By him self to get the job. déney® forse

Page 14 8$G@ S08 ae oe &e NUGGCHT BREA a ied ae Friday, 23 Aug. 1963 Mr. ‘Robert Pai % Fools Gold Coti DeatBob--= 5, < te ae ies . = oh We = = te y jaijonal.Hotel in*the Bob’Paing toom while § it was 4 genuine “bonus” for our entire-famil 1 Nevada City. And ‘an,meeting the rea BobsPaimeand Having. oul Wer Kit qd pétsona tour of Nevada City during ouf¥ecent Vi : ity © ae = ere the ,population rush” now elivirig’'in southern California, w eta >. z g Tully Appreciated the replaces Your great*Gold Rist i igure as e, St rrougding historic, matetiless : “esuntry~ — be = & hil over your iistoric city. 1 haW@ never seen a’single city and sur rounding»area with §o much of early Cabhifornia and indeed earl America left for us to, still seeand earn from, as we found in Nevada City. 0 I hope your fellow residents of Nevada City appreciate whatvan historic treasure is there--and uniquely theirs since when it is gotte. there will be no replacement for it. ; . It would seem a sad and unneeded loss to your community and \ to all of us in California, to sée our few precious historic centers such as Nevada City disappear to make room for what we call "progress" and what too often becomes just another “earbon copy” of all the other cities which have been made alike by similar "progress". ; F Thank you for your kindness in letting me andsmy family walk back 100 years in the living history, DOOR that § Nevada City! ze s/Jim Cooper Managing Editor The Independent Santa Ana eT Bowers’ Mansion, about 1880, It stands today, somewhat remodeled. ‘Living History. Book’ Unfolds For Editored’in staying at the ; real heritage in our state that: you ‘peo le. have in Nevada City and, 5 e are trdebted to you. and to Mgs. Victor Herman for the : glimpseinside the lWely William M. Swart mansion high ‘on the — _ “Yours sincerely, , NU NEWS. Honda Seatniks. Roost At High School Parking Lot By Debby Thompson The two-wheeled red terrors that fly through Nevada City and Grass Valley have come to roost at NU. On an average day one seesa Vespa, two Yahamas, and’ 11° Hondas in’ the upper parking lot. ‘This is about three times as many as there were last year. After schooi these 15 or 20 Hondaguys, Vespaguys, and Yahamaguys get together and show off theirwheels. There is essentially no difference between Hondaguys, Vespaguys, and Yahamaguys. They all have the greafest pride in their cycles. They are symbols of prestige. If you see a Hondaguy going up and down the same street several times, don't worry. It’s just his girl-catchihg technique. Speaking of girls, . Hondas have opened up a new world for them. Now they have'a good excuse for wearing slacks on dates. A Hondagal can tell her guy's Honda from all the rest. Halfa dozen Hondas can go by anid she won't stir. But when'she hears that ‘certain putt she Knows it's SEL AY Wii 2 GB ie Uh. gilisiv¥ So ¥ oS} &@ IPAs AE Bee 0403008 Oe & DOMESTIC INTELLIGENCE ©9® FOOL’S GOED’ — 4 hie cc late bia pie F: * 2Se 22 He O® ws Bill . ins ‘emon “WL Bill reac *. his-pipe on a rock By way of acGATH (Continu ytackle. Now rai these whiz-johnnies comes bar‘ elin’ up the trail in a cloud of ‘whips out .a$pinnin' rod ‘n‘ reelwith a mile o’ monoline ‘n' a boxful 9 lures ‘n‘ in an hour or so has’ @ full creel 'n' is headed ¢ for town, throwin’ rocks on that likes to hold bit o' wild country ere we can smell ‘ pennyroyal, not pine.net . BT hed over and knocked cent, hitting the boulder so hard in his highly excited state that he broke off the stem--which wasn't any real loss, because Bill always carried two or three pipes, none . a’. SIBBSIZRS sii

Bt mG! WO. 918! Eilley Orrum -the Queen of the Comstock. It's fun being a collector in the Gold Country. Ruth and I go in for first edition bar room chairs and mine crucibles used: ip the wes » fining of underground gold of abandoned Sietra*Nevada wealth ° producers. There's always an invitation to you Nugget readers to visit us at 900 Zion St. in NC. For 'thdse of you who can’t ~’ this picture. The chair is from the now~gone famous stage stop the © »,SleighyillE"House above Camptonyilte, the large black crucible is’ t 2D from the Union Blue mine néaf' North Bloomfield and was a gift-of Bill and Mame Mc Clain of the Golden West Hotel, Graniteville. The large crucible in back is from the Colombo Mine in the Sierra Buttes. Ruth found it while rummaging around the dump there she. being a natural:born scavenger, a prime requisite to the collector. Thesmall front. crucibles are-from-the Empire, Brunswick and Hoge properties and were gifted by Mrs. Jean Innis and Charles Brown: We have other “first” chairs from the hotel im Lake City,’ NO Fire Department, and. the Council Chamber Bar now Eddie Furano’s Bank Club.) The bronze lady with the swivel hip who is she? My friend, Rosie Varischetti, of the La Rosa Inn gave her to me. Rosie got the statuette from Eilley Orrum’s maid, And who was Eilley Orrufii? She! was Sandy Bowers’ wife and she was the self-named' "Queen of the Comstock”, The Bowers Mansion whom many’ of you~ have seen is:in the Washoe-C arson Valley, near Virginia City; Nevada. L have often told the story of the Ott Assay office and the silver assay and the connection with the State of Nevada, Eilley Orrum was operating a boarding house and owned ten feet of ledge that had been given her for a board bill. It would make her fortune. She married Sandy Bowers, a teamster, whose claimh ‘adjoined:hers. Sandy was a good:man: illiterate, unkept, fond of liquor, ‘but generous, loyal, and with manners that spring froma kind ‘heart, The rise and fall: of Eilley Orrum and her husband Sandy Bowers, and of her. mansion filled with: valuable art objects like the bronze lady guarding our.chair and crucibles, is a tragic’saga. Some day in this column I will write more of the “Queen of'the Comstock!" ee Bilin of ‘which! Wasevet lit except in ‘ dwim'p) 'Heé“iso one ‘of thosé! men who'wear a pipe Potten wonder if hé takes ‘one’to bed’ with tim: Weffitially picked durselves up and‘headed back up ‘the trail,’ bit . not before Bilthad rolled a “couple Rlogs across it? ah action Which he Ptodk gréat plee in’ repeating” at half-mile intervals’ as‘we pto41 Geeded over the moantaifi! eo T pad Fs is for hikers’ “n" pack {animals ‘‘n*once ina while for } saddle horses to Cairy people who The lady on the chair came~from-the-home-ofPRin ‘still. appreciaté*wild country . -butain't-got-no-ginger in their legs no more. But they ain't for nitwits, on whizgbikes, 'n' if the guv'ment ain . tigoin ‘todo nothin’ -about it, guess all we kin do is fight ‘em with the tools to hand. After they've moved a few dozen logs off'nthe trails maybe they‘ll figgerit!s too much trouble ‘n’ stay on the roads. " Well, therest of us gripe about things like this but old Bill has alwaysbeen a man of action and I couldn't help but chuckle at the energy the old-timer could put forth when he got fired up over something like this. ; ‘Old Bill isn't alone in his resentment over the motorization of:our established trails in the high country. This power-cycle craze has grown so fast that it has: taken most everyone by surprise. Not only are the trails being made unsafe and unfit for hiking, but these “whiz-bikes", as old Bill calls them, are being used as a means of keeping Junior amused while incamp. He is being turned loose to kick up a cloud of dust on your pancakes and my bacon and eggs while Ma and Pa are. off fishing or boating on the lake. City and State authorities are to be commended for having put a damper on the go-kart craze of last year by barring them from public streets and roads, saving teacher; at NU,. became ill this You, don't think it's possible? summer -near the: endiof her visit Well, the next time. you hear two Hondas go by see.if you. can tell a zoom from, a.zooom! + +.+ +.+ _.Miss Margaret Phariss,. Spanish covering andhas aot yet returned to school,” Mrs. ;\Veryl: Hamilton, (sb¢Gontinued on-Page 13)jo: to Central America. She is re-+} out residential ateas from pandemonium. It is time for the same decisive action tobe taken’ on’ motor bikes inthe forests. —_ Old Bill’ just can ‘t roll enough jogs across the trails aif By him self to get the job. déney® forse