The united American : a magazine of good citizenchip. (Portland, Or.) 1923-1927, December 01, 1925, Page 25, Image 25

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    DECEMBER 1925
THE UNITED AMERICAN
RECEIVING MORE THAN FAIR VALUATION
IN ADVERTISING
Page Twenty-five
OLDER AND NEWER YULE CUSTOMS OF
PAGAN AND CHRISTIAN TIMES
Continued from Page Twenty-Two)
(Continued from Page Eight)
on a plan of rental payments within the reach of any
tradesman permanently employed.
To trades or crafts men of the East, this may re­
semble but a fairytale, for he is still living in the dark
wall-papered little flat in an old and unsigthtly apart­
ment or flat-building with drab surroundings that
are so void of anything of an aesthetic nature that
life cannot evolve anything beyond the commonplace
things.
Silver-tongued orators of the Northwest who are
commissioned to go East with the story of this section
of America have seemingly been too content with
the association furnished them by the wealthy of the
East who enjoy exclusive settings when they are being
entertained. For that reason the true story of the
Northwest is yet to be told to the great masses of
the East, to the people who possess the physical
qualities, the urge for better things, a small working
capital, genius and skill to make them ideally suited
for the great Northwest.
Until this story through means of direct contact,
is told to these people, the West to them will always
remain California.
Next to the boar came the peacock in for honor.
To prepare the bird of Juno so that he should appear
on the platter in all the glory of his hundred eyes, his
skin was first stripped off with the brilliant plum­
age still adherring. Argus was then cleaned, stuffed
with spices and sweet herbs and roasted, meantime
being frequently basted with yolk of egg. When
cooked and partly cooled the carcass was sewn up in
its own feathered skin and the beak was gilded. On
some occasions the whole bird was covered with gold
leaf and a piece of cotton, saturated with spirits, was
placed within the beak. When the carver began his
work, he set fire to the cotton.
The privilege of serving the peacock was accorded
to the lady among the guests most distinguished by
reason of birth or beauty. She bore the Olympian
bird into the dining hall to the sound of hautboys
and trumpets. Following her marched the other ladies
in the order of their rank. Judging, however, from
the fact that great quantities of mutton fat were
required for enough gravy to accompany a single
peacock, the inference is that the flesh was far from
being as succulent as that of our own gobbler.
Pie-eating particularly with reference to mince
mfeat pie, dates back to 1596 when it appeared under
the name of mutton pie. Later Ox-tongue was substi­
tuted in place of mutton, though the other ingredients
remained unchanged—a mixture of apples, dried fruit,
sugar, molasses, sometimes ardent spirits, chopped meat
THE BLESSING
Continued from Page Twenty-One)
gently: “Well Thord, and what do you wish now
for yourself?”
“To be a better man,” he replied half audibly.
Thord sat with downcast eyes, while the parson
looked at him very earnestly and affectionately. For
a long time the two men sat thus, until presently the
parson spoke softly and slowly.
“Now,” he said, “I think that your son has indeed
become a blessing to you.”
“Yes, I think so myself,” said Thord, and as he
looked up two tears rolled down his grief-worn face.
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the confidence placed in us.
There’s a little low kitchen, where the firelight glows —
I want to go home! Oh! I want to go home!
And my mother sitting there in her old red rocking chair,
It’s little of my homesickness and longing that she knows —
But I want to go home to my mother!
There is but one standard of banking service
here, whatever the size of the account.
The location of the First National is convenient,
Our savings department is among the largest in
the Northwest. Our collection department will
handle collections on your paper and assume responsi­
bility for safety of all documents involved.
Our foreign department takes you to the fringes
of the world. Or brings them to YOUR DESK.
With the exchange department, transfer of funds
may be arranged, travelers’ cheques purchased, or
cashed. Our officers are always glad to counsel with
you.
You will find the First National a bank broad
in its dealings, helpful in its strength, and looking for
possibilities to be of added service to its customers.
’Tis not that I’m a child — I, with two of my own —
But I want to go home! How I want to go home!
For the longing is upon me—Oh, and hard it presses on me.
For my old home and my mother, she is sitting there alone,
I want to go home to my mother!
I THE FIRST NATIONAL BANIS I
YULETIDE LONGINGS
By Frances Whitman Roberts.
There’s a little old brown house where my own folks live,
And I want to go home! I want to go home!
(There’s a giant elm before it, with its great arms
reaching o’er it),
I am longing for the love that I know they long to give,
I want to go home to my mother!
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History is the witness of the times, the torch of truth,
the life of memory, the teacher of life, the messenger of
antiquity.
—Cicero.
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OF PORTLAND OREGON
It is always the part of prudence to face every claimant
and pay every just demand on your time, your talent, or
your heart.
—Emerson.
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