Grants Pass daily courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1919-1931, November 28, 1923, Page 3, Image 3

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GULBRANSEN .
The Registering Piano
Better Music—and More of It-
with a GULBRANSEN
HAT a joy to go to your Gulbransen and
play what you want, when you want to!
What a satisfaction to play so well—with
such genuine expression—that, aside from the
personal pleasure of producing the music, it is a
real treat for anybody to hoar you!
But—playing alone, or entertaining a
group of friends—you’ll want the particular
music that fits your mood, or the occasion.
You’ll want variety.
Variety •ertainly the Gulbransen gives
you that. I'..
For the
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Gulbransen
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plays all music
rolls—any kind—any make—even electric repro­
ducing rolls. It gives you a greater library of
music than any player-piano.
A piano you can play, in a musicianly way
because it registers your exact touch, your time,
your expresión. A piano so easy to play you
scarcely know you are using the pedals. And
that plays any music roll! Can you imagine
anything that holds for you and yours such end­
less possibilities for downright enjoyment en­
tertainment and funf
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And than their watchful, fearful
walling for the first snowflakes, and
Tom getting out hla coaster and paint-
’ Ing th« runners, and Alice and llutb
going to the woods for bittersweet end
purtrldge berries and sprays of ever«
green and decorating the mantel mut
windows and archways, and then tbs
day before, when father killed unit
dressed the chickens or turkey If,
duck, /nd what a hurry and bust;«
there was of cleaning, baking, ruqgt«
ing and boiling, and how golden the
big kitchen was with th» winter aun
glunclng through the maples outside,
and how warm It was with the bl*
oven sending out wave« of warmtl
and the odor-of baking pie, cake and
cookies.
And then the great day Itself—no
nee*l to cull her brood that day, for
snow had come In the night and the
boys had risen with the tlery red win­
ter sun to try out the sled before
breakfast und had come In ull cold
and rosy to gulp down pancakes and
sirup and eggs and bacon.
And then, no matter how great the
(east nor how much remained to be
done, the six of them were dressed In
Sunday best ami the family trailed
down the white street to church, meet­
ing neighbors on the way, smiling,
chatting, asking whether It was a tur­
key or a chicken bill of tare this time,
growing soberer as they trailed Into
the little white church and down to
the pew that held the six of them each
Sabbath. And then the triumphant
Thanksgiving hymns and paeuns from
the table, It la all different now. They
are guests In the place' where they
were common workers.
They are
strangers In the home that gave them
birth. Does life hold no other job for
those who gave them forth to the
world? This la the question that tills
the lonely hearts of many a mother
and father Bell.
Is there any balm for these heart­
sore parents who feel that llfs's twi­
light must be spent with folded hands
thinking of the active life that Is over?
Or Is It the old story of paying the
price for everything which one attains
In life? I think not. I think It’s a
matter of perverted viewpoint. In the
first place, parents who conclude that
their life's work la over just because
their children are grown and away
from home, are only writing their own
doom.
Life la not static. It is ever flow­
ing. The water goes on over the mill
wheel and he who seeks to hold it
back will be able to scoop up only a
pall or so and keep It until it grows
scummy. Many parents are like this.
The waters of their own lives flow on
deeply and smoothly and when a
stretch of clear, sparkling, limpid wa­
ter, which means a phase of living
especially dear to them, comes along,
the parents scoop It up and seek to
hold It, forgetting that the mill Is go­
ing on just the same.
Parenthood Is an essentially dear
phase of living to most people. Nature
has a vital reason for this, but she
does her job too well. One Is Inclined
to think that If she had created a man
or woman so that child-rearing would
be the one job they craved during the
days of their youth, but would so make
them that they would crave another
Job when the children were grown and
going about their own job of parent­
hood. the old dame would have done
a better job.
Then, too, it's a human trait to re­
member the fair and shining side of
things that are gone, and hence to re­
pine for them.
To go back to the Bell family: Ruth,
the single damsel, glimpsed her par­
ents' mood to the full and discussed
It with her sister like this:
“You'd think to hear mother rave
that she was supremely happy when
we were all home, and sometimes It
makes me furious when I distinctly
recall how she fussed and worried and
stewed around about one thing and
another—where In the world the money
for our winter underclothes was com­
ing from, how much schoolbooks cost,
what In the world she would do with
Bob’s bad temper and Tom's lying and
my vanity and your craziness after the
boys. And many a time she made her
moan about how overworked and
thankless her life was, and would the
time never come when she had a
chance to rest and get a little peace?"
And that's that I If Mother and Fa­
ther Bell live to be eighty they will
look back upon their peaceful. Berene,
quiet life together now as the best
of their days, and at one hundred they
-»would regard the days of eighty as
altogether desirable.
If Thanksgiving does nothing else
for us, may it quicken our vision of
the glories of the present I
the choir, the sermon of plenty from
the pastor, and the yellow winter sun
streaming through the stained win­
dows. The benediction, the moment
of chat and good will from neighbor
to neighbor, a little herd guided down
the steps where they burst from
church sobriety into the puppy spirits
demanded by a cold, snappy day.
Home again and the last scramble
for the feast—the girls setting the
table with the best linen, silver and
china, with a bowl of tiny yellow
chrysanthemums from the backyard
bush, the trips down cellar for a can
of relish: tiny, firm pickles; some
chill sauce; strawberries, and the
squash and carrots and turnips and
potatoes and onions, each with Its part
to play in the feast
Instruction Holls, too showing bow to
play
correctly—
/-Branded tn the Back.
The turkey or duck stuffed with
without extra charge— with every Gulbransen
spicy dressing was crackling away in
the oven, father was out In the garden
exhuming some celery put to bleach
for the occasion a month or so ago,
the boys were cracking nuts and pol­
ishing apples—how sweet It was to do
her work In her own place for those
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who needed and enjoyed this work—
1MNTRIHI TOR FOR JOHEPIiIXE AND J.lt'KNON OOVNTIKH
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ho\? serene and sure end peaceful It
all seemed—looking back over those
years all the doubts and torments of
later years seemed Impossible.
How had It come about? What had
life done to her, to them? Her friends,
her neighbors thought that life had
used her kindly. Death had never
knocked at the door of her fold. Sick­
ness had been almost unknown. In
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the eyes of the world, her children had
“turned out well." Tom was council­
man In a big city and a prominent
business attorney. He bad married “a
nice girl” and no one could ask for
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prettier, better mannered grandchil­
LOVING AND GIVING
dren than this family had given her.
Alice had married a physician and
Thanksgiving Is a fitting preparation
was prominent socially and In club
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work. Mother and Father Bell rarely for the beautiful festival day which
picked up a Sunday paper without follows so soon—Christmas. It is
LAURETTA JOY
seeing a picture of "Mrs. John Gra­ when a child truly feels and expresses
to OtoU P«.
ham" or rnie or other of the little gratitude that ha in turn Is ready to
’Loving and
Grahams, who were Included “among give and do for others,
those prominent in the juvenile set." giving" will make sunshine In our
world. "God so loved—that He gava."
ES, father, it went off all Bob was a successful merchant and
H
right, but It wasn't like active In furthering employee welfare
our Thanksgiving when work. Ruth had never married, but
the children were home," was more than successful as a home
St. Peter’s Built in 176 Years,
and mother and grand­ decorator. She traveled all she want­
From the time the foundation of St
mother Bell winked back ed to, dressed beautifully, maintained Peter's in Rome was laid in 1430, un­
a-sentimental tear. There were only- a charming apartment, was Invited to der Pope Nicholas V, to the dedica­
two of them at the supper table with the homes of those whom the world tion of the completed church by Urban
A day for turkey gobbler, cranberry sauce mid pumpkin
Its dabs of cold chicken and pork, calle "great"—no, there was not one VI11, November 18, 1626, 176 years
pic; for home-comings, feasting and merriment.
cranberry sauce, celery, nuts, cold of her children who had not "dune were spent In building the magnificent
squash, and all the orthodox remnants well” or was anything but a credit to bnslllcu, says the Detroit News. Dur­
Everyone has something to be thankful foe—we for more
the parents.
of the great American feast.
ing that period 28 popes relgued. The
growing accounts than ever before; YOU, we hope, be­
And yet. why did a mother hunger cost of the basilica proper, exclu­
The four children and twelve grand­
cause yours la one of them.
children had been feusteO and feted In so even If her children were all that sive of bell towers, statues, mosaics,
the old home aud had gone on their she had ever hoped for them? Why etc., has been estimated at nearly $47,-
■ «ay rejoicing after “the girls" had must heartaches and loneliness be the 000,000. The sacristy added by Plus
helped mother “do up the work.” The price to pay for this very success? VI raised the cost almost $1.000.000.
house where Tom and Bob and Ruth Why did such a sense of baffled puz­ One of the strangest facts reluting to
aud Alice had been born, where they zlement fill her at the Thanksgiving St. Peter's is that with one or two
had beeu fed and kissed and spanked, table? Wliy did their coming not sat­ exceptions all its pictures are mosaics.
where they bad scrapped and made isfy? Why did this longing for the So perfect are they that they seem to
up, and manifested the first sparks of other days persist In seizing her?
be oil paintings. Yet there are only
Knew that one or two oil paintings In the whole
the genius within them, was very still.
She knew the answer. ~
"Yes, mother, It wasn't like the old their very success, their very homes, basilica.
Thanksgivings," said the man with their very children, meant that her
most of the perkluess of youth gone, work was done. It was but a visit
and they were silent together.
of a day, and as
The mother was remembering those such had no falnt-
j long ago years when u homo full of est
connectlon
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childish joy in Thanksgiving or any with the yester-
holiday gave it a freshness and vigor year feast days
that had dulled in later years. She which meant one
:iti :
i «membered the warm house wrapped home, one inter-
In winter snows bubbling over with the est, one working,
zestful enthusiasm of childhood. First and playing niche
hank
of all, there was their keen Joy in the for ail. She and
distant vague preparations for the their father and
holiday. She could see Tom's grin their home made
________ when she sent him up
their
life's
Eto the store for groove then. To-
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raisins and citron duy they are mak­
ing those grooves
for others and
gQ) rs
aud almonds WHS
and finding their own
therein.
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of them when the
sands of fathers and mothers the
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Bo thankful every day you live, whether you win the race or “fliy,”
only poignant
country
over put
who And
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In the
Just unloaded another car of
day when
loneliness and even bitterness In a
If your car Isn't In the kind of shape that causes you to feel thank­
liltftfl I'
brown crock.
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and
Bob
repetition of the There
feast days
which
were
ful we want to talk “turkey” to you. You ought to pay Just as much
was
home with
attention to your car as you do to your own physical well being. A
Ruth so joyful in days gone by. The winter
’’pieces” to
car usually “flivs” for the same reason that a man does—inatten­
sun
still
streams
through
the backyard
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cam«
In school the day maples Into the big kitchen. The qpme
tion to details.
their
before Thanksgiv­ old range bakes tlie turkey and squash Get yours now and be thankful for I
We don't do all the good work in this town, but all the work wo
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apeak
a
ing and joyfully and mince and pumpkin pies for the a dry roof.
do is good.
revealed that same old brood. The same china and
“teacher" had told silver and best tablecloth may be upon
them what they the dining-room table, but Thanksgiv­
Welding, Reboring, Repairing, Etc.
had known all along—that school ing is not what it was.
would dose on Wednesday night and
DAY PHONE 118-J
NIGHT PHONE 302-R
Even if the same faces, with no
they didn’t have to come back until
break In the rankSt are grouped about
Monday.
PJational'E Priced,
Rowells Piano House
•700 »600 »495
Thanksgiving Day
Yesteryear’s
Feast Days
This Institution will be closed all
day Thursday, Thanksgiving Day
IT FLOWS
FREELY
zero weather
And here’s what that
means for your car—
EASIER
STARTING
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FULL1
POWER
.1
PROTECTED
ENGINE
V
MILEAGE
—Zerolene gives thorough
lubrication from the first
turn of the motor—no un­
necessary drain on the
batteries;
—the motor is not held
back by congealed or so­
lidified oil on the bearings;
—no scored cylinders,
worn bearings, prema­
turely diluted crankcase
oil or expensive repair bills
as a result of poor winter
lubrication.
—correct lubrication
means full power and
maximum fuel mileage;
That’s why we say—use
Zerolene “cold-test” oil of
the grade recommended
for the winter lubrication
of your car. Consult the
Zerolene Correct Lubri­
cation Chart—wherever
Zerolene is sold.
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STANDARD OIL COMPANY
(California)
Zerolene No. 1, No. 3 and
No. 5 are all good “cold­
test” oils.
If you have trouble shift­
ing gears, use Zerolene
Transmission Lubricant
“B”—it remains fluid at
low temperatures and
permits ready shifting of
gears.
ZEROLENE
First National Bank
of Southern Oregon
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Fine Quality
Red Cedar Shingles
AMENT’S AUTO SHOP
Borland Lumber Co.
SPECIAL
FRIDAY and SATURDAY
Gray Enameled ware, you all know the
goods. There are in this lot, Pudding Pans,
Milk Pans, Wash Basins, Large Cups, Cof­
fee Pots, etc.
You know what you have been paying for
these goods.
Come, select yours Friday and Saturday,
while any remain, for
SPECIAL 20 CENTS EACH
c.
109-211 South Sixth
Phone 139-R