Albany Democrat-Herald from Albany, Oregon on May 2, 1936 · 10
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Albany Democrat-Herald from Albany, Oregon · 10

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Power of Prayer Saves Man .:..vR:..'ri.--:- f 'f il h - . fcl !, 1 Listed Among Modern Miracles Is The Power Of Faith Demonstrated by Mrs; Gemette Who Pledged Herself to a Life of Service If Her Husband Should Be Saved 1. i . tijjr - I Humble Home of Carmella Gemette in San jose, Calif., Where "Alur-Room" Is Scene of Prayers and Feasting on March 19, Every Year. i v-( p 1 ? . r v V'''-" " J: ' ' ' M.'2 -Jlr LAW' V -V ' n l.. i '-i-.. 'V w"v5,r- v-'' HiV it C r V-.' i V', Accepting Favors Graciously Is Art Known To Few Men, Says Reno Pastor By BREWSTER ADAMS For 25 Years Reno's Baptist Preacher GIVING cheerfully la a virtue; but to receive graciously la a fine art. No queation but that we are adept at "taking thlnga." Tbey don't even have to be given Juat not nailed down. It seems to be an old Yankee custom. Overseas, 1 beard an Kngliahman tell of the American who came to Balnt Peter at the pearly gate, aeeklng admittance. Peter bade him wait until he could examine the recorda. When the aainted outer guardian returned, according to the Britisher, the American was gone and so waa the gate. No one can deny that we have developed a national trait of receiving. We can take, but how? The more we collect, the poorer our manners. Getting does not seem to make ui gracious. Butter on the bread faila to find politeness from the panhandler. Would I be adding to the Impossible to suggest a course In our achools on "How to receive In a nice way"? for Signer Gemette, 86-Year-Old Sicilian Wboit Lift Mil Wife Prayi oft St. Joiephi' Day. Carmella Gemette, Strong In the Faith of Her Childhood, Preparing Shrine in Her Altar-Room for Annual Ceremony of Gratitude. shapes for the annual and fashions delicate event. i s For popular pur poses it might be termed, "Don't bite the hand with a handout." If the achool took it up, it might help to have aome V, V 1.7. ": CLIMBINO the creaking attlo atalra of her llttla home, gowned In flowing robes of gleaming white aatln, and followed by aeven youngatera In white linen cloaka, the stooped figure of Carmella Oemette entera her "altar- room" to pray before a carefully prepared ahrlne of foodstuff! ahaped In rallgloua aymbola. The time! Bt. Joseph's Day, March 19. The place: Ban Joae, California, In the old houae where for 88 yeara her aging figure headed the aame alow proeeaalon to give thanka and pay penance for the life of her husband, apared to her when aha waa a girl in Louisiana, In 1898! He had left at dawn to go hunting. Her memory revtvea the aoene In every detail. At noon a member of the hunting party ran Into her home, breathleaa and atammerlng: - "Carmella your huaband -there'a been an accident he' ahot dying!" The flrat ahock paaaed. Sha knew but one thing to do to kneel and pray. It waa Bt. Joaeph'a Day, and aha knelt to her patron aalnt. "If my huaband'a life la apared, I vow to observe this day with fitting ceremony every year of my life." It aeemed a miracle to her friends when her huaband recovered, but faith sometimes worka miraclea. Aa the yeara have Increased, her faith haa increased. Now there haa coma to her the assurance that the greatest power In the universe la the power of prayer, and aha haa learned to turn with unwavering conviction to thia sanctuary of the aoul In times of emotional atreaa. With the trials which coma Inevitably, ahe haa learned that the things of the apirlt are more Important than the thlnga of the world, and ahe haa coma to the certainty of the belief ceremony of adoration and gratitude, these thinga. ahe declarea, are merely symbolic, giving expression to her desire to serve. They are the outward manifestations of the Inward aoul, and bring the joy of beauty and love Into the routine of everyday living. She knows, too, that she stands aa a disciple for the "Doubting Thomasea" of the world, pointing the way to the power of prayer, the preaence of that Inviaible kingdom wherein all good exists. The mad turmoil of the search for gold and prestige ahe believes" a waste of time, since life must be spiritually understood. Thla year, at 68 years young, ahe repeated what haa become a fiimlly tradition prepared fruita and sweetbreads, earuliea ami nuts, all with religious Interpretation, to place on the table In tho darkened attic room. IN THE center stands a gVeat framed print of the Holy Three, Jesus, Mary, and the patron suint. On each aide rise crosses of sweetbreads, cakea covered with flga and nuta and candied sugar. Bronze and wooden crucifixes, rosaries, lighted candles, and other symbols complete her decorations. For a month before the ceremony Slgnora Gemette aturdy Bicilian peasant mother of the old world who knowa the Joy of labor bakes She makes an inspection ol the "aliur-iouiu. arrangea the magnificent canopy of aatin which ahe embroidered skillfully as a child in the town . of her birth, 8anta Margarita Zelici Pio, Glor-gente, Italy. The altar Itself reachea to the celling and cornea almost to the doorway Ailing the small room with carved aymbola. At laat the ceremony ia finished. White-clad children follow her down again, and ahe and Signor Gemette go out through the battered gate to the aidewalk. Passing friends and strangers are graciously invited to enter and share the blessed feaat. BACK come the Gemettes, aa many children aa they can gather, and a few close friends. 1 lie yearly feast begins, everyone has food such aa epicurian Sicilians dream aboutand Car-mella's old eyes grow moist with thankfulness aa she looks across the table at her husband. He la apry and hearty despite hia 86 yeara, a blue-eyed man with a pipe between hia teeth, and a felt hat pulled over hia ears. He too la happy; life ia good to give him auch a wife. There isn't much money, and almost every cent is saved for the ahrlne of St. Joseph. Even though It may seem expensive to some "The money la nothing!" Carmella says. "It is the heart that counts, not silver," PERHAPS It la our pride more than our poverty which makea ua poor receiver!. Every day aome lodge, church or friend aska me to deliver some gift to a needy mem- Brewster Adams Pretty Young Neighbor of the Gcmettes, Showing One of Cakei Which Cover the Altar. She Aisisti in Preparing St. Joseph's Day Feast. that life is eternal, and that love conquers all thlnga. While ahe haa made much of the material ber. They come with the aame trembling and aolemnity as though they were asking me to break aome bad newa. "Brother, you take thla gift to them. You can do it without their getting mad, or feeling hurt." Juat like the Secret Service being asked to open a suspected bomb; you don't know what aort of an explosion will come. When the brothers aaked me to take a gift to a little old lady recently, they aeemed to think the mlaaion waa similar to Informing her that eomeone waa dead. She waa In great need and also ahe waa very proud. (God bleaa her for that I Pride loat. and there la little left.) I gave It to her as prettily as I knew how. But ahe laid it down, explaining with a tear on her tweet face : "I juat can't take It. I've never taken charity I think I would rather die first." We sat down and talked it over. I told her we all loved her and only wanted her to know It waa from the sharing of our friendahip. Thla did not seem to convince her; but ahe arniled when I asked her if ahe had not often given to others. "Lots of times," she aaaured me, and then. Nothing: ever provoked me as when they woutdn t take it aa I gave it." Classmates Students Warn Duck College Columnist for Personal Opinions Budding Reporter To Modify Comments Or Suffer More Chills HE smiled again aa ahe realized that ahe had S" udged herself. She took the gift In a lovely way with a farewell. "God bless vou." I knew Louis Magrini, columnist for the student paper at the College of Puget Sound, Tacoma, Wash., shown as he was about to be tossed into the icy waters of Puget Sound by classmates who objected to some of his caustic criticisms of fellow students. His smile was quickly obliter sted. If he thought it was joke, the first splash convinced him - -f i ::'T':S 1 7 -. W,:. 0.,; ' f ' J . T GOLUMN writing for a college newspaper haa lta points, but sometimes these are bad aa well aa good. At least that's what 1-oula Magrlnl, columnist for the student newspaper at the College of Puget Sound, Tacoma, Waah., derided after being tossed Into the icy watera of Puget Bound one chilly evening by Irate fellow students who objected to some of hia rather frank criticisms of classmates The student columnist wore the tempeie of hia classmates a bit thin by hia caustic comments, When pointed suggestions that he change hia style to some less eevere form failed to produce the desired results, studenla decided to take more' drastic action. Magrlnl waa hailed by a group of atuilenta aa he left a downtown theater late one evening, and waa invited to gn for a rule After he atepped Into the car he was whtaked to the waterfront, where the purpose of the ride waa revealed to him. AT theaugxeslion of his abtkivtora. he changed from street clothing to pajamaa. Then, with four husky students at his arms and legs, he waa unceremoniously tossed Into the bay, He crawled to the float, where he was supplied with a towtt to dry his shivering frame. The columnist then waa warned that he would be treated to similar involuntary baths each week, unless his writings axmuneil a more modified form Even atudrht columnists, he has learned, must pay for occupying the limelight in college newspaper work There ate drawltucka to the beat of Jobs, and wntlnp what you think f id..i mates and their actlvitiea can quickly result in '.physical discomfort, Campus leaders like publicity sometimes go a long way to get it, but criticism, however justified, is not always taken In the spirit Intended. His future columns. Magrlnl haa Jeclded. will stress the heroic, noble qualities of his tern-peramefUal classmates. , PACE TWO-B " she had given more than ahe had received, for hers was a blessing and a beautiful thought. Perhaps that ia the art of receiving, wherewith we keep our pride to return something greater than the gift appreciation. The atory ia true and too good not to flniah, even to my embarrassment. The following evening our little lady came to our home and, when she had aeated.herself. she lifted her shawl and out hopped a little red hen. It was aa friendly aa a kitten and unafraid. She explained that: "Ifa a kind of a pet. I want you to have it." Brother! Maybe you won t believe that a preacher ever; refused chicken. But how could I take her little pet? I had to take It or hurt her,. She wanted to give aa It had been given unto her She wanted to walk out with her frail little head held high. - She not only returned the gift but the words I had given. Her gift was like the broken bread on the altar. It waa for me "to take and eat thereof." And I. thought only of a prayer. "Lord, teach me how to receive." The reader will forgive, and I hope the' Recording Angel will Wgtt. a later deception I went over to see her and asked her to keep it for me. "The neighbors have a garden and we have no pen. Won t you keep it for me'" I tried to be subtle, but I knew she knew. I couldn't take it-She ;a, th(, Mint anJ j the sinncr a tine art this receiving.

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