The Cordova daily times., 1923-04-12
92 YEARS OLD,
 USES CICARETS,
 PAINTS CHEEKS
Never Intends to Quit Rolling Own Smokes,
 Says Woman
WAS CALIFORNIA PIONEER
Never Sits Down With
 out Mending; Is Now Well-to-Do

LOS ANGELES, April 12.-Young and brimming over with life at the age of 92 years. That is Mrs. Nancy Golfer, who back in the days Of '53, when the only way of crossing the plains was ill canvas-covered wagons, was one of California's or iginal tourists.
 Now, however, in all the comforts of life in her daughters home here, Mrs. Golfer, with all the air of "one to the manor born," rolls her own cigarettes-and deplores the deca- dence of present times when "some people seem to think they have to go to bed to get rested instead of sitting on the stoop with basket of darning in their lap.'
 But there are certain tendencies which Mrs. Golfer condemns, and there are others in which she ad- mits she was a pioneer. Cigarette smoking is one. She does not smoke the sweet-scented, cork~t1pped "1ailor-made" man killers" Not for her. Brown paper and pouch of 'baccy How they satisfy
 Cigarettes Big Comfort
 And they're a comfort to me when I'm lonesome, too,' she confldes. "When I'm busy piecing quilts never bought a comfort in my life and never sat down without my work basket-I can do without my cigar cites. But never" she concludes, with just -make-me-try wag or her head, twill I swear off coffee and cigarettes"
 Rouge is another modern thing which Mrs. Golfers daughter, Mrs. Walter Steinick, says her mother pioneered in.
 "Yes, I'm partial to a little mite of paint on my cheeks,' she admit ted when accused of it, without the slightest trace of a blush.
 Bobbed hair she finds shocking and tucks her gray locks under a demure lavender silk cap
 My husband used to argue with me about my smoking" she said, reaching for the "makins," but it didn't do any good. for I told him I'd quit smoking when he quit chew ing tobacco, and that ended the argument"
 Mrs. Golfer remembers back when Santa Ana real estate, now South ern California's choicest property, sold for $1O an acre and when many places around Los Angeles that are cities today were corn fields. She also remembers a severe frost that cost her husband fortune in po- tatoes he had planted on the present site of Hotel Del Coronado, exclu- sive hoselry at San Diego.
 Father Pioneer
 As partner of the father of San iDego," Mrs. Golfer says, her 
 husband established the first hotel in the southern city, which at the time was little more than border settlement. San Diego, she admits. is where she became addicted to the use of tobacco.
 "A Mexican that worked in our hotel used to squat on the floor, with a pan of tobacco in his lap, and make 'cigaroots.' They smelled so good I had to try one. Then, when my husband and I went to South America soon afterward on a French sailing vessel, I just kept it up"
 On the South American excursion Mrs. Golfer was the first white wo- man to cross the Andes Mountains, she says
 Mrs. Golfer was one of family of 15 children and shortly after the gold rush to California, in '49, crossed the plains from Missouri with her fathers train of five canvased wag- ons, 150 head of cattle and body rr,,,r5 of ion mon Mrc Coffar ca id