Morning Examiner. (Bartlesville, Okla.), Vol. 15, No. 20, Ed. 1 Thursday, March 10, 1910 Page: 3 of 8
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We passed Harrisburg aa I stood
there. It was starlight, and the great
creata of the Alleghanles had given
way to low hills. At Intervals we
passed smudges of gray white, no
doubt in daytime comfortable farms,
which McKnight aaya la a good way
of putting it, the farms being a lot
more comfortable than the people on
them.
I waa growing drowsy; the woman
with the bronze hair and the horrified
•ha Gave a Startled Glance, Wheeled
and Dissppssred.
face was fading in retrospect. It was
colder, too, and I .turned with a shiver
to go in.
As I did so, a bit of paper fluttered
Into the air and settled on my sleeve,
like a butterfly on a gorgeous red and
yellow blossom. I picked It up curi-
ously and glanced at It. It was part
of a telegram that had been torn Into
bits.
There were only parts of four words
on the scrsp, but It left me pussled
and thoughtful. It read: "—ower ten,
car sere—" "Lower ten, csr seven,"
waa my berth—the one I had bought
and found pre-empted.
CHAPTER III.
Acroea the Aisle.
No solution offering Itaelf, I went
hack to my berth. The snorer across
bad apparently strangled, or turned
over, and ao after a time I dropped
asleep, to be awakened by the morn-
ing aunlight acroas my face.
I felt for my watch, yawning pro-
digiously I reached under the pillow
and failed to find It, but something
acratched the back of my hand. I aat
up Irritably and nuraed the wound,
which waa bleeding a little. Still
droway. I felt more cautiously for
what I supposed had been my acarf
pin, but there was nothing there.
Wide awake now, I reached for my
traveling bag. on the chance that I
had put my watch in there. I had
drawn the satchel to me and had my
hand on the lock before I realized
that it waa not my own!
Mine waa of alligator hide. I had
killed the beaat In Florida, after the
expenditure of enough money to have
bought a house and enough energy to
have built one. The bag I held in my
hand was a black one, sealskin, I
think. The staggering thought of
what the loss of my bag meant to me
put my Unger on the bell and kept It
there until tha porter cams.
"Did you ring, slrr he asked, pok-
ing his head through the curtalna ob-
sequloualy. McKnight objects that
aobody can poke hla head throught
a curtain and he obsequious. But Pull-
Man porters can and do.
"No," I snapped. "It rang Itaelf.
. What la thunder do you mean by e«-
changing xny valise for thla one?
You'll have to find It if you waken the
entire car to do It. There are Impor-
tant papera In that grip."
"Porter," called a feminine voice
from aa upper berth near by. "Porter,
am I to dangle hare all day?"
"Let her dangle." I said savagely.
"You And that bag of mine."
The porter frowned. Then he
looked at ma with Injured dignity. "I
brought in your overcoat, air. Yon
carried your owa valise "
The fellow was right! In aa sscess
of caution I had refused to relinquish
my alligator hag, aad had turned over
my other traps to tha porter. It waa
Clear enough then. I waa almply a
victim of tha uaual aleeplag car rob-
bery I waa In a lather of perspira-
tion by that time: Tha lady dowa tha
rnr was atlll dangling aad talking
ibeul It; still *
collar and cravat In the net hammock
across the windows.
"A hundred!" the porter repeated,
showing his teeth. ' But I caught him
byjthe arm and pointed to the foot of
the berth.
"What—what color e that coatr I
asked unsteadily.
"Gray, sir." His tone was one of
gentle reproof.
"And—the trouaers?"
He reached over and held up one
creaaed leg. "Gray, too," he grinned.
"Gray!" I could not believe even hla
corroboration of my own eyes. "But
my clothes were blue!" The porter
was amused; he dived under the cur-
tains and brought up a pair of shoes.
"Your shoes, sir," he said with a
flourish. "Reckon you'vd been dream-
ing, sir."
Now, thefe are two things I alwaya
avoid In my dress—possibly an idio-
syncracy of my bachelor existence.
These tabooed articles are red neck-
ties and tan shoes. And not only were
the shoes the porter lifted from the
floor of a gorgeous shade of yellow,
but the scarf which was run through
the turned over collar was a gaudy
red. It took a full minute for the real
import of things to penetrate my
dazed intelligence. Then I gave a
vindictive kick at the offending en-
semble.
'They're not mine, any of them," I
snarled. "They are some other fel-
low's. I'll sit here until I take root
before I put them on."
"They're nice lookln' clothes," the
porter put In, eying the red tie with
appreciation. "Ain't everybody would
have left you anytbipg."
"Call the conductor," I said short-
ly. Then a possible explanation oc-
curred to me. "Oh, porter—what'a
the number of this berth?"
"Seven, sir. If you caln't wear
those shoes—"
"Seven!" In my relief I almost
shouted It. "Why, then. It's simple
enough. I'm In the wrong berth,
that's all. My berth Is alne. Only—
where the deuce la the man who be-
longs here?"
"Likely In nine, air." The darky
waa enjoying himself. "You and tha
other gentleman juat got mixed la the
night. That'e all, air." It waa clear
■ " • ■" • H Wmm ciw u iuib wir, Be rw
that ha thought I bad been *drinMag. "marked heavily "There's something
waa giving quick orders la Preach,
presumably to a Bald. The porter
waa oa hla kaeee, looking uader the
berth.
"Not there, sir," he said. duatlag Ma
kaeee. He waa vtalbly mors cheerful,
havlag beea abeolved of respeaslblU-
ty. "Heckoa It waa takes while you
wes waaderta' arouad the ear last
eight"
"HI five you $M if yeu lad K." I
aaM. "A hundred. Reach up my
shoes aad I'll—"
I stopped abruptly. My eyea were
•ted la stnpeled amaiemeat oa •
coat that huag from g hooh at the
I drew a long breath. Of course,
that waa the explanation. Thla was
number eeven's berth, that was hla
soft hat. this his umbrella, his coat,
his bag. My rage turned to irritation
at myself.
The porter went to the aext berth
and I could -hear his softly Insinuat-
ing voice. "Time to get up, sir. Are
you awahe? Time to get up."
There was no response from num-
ber nine. I guessed that he had
opened the curtains and was looking
In. Then he came back.
"Number nine's empty," he said.
"Empty! Do you mean my clothea
aren't there?" I demanded. "My va-
lise? Why don't you anawer me?"
"You doan' give me time," he retort-
ed. "There ain't nothln' there. But
it's been slept In."
The disappointment waa the greater
for my few moments of hope. I sat
up In a white fury and put on the
clothes that had been left me. Then,
still raging, I sat oa the edge of the
berth and put on the obnoxious tan
shoes. The porter, called to his du-
ties, made little excuralons bach to
me, to offer assistance and to chuchle
at my discomfiture. He stood by, out-
wsrdly decorous, but with little Irri-
tating grins of amu*ment around his
mouth, when I Anally emerged with
the red tie in my hand.
"Bet the owner of thoae clothes did
not become them aay more than you
do," he aald, as he plied the ublqultoua
whisk broom.
"When I get the owner of these
clothes," I retorted grimly, "he will
need a ahroud. Where's the con
ductor?"
The conductor was coming, he as-
sured me; also that there was no bag
answering the description of mine on
the car. I slammed my way to the
dressing room, washed, choked my
fifteen aad a half neck tato a fifteen
collar, aad waa back agate In leaa
than five minutes. The car, as well as
Its occupants, waa gradually taking
oa ■ daylight appearaace. I hobbled
le, for oae of the ahoea waa abomla-
ably tight, aad found myself faclag a
young womaa la bias with an uafor-
getable face. ("Three womea already."
MeKalght aaya: "That's going aome,
evee If you doa't oouat the Gilmore
aurse.") She stood, half-turned to-
ward me, oae heed Idly drooptag, the
other steadylag her as she gased out
at the flylag laadaeape. I had aa la-
etaat Impreaaloa that I had met her
the curtain waa going up oa the first
act of the play. And for a while we
would all say oyr little speeches and
sing our little 'songs, and I, the vil-
lain, would hold center sta^j while Uis
1 gallery hissed.
The porter was standing beside low-
er ten. He bad reached In and was
knocking valiantly. But his efforts
met with no response. He winked at
me over his shoulder; then he unfast-
ened the curtains and bent forward.
Bebind him, I saw him stiffed, heard
his muttered exclamation, saw the
bluish pallor that spread over hla
face and neck. As he retreated a
step the interior of lower ten lay open
to the day.
The man In it was on bis back, the
early morning sun striking full on
his upturned lace. But the light did
not disturb him. A small stain of red
dyed the front of his night clothes
and trailed across the sheet: his half-
open eyes were fixed, without seeing,
on the shining wood above.
I grasped the porter's shaking shoul-
ders and stared down to where the
train Imparted to the body a grisly
suggestion of motion. "Good Lord," I
gasped, "the man's been murdered!"
CHAPTER IV.
Numbers Seven snd Nine.
Afterward, when I tried to recall our
discovery of the body in lower ten, I
found that my most vivid Impression
was not that made by the revelation
of the opened curtain. I had an In-
stantaneous picture of a slender blue-
gowned girl who seemed to sense my
words rather than hear them, of two
small hands that clutched desperately
at the seat beside them. The girl In
the aisle stood, bent toward us, per-
plexity and alarm fighting In her face.
With twitching hands the porter at-
tempted to draw the curtains togeth-
er. Then in a paralysis of shock, he
collapsed on the edge of my berth and
sat there swaying. In my excitement
I shook him.
"For heaven's sake, keep your
nerve, man," I said brushly. "You'll
have every woman in the car In hys-
terics. And if you do, you'll wish
you could change places with the maa
In there." He'rolled his eyes.
A man near, who bad been read
tag last night's paper, dropped It
quickly and tiptoed toward us. He
peered between the partly open cur-
tains, closed them qutetl* and went
back, ostentatiously solemn, to his
seat. The very crackle with which he
opened his paper added to the burst
tag curoslty of the car. For the pas-
sengers knew that something waa
smiss: I wss conscious of a suddea
tension.
With the curtains closed the por-
ter wes more himself; he wiped his
lips with a handkerchief and stood
erect.
"It's my lsst trip In this car," he re-
Hogshooter Pool. #
P. D. McConnell has a 11 bbl. welt
In his No. 7, on tbe Lydia Smith
section 31-26-14, In'the heart of the
Hogshooter development, the first
well drilled on the lease In a year.
It was an offset for one of the Saga-
more Oil company's wells on the
Annie Marshall land, same section,
over a year old and still making 60
bbls. regularly. A number of wells
are drilling in that neighborhood.
Several deals are on, one practically
closed at foO.OOO for 80 acres ana
eight wells, in that part of the Hog-
shooter district where production
holds good.
Preston.
The drilling in of the two big gas-
sers In the south end of the Preston
field, one flowing 1,000 bbls., ana
the other 500 bbls., affords much
encouragement for an extension ot
the producing area to the south and
southeast, which appeared very im-
probable before and will likely
cause other wells to be started in-
that neighborhood. These two gas-
sers blowed off for two weeks, one
30,000,000 and the other 38,000000
and It looked for a time as if no
oil would show. The sand rises
'sharply to the south, where the gas
showed. Preston is very erratic, each
location proving only itself, making
it difficult to predict anything with
much certainty, but those two wells
have relieved considerable anxiety
on the part of lease owners In that
direction.
wrong with that berth. Last trip the
women la It took aa overdose of some
sleeping stuff, and we found her, Jes'
like that, dead! And it ain't more*n
three months now since there was
twins born In that very spot No sir,
It ain't natural."
At that moment a thin maa with
prominent eyes and a spare grayish
goatee creaked up the aisle and
paused beside me.
"Porter sick?" he Inquired, taking In
with a professional eye the porter's
horror-struck face, my own excite-
ment and tbe slightly gaping curtains
of lower ten. He reached for the
darky's pulse and pulled out an old-
fashioned gold watch.
"Hm! Only fifty! What's the mat-
ter? Had a shock?" he asked
shrewdly.
"Yes," I answered for the porter.
"We've both had one. If you are a
doctor, I wish you would look at the
man In the berth across, lower tea.
staecee, More cheerful once, I thought,
fir the girl's dejscttaa aow was evl-
deat. BeeMe >er. sittlag dowa, a mall
dark womaa, ceasMerahly elder, was
talkiag la a rapid uadcrteac. The
Uri aedded tadlffsreatly new aad thee.
I faacted, although I waa aat care,
that mr appearaace hreacht a startled
leek lata the reuag twill face. I
■at dowa, aad, tea* thraet deep lela
the ether maa'a peeheta. stared roe-
vw inn sung rrom a book at tec w,"wv
foot of my berth, rrom the coat they Mir et the ether aia'a a
traveled, daaed, to the eoft-hoeoaeod ** Hi to
ehlrt beetle H, y* &m tfryt to the
j of Deleware. In the southeast cor-
• ner aL-section 15-26-15, on the Ma-
Jorle Wallace allotment, Gee *
Schneider are drilling a test on the
line that will be closely watched for
results. A test that was drilled to
the southeast on the Cora Brown
land last summer, showed some oil
The test for the Woodhull Oil and
Gas company, on the quarter of sec-
tion 19-26-15, three miles and a halt
weet of the Wallace toot. Is due, and
if it is a wen will open a big stretch
of available territory.
The James O'Neill estate has drill
ed a number of wells on the Mary
Allen land in section 7-26-17, on
Big creek, No. 17 starting off at 200
barrels, and several others at 100
barrels. The Big Creek district was
pretty well drilled over two years
ago, showing many big wells, but Is
now a small pumping proposition,
a*d these good wells were some-
thing of a surprise. Many locations
all through the shallow sand field
will be drilled during the spring
and summer months to hold produc-
tion and meet the demand for oil,
the four local pipe lines and re-
fineries making an energetic effort
to secure more crude.
The Man's teen Murdered I"
I'm afraid It's too late, hut I'm aot ex-
perienced la such rotters."
Together we opeaed the curtalna,
aad the doctor, beading dowa, gave a
comprehensive glance that tooh la the
rolling head, the relaxed Jaw, the ugly
stala oa the sheet. The examlaatloa
aeeded oaly a moment. Death waa
wrlttea la the clear white of the aoe-
trile, the colorless llpe, the smooth-
tag away of the slalater liaes of the
night before. With Ite new dignity
the f*cs waa aot uahaadeome; tha
gray,hair waa atlll pleatlful, the feat-
ures etroag aad well cut.
The doctor etralghteacd htmeelf aad
turaed to me. "Dear far eeme time."
he aaM, maatag a grafesstuaal lager
over the atalae. "These are dry aad
le well eetahllahed. A Priced of
yeurer
"I doa't haow him at all" I
"Never saw him hat oaee before.1
Thee yea deal haow If he la tra*
ellgg aleaer
Cherokee Shallow Sand District
The interest in tbe shallow sana
district is now largely centered in
the western extension of tbe l>ele-
ware district, where some fine wells
are being found. Gunsburg ftFor-
man's second test on the Frank Dick
land, southeast puatter of section
24-2T-15, Just west ot tbe railroad,
shows for 200 barrel,'not quite ao
good as No. 1. Two and three ma-
chines are running on each of four
or five adjoining leases in the neigh-
borhood. There is a break of near-
ly half a mile between the two spurs
west of the railroad and there may
be a dry streak between them.
The Iron Mountain Oil Co., got a
dry hole in its No. 7, to the north
on the Mnhaia Devan 70 acres. In-
dicating the north llYnlt of the good
production recently developed there,
but Hookey ft Co. are drilling an
ofaet to it. These locations are along
the south line of section 20-27-16,
and are on the rich strip that runs
west two miles across the track.
The Winona Oil Company got 't
duster in its No. 2 on the Rachel
Collins land, section 19-27-16, near
the railroad in the north end of the
Canadda pool and a number of very
light wells and several dry holes
have showed up on the Ida Canada
the S. Adair, the C. Rider and the
Ross allotments in the western part
of section 19 and the northeast part
of section 24. That area is quite
pooley, the rich spots quitting abrupt
ly. but when it is good it shows very
strong, although the wells do not
hold like those further east and fur-
ther south In the original develop-
ment. There is a strong demand for
leases and the buyers and sellers do
a lot of negotiating.
Several tests and drilling are now
'starting north weet of Nowata., in
range 15, trying to find either an ex-
tenelon weet and eouthweet of other
pools from the good production a-
long the Iron Mountain track north
N.L.
Mnri-g of Mmchinerv
and llou—kold Goo/*
Freight call d for at Depot aat
del'v^red. All other kinds of
Hauling and Trucking
done on short notice
and at right prices
TELEPHONE NO. 2*4
Before Yon Buy Property
hi WaaktattMi Co. Got an
Abstract it THte
WttNWM Hw) Mr
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QR. B. E. PRYOR
Physician aad I
Office Overiees Building- Phone 4*
G, WOODBIMG,
Phyridan aad targe..
District Surgeon for Missouri,1
eae and Tezae Railway. Phones, Rat,
No. 6. Office No. 5.
DR. SOMERVLLLE
Physician aad I
Offices—Rooms 8 and 9 Bradley *
Bryant building. Office phone Iffi
304.
n.
Rooms 16-18 20 Masonic Building.
Office phone, 199. Reaidence phone
Black 003.
DOCTOR WYATT '
Phyridaa aad Svgaen.
Special attention given to dieaeeeof
women end children. Office over Bar-
tleaville National Bank, Bartleevill*
Okie. Phonea, Office, 91. Bee. SL
P. R. SUTTON, M. D.,
- ATTORNBYS-AT-LAW
a. a. bill
literacy at Lav.
ffiee in Overieec Building
JOWM BRBMNAN,
Lawyer.
Office over Union National Beak
VEASEY A ROWLAND,
Attorney at-Iewr
8°oms 1, 2£ and 4 Mutual Bid*
Bartlesville, Oklahoma.
I. B. Chariton. «. P. Vendee enter
OHABLTOB * VANDBVBBTBR.
Attoraeya-at-Law
looms 3 and 10, Foetofflee building
Oscar L Leamari Jr
LAW.VER
.Bradley ft
Norman Barker
LAWYEB
toaeral Practice ia All Stats •
Federal Courts
ChaB. C. Julian
LAWYER
Boom 2S-2S-H
Be. in
A. B. Grater B.
CRATER & FOSTER
LAWYBBS
Practice ia all State and IWdaral
Courts aad Interior Deportment.
Ik S. BABL0W,
Attorney -at -kv.
I will cell yoe a lot aad haild ye-,
• house; make yea a fun, city ot
chattel loan, or collect year debt!
No charge if not auceeeafuL
Over Bureka Drag Oa.
PHYSICIANS ABB BUBOBOB8
Phonea: Office, 162; residence, red W
ML J. ▼. ATBBT
IWar flimana Building.
U0 1-2 E. Third *
H. U WEBER
Mamie Bldg. Beoass, 64. Beatdeao
*Mo 41. Offiaa phene B>
f.W. POLLABD,
Offiaa Pemharton- Overleca Buildim
■Mtoje Bailws>
I*; TQdeece, 1«9
«nd diseases of Women a specialty.
Office in Pemherton-Overleee Bldg.
Phone: Office, 103; Reeidonce 101
Honrs at office, when possible, 1:30
to 5*0 p. m.
DR B. F. STAVES
mrcicm >h tuwtw
OMn Imi 4-5. Sni lilt
OOM ifeNM 4M BMUUdm 907 M.
DBk W. B. way.
Physician aad Sergeoa,
Diseases of women and ohildien a
specialty. Office suites, 10 Ameri-
can Bank building. Phones: Of-
Seay 681; residence, 209.
L L. WAXOBB
Phone Black 831 404 E. Sc rad.
Dl. L 0. W0LTZEN
Saraa yoar teeth, time, pain aad
money. Guaranteed work. Moderate
•wdlay ft Bryant Bonding
Dr. C. T. WILSON
Chiropractic
H-. L Bmpire Bldg.
Phone 106 Bartlesville, Ok.
DR. M L LIVIN
Practice Limited to Diaeaeee of the
Eye.
Office with Dr. Sheets.
Phone 190.
Rooms 16, 18 aad 20, Bldg.
DR. O. H. GRADY
Treate every disesee Aaimal ia heir
to. Denistry a Specialty.
Phone 240. Hcadqnartera at AU
mode livery. Residence phone Bed
146.
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