The Hennessey Clipper. (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 18, No. 3, Ed. 1 Thursday, June 13, 1907 Page: 2 of 8
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BENNESBEY CLIPPER.
C. H. Miller. Publisher.
HENNESSEY.
OKLAHOMA.
The Old Fasnioned Scrap Book.
And then there in the scrap book
Do you remember your aunt's or your
mother's old scrap-book? \\ liat a fas
cinating volume it was in your child
ish eyes. There was no order to it;
just a tiling that had pleased :ts mak-
or—a sketch a joke, a bit of pathos,
a funny picture, an elevating .senti-
ment, a short story of unusual inte:
«st. something about some one whom
yon all knew. Every leaf had been
approved by the judgment ot a reader
whose taste was very similar to your
own; and you read it greedily, and
•yet with the feeling of the child who
docs not want to finish his piece of
cake too soon. I wonder how many
people of comparative leisure are
keeping scrap-books in this steam en-
gine age. remarks a writer in Nation-
al Herald. The "comic supplement''
Is no substitute for them to place in
the hands of children. It is probably
the very plethora of good things which
we sec non that paralyzes our ambi-
tion. and makes us think that keeping
an adequate serap-' ook would be too
great a task. Vet we have nothing
which so sets forth the personal touch.
It was almost as intimate as a diary
—more intimate by far than a book
with comments 011 the margin.
There have been hints of uneasiness
among the Hindoos, and these find
confirmation to a certain e xtent in the
riotous outbreak at Rawalpindi, In the
Punjab section of India. But there
does not appear to ho any likelihood
of a serious outbreak or one which the
British authorities, with the loyal na-
tite forces at their disposal cannot
suppress. India is an enormous coun-
try, with a dense population, with
many* conflicting racial and religious
elements. While the Hindoos form
numerically probably the larger part
of the native population the Moham-
medans and others are many millions
in number, and anything like cohesion
in an attempt to drive out the foreign-
ers and to overcome Hrltish sover-
eignly is wildly improbable, says the
Troy Times. The more intelligent and
progressive of the natives no doubt
realize that the protection afforded
by British rule is in reality their i>o
litical and material salvation.
BY y4RTHUB HENW VE&EY
(CXjpfBGffT. APO& D.ARRrSTTT? € OQMBW&
CHAPTER IV.
The Coward.
As she left me 1 again caught the
look of wonder, a resentful wonder,
curiosity that was even harsh and
stern. •
I seated myself opposite the woman
1 had unconsciously wronged. For the
first time she looked at me, and I saw
with relief that neither pain nor an-
guish lurked in her clear eyes. There
was no outraged love nor tenderness.
Nor was there pity for herself or for
me. But even so. it seemed to me
pathetic that a woYnan should be so
strong.
"I wish to hear everything. Begin,
please, with your first meeting with
Mr. Wllloughby. Tell me all—to the
last moment/'
"I shall not spare either yourself or
myself," I promised.
'Clinging to the face of the rock, 1 j She came from a race of soldiers.
looked down. The ice slopes were I They, too, had suffered and died, and
I turning yellow in the cold early even- ! their honor had been stainless. Why j
j ing light. But far below they were j should she make any allowance for my <
! hidden by mists, which even as we j suffering and weakness? When all is I
looked seemed to gather volume and j said, weakness* to her meant cow-
I to roll onward and upward, threaten- | ardlce. She forgot, as the world had
j ing to engulf us. The sky was laden, j forgotten, that It is not so difficult to
' As we made the ledge a gust of wind | he brave when the danger is a famil-
almost swept us from our foothold. 1 iar one. She looked at me quite un-
| The snow fell more thickly; it came, it j moved.
seemed, from every quarter in an in j 'The rocks," I continued, ' were cov-
| slant. ered with snow and were ice-glazed.
"We had made the ledp in safety, i Wllloughby was anxious now. And
j but even as we looked about us the vet it was impossible to linger; no
mist enveloped us. It was impossible j one would dream of looking for us on
to see more than a few yard* ahead, j this side of the mountain. So that ! daughter resulted in the conversion ot
Still we struggled on slowly and me- j presently when the sun rose higher) J. K. .Teany, proprietor of the princi-
chanically. Kocks, which in ordinary 'and we were partially warm, I stum- ( pal saloon of Litchfield, 111., at a re-
circumstances would have seemed j bled painfully and slowly after my *
quite easy, suddenly appalled us; for companion.
we were unable to see where to put j 'For a time I followed him median-
hand or foot. ically in perfect silence. Suddenly he
Kven to my inexperienced eyes we came to a pause. He told me very
' quietly that we were lo3t. lie point-
CONVERTED BY A CHILD
9aloonkeeper Who Threw His Liquor
Into the Sewer.
The tears and pleadings of his little
i were in a terrible predicament. Wil-
was cheerful and
not be safe to attempt the pass alone.
My companion laughed at their fears.
The heavens were quite clear; the
stars shone faintly; the moon was
waning; there was no hint of wind or
storm. He assured me that the pro-
tests of the guides was a clumsy at-
tempt to frighten us into engaging1 loughby, however
their services. They were waiting for confident. If he had misgivings lie
us; it was the usual trick. 1 accepted I them to himself. I followed him
his explanation as plausible enough. 1 . blindly.
was unwilling to disappoint him now "Suddenly to our complete dismay
that we hail started; but for the first I the descent was cut off by a precipice,
time J felt some misgiving. the rocks on either side falling almost
"I shall not weary you with the de-1 sheer to the glacier beneath. Further
script ion of our climb. The ascent was i attempt was useless that night. h.ven
steep and trying in places, over ice Wllloughby acknowledged that. I here
and rock. In about four hours we j was nothing for it but to bivouac foi
reached the Zasenberg Chalets and | the night, and trust for better iuck on
the Central Ice-fall. A stiff scramble j the morrow■.
of an hour brought us to the frozen j "It is impossible for me to describe
snow of a plateau. Here our path ! for you the sufferings of that terrible
seemed to me less clear, but my com- j night. We gathered, such stones as
vival meeting conducted by Evang-ist
10. K. Violett, and Teany dumped near-
ly $1,000 worth of whisky, wines, and
beer into the street in front ci bis
place of business while more than a
thousand residents of Litchfield leaked
on. says the Chicago Inter Ocean
Ax in hand, he superintended the
Did you know Mr. Wllloughby in--j panion advanced with confidence. 1 | we could find on the narrow mountain
timately? Were you at Oxford with | felt the altitude now distressingly; I : ledge, and placed them as a protection
him? I think I do not remember his j had qualms of mountain sickness. I against the biting wind. We consumed
speaking of you." Still I struggled after him, until we ; the last morsel of food. We had al-
She spoke slowly, with a certain j came to the base of a precipitous wall j ready drunk our tea. We huddled
aloofness. \ desire to be just strug | of ice. We had passed over the last j close to each other for warmth. We
gled with a manifest dislike --a dislike , of the glaciers; we had reached the | shivered, not for moments, but for J
that was evidently not lessened l <
Some Fast English Trains.
For a really magnificent exhibit of
regularly maintained high speed serv-
ice—one which provides a decided
public benefit —Knglaml leads us a few
points; for her populous cities afford a
dense passenger traffic to support such
a service which has no counterparts
in America, except in a few places, re
marks B. B. Adams in Softener's
Magazine. To take only one or two
from dozens of examples, the number
of daily trains between London and
Birmingham tlltt miles I over the Lon-
don £c Northwestern, making over
miles an hour, is seven; between Lon-
don and Kxeter. over the Great West-
ern (194 miles), the number running
at a rate over 55 miles is four. One
of these later trains makes the 119
miles between London and Bristol in
120 minutes. In each direction, every
day, and does this with remarkable
regularity ami punctuality.
President Roosevelt may find sup-
port for bis theory that under certain
conditions war may more honora-
ble than peace and better for mankind
in the utterances of Dr. Em 11 Heich,
the Hungarian historian and philoso-
pher, now lecturing in London In a
letter to a New York paper Dr. Reich
says he does not believe in peace con-
gresses, and odds: I believe, after
35 years of study of the past and ob-
servation of the present, that conflict
made us. conflict keeps us going, and
without conflict t lie great question of
nations can never be solved Shake
speares are made by the destruction
of armadas, and not by universities,
lecture rooms and public libraries.
The lather of Sophocles was Salamis
General disarmament means siagna
tion and degeneration." When Mr.
Carnegie hem* ibis he will be greatly
displeased.
Three ut the >i>ungei generation ot
the Vandc.rbilt famils are serving the
New York <Yi.tral. Alfred Van
derhilt has bis desk in the financial
department. Cornelius finds his great-
est interest iii the shop and construc-
tion department, and is said to know
a railroad from the roadbed up. His
eouMii. William K Yanderbilt. Jr.. h
combined both the financial and prae-
tical training.
.1 P. Morgai. 'binks mort of his col
leetiou of miniatures than all ol his
other art treasu es. He seems never
to tire ot diking about them to his
friends, and now he is having them
copied so th« : tbe> can be reproduced
In a book
cause of my studied calm. Perhaps
she thought a fervent expression ot
penitence more fitting. But instinct-
ively I knew that an hysterical repent-
ance would increase her contempt for
me. I preferred her hatred to that.
And so 1 told my story absolutely with- j
out feeling.
i met him for the first time the
night before his death."
indeed!" Her voice trembled with
anger. She was indignant that he
should hav< discussed his love with an
utter stranger.
it was not until we had both given
up hope that he mentioned you. Miss
Brett,"' I said with some sternness.
"But surely his death was the result
of a quite unexpected accident? The
newspapers gave one that impression,
she exclaimed suspiciously. The words
and the look accused me of falsehood.
"The accident came only after we
were both utterly exhausted by the
sufferings of a night spent on the
mountain paths."
And were the newspapers correct
in saying that you were not an expe-
rienced mountain climber? And did
Mr. Wllloughby know that?"
Yes, 1 am simply a tourist. This is
the first time I have been in Kurope.
1 came to Switzerland as thousands of
others come—to see the mountains
from an hotel piazza or a railway train.
To me. as to most tourists, the Alps
were simply a gigantic panorama to
be viewed complaisantly, as one looks
at Niagara Falls. To climb them
never occurred 'o nie until 1 met Mr.
Wllloughby.
i was making the usual circular
tour. Interlaken. Scheidegg. Lauter-
brunnen, Grindelwald. Mr. Wllloughby
happened to sit next to me at the table
d'hote at the Bear hotel. He was an
athlete; Switzerland to him was sim-
ply an immense playground; he spoke
of the trophies he had won at Queen's
fields in the same breath as his ex-
ploits in scaling a mountain top. At
first 1 listened to him with indiffer-
ence; his enthusiasm amused me—
nothing more. I had supposed that
people climbed mountains simply for
the view; because on the summit one
could see a little farUier than if one
were merely on the mountain-side.
But as he talked I began to under-
stand. It was a game—a conflict—a
battle if you wish—in which one pitted
one's strength and wit in a hand-to-
band fight with nature.
"Gradually his enthusiasm aroused
mine. I was wearied of sight-seeing;
the horde of tourists disgusted me.
Before we had finished our cigars I
longed to pluck my first edelweiss; to
play this new game myself. I hinted
vaguely at dangers, but my companion
laughed at them. I was presumptuous
enough to think that where lie led I
might follow."
The usual mistake of the tourist. I
believe, ' commented \liss Brett, cold-
ly. "And you begged that you might
go with him on his next climb?"
At least 1 was willing enough to do
so when he suggested that, lie was
planning to make the Stralegg Pass. I
confess that the word pass' did not
sound especially formidable, for he de-
clared that guides were not at all
necessary. So 1 .agreed to make the
ascent with him. 1 did not realize that
mountain climbing, more than any
other sport, required arduous training.
The next morning at 11 o'clock we
started from Orindclwaid. We were
provided with the customary parapher
nalia of the Alpine climber; but our
climb to the Schwarzegg Club Hut, at
the rpper Ice-fall, where we were to
spend the night, might have been
made with walking sticks instead of
alpenstocks. It was for the most part
a simple path over glassy slopes on
the eastern side of the Lower Ciimdel
summit. I minutes at a time. Every now and
I supposed now that the worst was | then we chafed each other's hands to
A eturned traveler swears that at
least 10.0UU camels have been named
for Koosoveil in Egypt, where he is
very populat With th« bears and the
rabbits IVody is becoming the whole
menagerie
ed as a proof of that to the overhang- I
ing ledge around which we had |
climbed the evening before. 1 am 1
nearly at the end of my story, Miss ;
Brett." !
Again she shuddered, and we both J
looked at Ihe little beacon light flick- i
ering very faintly now. About us the
people laughed and talked; the or-
chestra was playing a Strauss waltz.
"Do not spare me. please," wliis-
perefl Helena. ,-S.ySl
"To retrace our steps was. impossi-
ble. Just around the mountainside
we Knew that we should find ourselves
in comparative safety. Hut to climb
down the overhanging precipice had
been appallingly difficult the day be-
fore. Now. exhausted in mind and
body, the rocks slippery with snow j
and ice, it seemed impossible—for me,
at least. And yet it is 1 who am alive
to tell von how desperate that chance
'
was.
"Cenerous to the last, he insisted 1
that I so first. The rope was fastened
about my waist; I climbed down the
overhanging cliff, supported by the 1
rope held by my companion above. 1
I reached the ledge. 1 was safe.
But 1 had put forth the last of my |
strength." 1 could only stand there, j
fighting for my breath. Almost imme-
diately Willougllby flung down Hie
rope and warned me lhat he i
was coming, and lhat I should <
be ready to give him what as-
sistance I could. I tried to speak
—to implore him to delay the smashing of kegs and barrels an J bot-
descent fdr a few moments; my voice | ties, while Ihe crowd cheered him on.
seemed a mere whisper. Probably he i although Teany's course has made
did not hear me. Or he dared not de- j enemies for him, and both h-> and
lay lest he should lose his own nerve; Evangelist
for he must have known
mm
Dumping Out the Liquors.
that, the
chances were wholly against, him.
"Not even for you can I Ifnger over
the details of these last awful mo-
ments. He had almost, accomplished
the impossible. He was just above
me. 1 could have reached up and
clasped his body. And then what I
had feared, what I had known would
happen, did happen. His feet
slipped. Ho was hanging by his arms.
He called to me in a strong and | pit, from which they cbeei
steady voice to come to his aid. I work of destruction.
did not. At least, until it was too j Several hundred dollars' worth of
late. He hung there one frightful in- high priced cordials started the -acri-
stant, and then—" ( tlce. True, many at the outskirts of
Helena clasped her hands con- , ihe throng looked upon if all as a
vulsively. "And so the end came,*' ! wicked waste, and watched with
she murmured. "And he died with- j thirsty, puckering lips how hundreds
out one word?"
I hesitated.
Violett have received
inonymous letters threatening their
lives. None of this spirit, however,
became manifest at the liberation of
ihe liquor.
Mrs. Teany and her daughter stood
at Teany's side while he battered jn
keg after keg or sent his ax crashing
through bottle after bottle of liquor.
All of the Protestant* ministers iii the
city also were there, having converted
a large dray into an improvised pul-
d on the
"It is my right to know.'
looked at me with burning eyes.
"Yes, he spoke one word—one—'
And that was—?"
"'Coward!'" I whispered.
CHAPTER V.
! of priceless drinks went into the
1 street, but they were far too few in
She | numbers to make a demonstration of
protest or to secure a portion ci the
sacrifice.
i Then came barrels of wine* an ti
j whiskies, and the t ragi ant stream that
I started sewerward in the gutte. be-
! came swollen as a flood, with mingling
} red and while and brown. Las? • :: 11
| came several kegs of beer, aiki the
I J foaming amber liquid washed ! >wn
the seemingly unsated pavement
When the last drop had been skilled
Teany uttered a fervent Amen and
Mrs. Teany and the dam-lifer joi. • 1 in
with even greater fervor, while 'he
i rovvd cheered anew.
Then some one suggested a song,
auf! soon the strains of "America"
•i Wish to Hear Everything."
over, ltuf the descent was by far the I prevent their being
most difficult and dangerous pari of I the greatest suffering was caus<
our dav 's work. Every step had to he j our efforts to figlu uff the deadly numb-
taken with extreme care. We were ; ness and drowsiness."
roped, or course; and 1 annoyed Mr. | "Did you give up all hope then?'
Willougllby by being compelled to halt asked Helena, shuddering
repeatedly. The fact is, I was fright
fully exhausted, though I struggled
after him as doggedly as 1 could.
"At lasc the descent became less
hazardous. I believe that we should 1 by relating ft) each other incidents of
have arrived at tlrimsel safely had we our past life. It was natural thnl our
continued our way in a direct line j talk should become Increasingly Int.!
and with the care that had character- i mate. Death stared us in the face. At
tzed our llrst movements. But my such an hour as lhat one forgets that
companion attempted more and more one is speaking to a stranger. It was ,
difficult feats of climbing. As a rule I then that Mr. Wllloughby told me of
did not follow him. But presently ti ! you."
mountain ledge obstructed our path. "I understand." said Helena in a
Two courses were open lo us; we could | voice that was strangely gentle, boi
make a long but safe detour around It. the llrst time there were tears in her
or we could scale it. My companion eyes.
decided upon the latter course. I At half past two the snow ceased
again fastened the rope about m> i falling. The sl.y cleared. The stars
w"alst and followed him." , shone out one by one in a blackened
• I>, you wish me lo infer thut the sky. It was now, I think, for the first
boyish confidence of Mr. Wllloughby | time I felt our utter helplessness. The
led to the tragedy?" Helena asked In j terror of the mountains, the avilui
a passionless voice. loneliness, the stillness, the sense of
"I wish you to infer nothing." utter isolation all overwhelmed me.
• But you place the blame, at least 1 The ghostly whiteness of the mountain
tacitly, on one who is dead and cannot | peaks shone out against the dark sky.
defend himself
A Life for a Life.
A long silence fell between us.
looked where the little beacon light i
had flickered feebly a few moments I
before. It had gone out. Willi an ef- i
fort, 1 sought the face of the girl who ■
sat opposite me. ^ ,
j She had judged. 1 knew that. She
1 looked at me as If I were a being
! apart, of another world, lt.v my own
confession I had shut myself out of were taken up by 1,000 voices. Tlien
her world. The man who had loved 1 Kvangelist Violett made a stiiTins ad-
frost-bitten. But lpr loyany had died as the strong peo- j dress.
[used by | „r"liot- race had died. That proud [ Teany was the hero of the hot; He
fact supported her. For her 1 existed i was obliged to review the grea' h"st
no longer. She gathered her skirts j of people, and for nearly an hour
about her. She inclined her head ; stood on the dray shaking hand*
slightly. She was going out of my
life. She had uttered no spoken re-
proach. But her look, her every
movement, echoed the verdict of the
I am sure that. Willougllby did not. ;
His courage and heroism were unfail- I
ing. Until the cold had exhausted us
attempted to wile away the hours m(m who wlls dea(i.
I pushed back my chair.
Heaven, the ordeal was over
was my first thought.
Thank I
; that :
Then I hesl- j
d to make this 1
His
conversion was brought about ►> the
revival at the Christian church A.-ich
has thoroughly stirred the city. The
saloonkeeper at once renounce! the
liquor traffic, and believed it wou' l be
a sin for him to sell any more lt pi< r.
Yielding to his convictions, lie w < de-
termined t< destroy what liquor he
had on hand despite the efforts of his
enemies to thwart his purpose 11«
tated. Suddenly I lon:
woman understand.
When others had pointed the Unger received many anonymous 1. ( is
of scorn I had refused to be crushed, ; threatening his life, which on!;/ in
because I believed I heir censure
" she insisted angrily.
"I am sorry you should think so. I
am trying lo give you the facts quite
simply the absolute truth."
"I do not wish to wrong you," she
saiil ill a low voice. I wish to be just
to you, Mr. 11 addon.
".lust when I realized that we were
wald (ilai !• • .1 bypath winding along i in danger I hardly know Or perhaps
the cliffs. I should he more 1 ' " 1 ' "* "*
• We wck4 aroused the next morning : I cannot tell jusl when I began to feel
hefon- it was light, and I was rather | afraid.
relieved when two guides, who wert
The moon shed an unearthly radiance
over all. Shadowy and'unreal, a phan-
tom host, mountain after mounfnin
stretched as far as one could see. And
our helplessness was made the more
pitiable because at our feel we could
see the lights of Ihe village.
"Tile sun rose at last. But 1 was '
terribly exhausted with the cold, the would irritate antl madden
honest if I said lhat night's vigil, and tatlgiie. Three limes , jj,,. coming years. It was hope-
less to make her understand, to cx-
inliottsly and three times my exhaustion para- one word of sympathy. But at
just. I had grown almost indifferent
as to whether people despised me or
not. But this was the first woman to
whom I had spoken since the tragedy.
Had she loved Wllloughby, it would
have been hopeless to expect any sym-
pathy from her. She would have felt
toward me a lifelong hatred.
But she did not love Willougllby . It
was merely a sense of duty that bad
urged her to seek from me my story.
Perhaps she wished to tell It lo his
bereaved parents. It was to be a sort
of reparation owed to the memory of
Ihe man who had loved lier.
She had judged me without emo-
tion. without passion. She had spoken
no words or reproach or anger. She
was leaving nie in silence. lint 1 j
knew that the silence of this woman i
would haunt liie as no spoken word of
bitterness ever could. It was a si-
creased his determination to humili-
ate the traffic. Trieuds of the saloons
here swear vengeance, and some be-
lieve that Teany's life is in peril.
waiting at the hut for a party expected
that day" shook their heads at the
weathvr. and warned us that It would
We had climbed . ..
and slowly around tlx ledge. Air. Wil ly/.ed every effort. 1 wish lo make no ](J,lst sh(, s|,ould speak, though it were
loughby was in the lead Suddenly, as excuses, and yet . . .. i In anger. I leaned toward her; there
rounded this shoulder,
snow touched rnv cheek.
flake of I paused. I looked at her wistfully. 1
j I sa v no pity or sympathy in !u r eyes. I
was a eer
rtaiu pride in my humility.
(TO HE r'QNTINUKD.)
Saloons Spread Disease.
Says a writer In the Medical Kec-
d: i: has been proved more or less
j conclusively that pulmonary tuber-
1 miosis is spread by the agency i f
I nubile houses in (treat Britain, and
| this is probably also the ease to a
lc.-ser extent ill regard to saloons in
America. Although the saloons here
are far cleaner and better ventilated
than are those of (Sreat Hritaln, there
are many in which diseased and un-
washed 1 tIVrs spend a. great part >f
their time."
Banc of French Industries.
Drunkenness has a strong hold upon
the great French Industrial centers.
In many of the huge manufacturing
towns the women are fast following
ihe e\ample of the men. and even the
children's labor is made to assist both
on the ro..d to ruin. It is estimated
lhat at Lille, J.j out of even 100 men.
and Iii out of every 100 women are
(ouflruied drunkards.
iVfc.
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