The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 26, No. 33, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 20, 1916 Page: 3 of 10
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Confederate Sergeant Wyatt of the
6taunton artillery is sent as a spy to his
native county on the tlreen Briar by Gen-
eral Jackson. Wyatt meets a mountaineer
named Jem Taylor,
"Things has changed sura since
then. Nobody lives ter hum eny more.
It's sure hell In Green Briar these
days—somebody is gettin' kilt every
day er two. The cusses travel In
Bangs murderin' an' burnin' from one
end o' the county to the other." He
spoke in an even, drawling voice, with
Jiot the slightest show of emotion, as
though telling an ordinary bit of
news: "D d if I know which outfit
Is the wus—the Yanks or the Rebs."
"Which are you with?"
"Who, me?" He paused in his bolt-
Jag of food, and gave vent to an un-
pleasant laugh. "1 rather reckon It
■would puzzle the Lord Almighty ter
find that out. I don't give a whoop
ter neither of 'em. I'm ter ol" Jem
Taylor, an' It keeps me tolor'ble busy
tending ter his affairs, without both-
erin' 'bout 110 government."
"Then your natno is Taylor?"
"I reckon it has been for 'bout sixty
years. Thar's a slew o' Taylors over
along Buffalo crick, an' sora' of 'em
•re Yanks, an' a parcel of 'em are
Rebs, but they don't git ol' Jem ter
take nary side. At that, I'm gittin' all
the fightin' 1 hanker arter. Naturally,
I'm a peaceful critter, if th' cusses let
"Quirted down some over there late-
ly, hasn't it?"
"Huh! Thar's a rigiment o' blue-
coats at Lewisburg, an' a few cavalry-
men ritlin' ther pikes. Don't amount
ter a hill o' beans as for as ther boys
are concerned. All they got ter do is
MO further back in the hills, an' be a
bit more keerful. 1 reckon, young
man, ye'll find plenty o' deviltry going
on in Green Briar, if ye ever git out
that away. Wal, tliet's all thar is fer
us ter eat, an' I'm goin' ter take a
He cloeed the door, fastening it se-
curely with a wooden bar, and
stretched himself out on the floor.
The room was dark, as the only win-
dow was tightly boarded up, and using
my bundle for a pillow I lay down
also. In a short time his heavy
breathing was evidence enough that
Taylor slept. Slowly iriy heavy eyes
closed, and I lost consciousness.
The sun was below the mountain
ridge, w hen the heavy hand of the old
mountaineer shook me into sudden
wakefulness. With nothing left to
«at we were not long in preparing for
departure, I endeavoring vainly to get
my silent companion to converse, be-
ing rewarded merely by grumbled and
evasive answers. Finally I desisted
In the attempt, content to follow his
lead. Taylor, astride his sorrel, with
gun resting grimly across his knees,
rode straight through the brush, away
from the pike, down the valley of a
small stream Ipt crossing, the horses
drank their fill.
"How about the valley road?" I
asked as we climbed the opposite
The leader glanced back at me.
"This yere way is nigher, an' a darn
sight mor' quiet," he answered gruffly.
"Soldiers been marching over the pike
all day. Mout be all right fer yer, if
yer've got a pass—but I ain't got none.
We'll her' good 'nough ridin' in 'bout
a mile mor'."
"You are aiming for the cut-off?"
"I be—yer do kno' sumthin' of this
yere kintry, I reckon, but yer've got
more eddication than eny Cowan I
ever hooked up with afore. Yer don't
talk none like tnountln' folks."
I diew a quick breath, sensing the
Teturn of suspicion.
"That'/j true," I admitted readily
"You see I went to school at Coving-
ton; they were going to make a
preacher out of me."
Taylor stared into my face, his
vague suspicion seemingly gone.
"Well, I'll be d d—a preacher."
He rode on Into the dusk, chuckling,
and I followed, smiling to myself, glad
that the mail's good humor had been
so easily restored.
We were fed at a hut back in the
foothills, where an old couple, the man
lame, were glad enough to exchange
their poor food for the late news from
the army, in which they had a son
Then wo rode steadily to ths south.
When dawn cams we were to tbe west
of Waynesboro, in broken country, and
all through those long night hours
scarcely a word had been exchanged
between ua. We camped finally in the
bead of a small stream, where high
banks concealed us from observation.
There was little to eat In our haver-
sacks, but we munched what we had,
and Taylor his eyes on the horses,
broke the alienee.
"1 reckon the critters don't need
more'n a couple honrs' rest," he said.
"TKcy ain't been rid noways hard, an'
I~e. fer gittin' through the gep durin'
daylight—the road ain't overly good
"Across the mountains? Is there
• gap her.;?"
Thar road tar Hot Springs U 'bout
K^a mflaa frflow ft I cub over It
ten days ago an' I reckon I kin find
my way back. It's 'bout forty miles
frum thar ter Lewisburg, mostly hills,
but a good trail. I know folks et Hot
Springs who will take good keer o' us
onct we git thar."
We rested, dozing, but neither sound
asleep, for nearly three hours What-
ever might be in Taylor's mind, the
lonely night had brought to me a new
thought relative to my companion
The fellow was evasive, and once he
had frankly lied in seeking' to explain
liia presence in the valley, and the rea
son for his secrecy of movement. By
now we were decidedly at cross-pur
poses, each vigilantly watching the
other—Taylor in doubt as to what the
bundle contained, which I never per-
mitted out of my grasp, and myself as
deeply interested in gaining posses-
sion of a packet of papers, a glimpse
of which 1 had caught In an inside
pocket of the mountaineer's coat. His
mission, whatever It might be, was se-
cret and dangerous. Of this his cease-
less vigilance was proof.
The light of a dying day still clung
to the western sky when our wearied
horses bore us into the village of Hot
Springs. It was like a deserted ham-
let, few houses appearing inhabited,
and the shop windows boarded up.
Taylor, glancing neither to right or
left, rode straight down the main
street, and turned onto a pike road,
leading to the left. A mt!e beyond, a
frame house, painted white, barely vis-
ible through the deepening dusk,
stood in a grove of oaks. The moun-
taineer turned up the broad driveway,
and dismounted before the closed
door. Almost at the same moment
'.lie portal opened slightly and a black
face peered out.
The Body on the Floor.
Taylor stood at the foot of the steps,
pausing in uncertainty.
"Is that you, Sam? Is Mister Ilar-
1 insensibly straightened in my sad-
dle. Harwood? What Harwood, I
wondered—surely not Major Harwood
of Lewisburg, my father's old friend!
What was it 1 had heard about him
a few months ago? Wasn't it a rumor
that he was on General Ramsay's
staff? And the daughter—Noreen—
whatever had become of her? There
was an instant's vision before me of
laughing eyes, and wind-blown hair, a
galloping horse, and the wave of a
challenging hand. She had thus swept
by me on the road a> 1 took my moth-
"I don't 'peer fer to recollect no such
name, sail." replied the negro, scratch-
ing his wool thoughtfully. "I done
reckon as how you got the wrong
"No. I reckon not," said the other
drily. "Git 'long in, an' tell him Jem
Taylor is yere."
The door opened wider
"Suah, I know you now, sah. Just
step right 'long in, the both of yer
I'll look after them horses. You'll fin'
Masaa Harwood in the dinin' room,
I followed the mountaineer up- the
steps, and into the hall, utterly indlf-
I Followed the Mountaineer Up the
Steps and Into the Hall.
ferent as to whether my company was
desired or not It was not yet dark,
but a lamp burned on a nearby table,
and a cheerful fire g.owed at the far-
ther end But a brighter glow of light
streamed from a room beyond and,
determined .to miss nothing, I was so
close behind Taylor that my tjuick
eyes caught what 1 believed to be a
swift signal of warning to the man
within. This, however, was an tm
presaion born from my own suspicion,
rather than any real movement, for
Taylor took but a single step across
the threshold, and stopped, leaning on
his gun. Tbe Bingle occupant sat up-
right. bsfore him the remnants of a
light repast, his hand toying with a
mioon. aad Ma eyas sliUtiu Tai-
lor* .i. i ui> waa *aa
heavily built and broad of shoulder
The face would have been hard, but
for a'gleiitn of good humor in the
eyes, and the softening effect of gray
hair and a gray mustache The mar.
had ag< d greatly, yet I recognized him
instantly my heart throbbing with
the possibility that I also might be re-
membered Yet surely there was no
gleam of recollection in the eyes that
surveyed me—and why should there
be? I had been an uninteresting lad
of fifteen when we last met This
knowledge gave me courage to meet
that searching glance, and to lift my
hand in the salute due to an ofiicer of
"Ah!" said Harwood In deep voice,
"a soldier from the valley?"
"Yes, sir," respectfully, "the Sixty-
"How does it happen you wear ar-
Expecting the question I answered
"They'd lost so many gunners, some
of us were detailed to help. Recruits
are coming in now "
"What was your battery?"
"Staunton Horse artillery, sir."
"At Front Royal—that was our win-
He nodded, tapping his spoon
against the table, favorably impressed
by my prompt replies. His keen eyes
sought the face of the silent moun-
"You know this man. Taylor?"
"Wal. 1 can't exactly say tliet I
dew, major," he said drawlingly, shift-
ing his feet uneasily. "He says he's a
Cowan, frum over on Buffalo crick."
"A Cowan!—you mean—"
"Ni* he don't claim ter be none o'
ol' Ned's brood -bis mar's a wldder
woman. They ain't r,c k>n, I reckon "
Whatever thoughts might ha"e been
in Major Harwood's mind were con-
cealed by an impassive face, as he sat
there for a moment in silence, gazing
at the two of us.
"No doubt you did what you be-
lieved to be best. Taylor," he said at
last quietly. "We will talk it over
later You are both hungry enough
to eat, I suppose? Draw up some
chairs and Sam will find something
No objection to remaining here over
"I'd be glad to get on. Bir, but my
horse is about used up The roads
have been hard and we have traveled
"Well, there is plenty of room, and
you are welcome. This house," he ex-
plained, "belongs to a friend of mine,
who had to leave the country—too
Yankee for his neighbors. I find It
rather convenient at times. Ah. Sam,
that rasher of bacon looks prime—I'll
try some myself."
The three of us talked upon many
subjects, although Taylor said little,
except when directly addressed, and
I noted that few references were
made to the war. That Harwood was
In the Federal service 1 had no doubt,
although he was not in uniform, and.
if this was true, then it must be also
a fact that Taylor was a Union spy
The meeting here had not been by
chance, although a mystery involved
the hidden reason why I, a known
Confederate soldier, had been encour-
aged to accompany the mountaineer
to this secret rendezvous. At last the
meal ended and the major pushed
back his chair and motioned Sam to
clear the table.
"You two man are tired out," he said
genially, "and you had better turn in
and get a good night's sleep. We'll
all of us rldo on into Green Briar to-
morrow. I'll talk with you a minute
Taylor, In the parlor, before you go;
but Cowan does not need to wait. Help
yourselves to the tobacco. Oh, Sam!
show this soldier up to the back bed-
room and see he has everything he
It was clearly apparent that Har-
wood desired a private word v. ith Tay-
lor and so. after deliberately filling
my pipe. I rose to my feet, stretching
sleepily The black returned with a
small lamp in his hand and led the
way up the broad stairs. A moment
later i was left alone In a small room
at the end of the upper hall with one
window, so heavily curtained as prob-
ably to render the light invisible from
without. The door was securely
latched, but there was no lock Then
I was not being held a prisoner.
After some minutes 1 extinguished
the light, and looked out of the win-
dow It was quite a drop, though not
necessarily a dangerous one, to the
ground Those dim outlines of build
Ings were probably the stables, where
I would find my horse. With no guards
the trick of getting away unobserved
would be easy enough, and I knew the
road sufficiently well to follow It safe-
ly. But I desired to learn first what
these two men were actually up to.
Such information might prove more
important than my investigations in
I Green Briar I Btole across to the door
I and opened It noiselessly. There w as
no one visible in the upper hall, and
1 leaned over the stair rail gazing
down, and listening A light still
burned within the dining room, but
there was no sound of voices, or of
The silence continued, and I began
to cautiously steal passage down the
carpeted stairs, crouching well back
against the side wall. Little by little
I was able to peer in through the open
door—the chairs were vacant; there
waB no one there. The gleam of the
lamp revealed a deserted room, the
table still littered with dishes. What
had become then of Harwood and
Taylor? Were they sitting beyond in
the darkened parlor? I crept to the
half-closed door. The room was black
and silent, although I could perceive
dimly the outlines of furniture.
Something—some vague sense of
mystery, of danger, (ripped ma. I felt
. • m« Iflluat. «u
I reached for the ret«lv«r at uiy belt
| It was not ther.' th* leather holdei
| was empty. My 9rst seusatlon wat
I icei a belief I was tbe victim ol
t'Machery. The® It occurred to my
I n jid that the veapon might have
fallen from the open holster as 1 rest-
ed on the bed—ft mere accident At
least I would learn the truth of that
dark room. I stepped within, circled
the overturned hair, and a groping
foot encountered something lying on
the tloor I bent down and touched it
with my hand; it was the body of a
man. The w hole truth came to me In
a flash—there had been a quarrel, a
murder, unpremeditated probably, and
VON PAPEN GUILTY TWES OFF DANDRUFF
HAIR STOPS FALLING
Private Papers Taken from the
Former German Attache
Show His Work Here.
30M PLOTTERS PAI0 BY HIM
I Picked It Up Wonaeringly. It Was
the assassin had escaped But which
of the two was the victim? An In-
stant I stood there, staring about In
the dark, bewildered and uncertain.
Then 1 grasped the lamp from the
table in the other room, end returned
holding the light In my hands. The
form of Major Harwood lay extended
on the floor, lifeless, his skull crushed
by an ugly blow Beside him lay a
revolver, its butt blood-stained Be-
yond doubt this was the weapon which
had killed I picked it up wonderingly
—it was my own.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
HEIRS TO DEftD GREATNESS
Victor and Lou's Napoleon, "Th®
French Fretenders," Celebrate
Their Birthday Same Week.
Moth the Napoleon brothers, Victor
am' I -on Is. famous for teeir mirth-
provoking act entitled "The French
Pretenders." celebrated birthdays re-
cently on the same week Ix)iiis. the
younger, passed the half-echtury mark,
while Prince Victor Napoleon who
would sit on the Imperial throne of
France If the republic hadn't de-
stroyed that piece of furniture, was
fifty-two. Lou I was Victor's heir to
the pretendership until about a year
ago. when a son was born to Victor
and his royal spouse. Princess Clem-
entine of Belgium.
Victor Is a grandnephew of Eiu
peror Napoleon I He lives In Brus-
sels. and in 1010 married Clementine,
the third daughter of King Leopold I
of Belgium The birth of another
Bonaparte was hailed with great de-
light by the few follewers of the pre-
tender and the pretenderess. and tho
christening of I he infant Prince Louis
King of Uome" was marked by im-
perial pomp and eclat The cere
mony took place in the palatial proru-
i ;en of the proud papa hi the Avenue
Louise Most of the imperialists of
France were there, and did not crowd
Prince Louis, the younger brother
of the pretender, is apparently a con-
firmed bachelor. He served in the
Russian army for many years, with
rank of lieutenant general, but now
resides at (Jeneva, where the Napo-
leons owu a fine chatcau.
Correspondence Seized by British Had
List of Suspected Men to Whom
Money Was Given.
London, Jan. 15.—Copies of corre-
spondence seized from Capt. Franz
\on Papon, recalled German military
attache at Washington, when he reach-
ed FaMnouth on his way to Germany,
! have been turned over to the Ameri-
can embassy for transmission to the
They how that Captain Von Papen
made frequent payments to persons
I charged with the responsibility for
| blowing up munitions works and
bridges in the United States. •
Gave Werner Horn $700.
! One entry shows that Captain Von
I Papen gave $700 to Werner Horn, who
| was arrested in connection with the
! blowing up of a Canadian Pacific Rail-
! way bridge at St. Croix, Me. The day
I before this check was issued the Ger-
j man embassy paid $2,000 into Captain
I Von Pa pen's account.
Another check stub shows that about
two weeks before the explosion in Se-
attle on May 20, 1915, Captain Von
Papen sent $500 to the German consul
at Seattle. In February of 1915 he
sent $1,300 to the German consulate in
Involves Von Bernstorff.
Among the letters taken from Cap-
tain Von Papen there is little of inter-
est with the exception of a letter from
the German consul at New Orleans
condoling with Mm on his recall from
Washington and criticizing severely
the attitude of the American govern-
Several large pav.ments were made
to Captain Von Papen by Count Von
Ilernstorff. German ambassador at
Washington. Most of these were for
salaries or similar uses. A number
of entries show payments made bv the
ambassador to the military attache
j for "war intelligence office."
; One of the payments on the account,
made in October, 1914, was for $2,300.
500 Items Shown in Book.
I Captain Von Papen's check stubs,
! bank books and letters from his bank,
j the Riggs National Bank of Washing-
, ton, D. C., show about five hundred
i items, many of which had to do with
i routine expenditures. Others, how-
J ever, revealed payments to various
i persons who have figured prominently
in the activities of German agents in
Glrltl Try This! Makes Hair Thick,
Glossy, Fluffy, Beautiful—No
More Itching Scalp.
Within ten minutes after an appli-
cation of Danderine you cannot And a
Bingle trace of dandruff or falling hair
and your scalp will not itch, but what
will please you most will be after a
few weeks' use, when you see new
hair, fine and downy at first—yes—but
really new hair—growing all over the
A little Danderine immediately dou-
bles the beauty of your hair. No dif-
ference how dull, faded, brittle and
scraggy, just moisten a cloth with
Danderine and carefully draw it
through your hair, taking one small
strand at a time. The effect is amaz-
ing—your hair will be light, fluffy and
wavy, and have an appearance of
abundance; an incomparable luster,
softness and luxuriance.
Get a 25 cent bottle of Knowlton's
Danderine from any store, and prove
that your hair Is as pretty and soft
as any—that it has been neglected or
injured by careless treatment—that's
all—you surely can have beautiful hair
and lots of it if you will just try a lit-
tle Danderine. Adv.
Function of the Hammer.
"Why do you knock so? Why are
you always using the hammer?"
"I do it to rivet attention, my boy?"
SALTS IF BACKACHY OR
KIDNEYS TROUBLE YOU
Eat Less Meat If Your Kidneys Aren't
Acting Right or If Back Hurts or
Bladder Bothers You.
Message on a Man's Scalp.
We hear much about secret writing,
but have not yet heard of anything to
beat Ihe simple cunning of one His-
tiaeus. a Greek, at the Persian court in
the fifth century, It, C , who wanted to
send a private message to a friend at
Miletus He took a slave with bad
eyes, and, under pnjtenee of curing
him shaved hia head.
Tbe message was then written oo
his scalp, unknown even to him, the
hair allowed to prow again, and the
slave sent off to Miletus with a letter
which all could read, saying how well
lie had been cured. And the friend,
with whom the plan had been ar
ranged, only needed shaving materials
to uncover the aecret message.—Lou
Mist (t Somewhere.
"Yaas," said Uncle Silas, "my son
Mil! Iiez got back from a special
course he's been atakin' at college,
with a piece o' paper signed by th'
'thorlllea sayln' as how he's ao A M
I dunno what an A M Is. but I'm
afeardey thoy's some mistake about
It, for judgln' from the tlme~he gits
down to breakfast he behaves aiore
like a M. ter me."
New Yorkers Are Milk Orinkers.
Milk Is becoming the favorite drink
of residents of New Vork city, accord
ing to recent statistics of tbe health
department, and the number of li-
censed saloons Is decreasing It la
reported that the consumption ot milk
has Increased In tbs city 60 per ceul
TOOK U.S. SOLDIER OFF SHIP
Private Albert Clark on Way from
Canal Zone to Washington
Rumored by British.
New York, Jan. 15.—Albert Clark, a
private in the Fifth United States In-
fantry, was re moved from the steam-
ship Santa Marta at Jamaica by a Brit-
ish neutrality officer, according to
passengers who arrived here on the
steamer Santa Marta today. After be-
ing detained ashore several hours
Clark was allowed to return to the
ship apd proceed here.
Clark, who had served nineteen
months in the Canal Zone, was pro-
ceeding to Washington under orders
to report to the adjutant general, and
was in full uniform when he was tem-
porarily removed from the Santa Mar-
ta, which flies the American flag.
This is said to be the first time a
United States soldier has been re-
moved under similar conditions from
an American vessel since the War of
A CALL FOi? MR. ROOSEVELT
Texans Would Have Former President
Use His Influence to Stir House
El Paso, Tex., Jan. 14.—A telegram
to Theodore Roosevelt, appealing to
him to use his Influence with congress
to bring atiout a "change in the policy
of this government that so far lias re-
fused to exercise its paternal duty
toward American life and property
abroad, was circulated here today for
signatures. It was proposed to send
it to him later.
Persons with interests in Mexico
were not permitted to sig.n it.
A plan to form a regiment, compased
of a thousand American mining men,
to enter Mexico and run down the
bandits responsible for the massacre
of Americans at San Ysabel was form-
ulated at a meeting here last night.
At the meeting it was decided to
present the plan to oficials of th; de
facto Mexican government with a view
of getting the sanction of the Car-
When you wake up with backache
and dull misery in the kidney region
I it generally means you have been eat-
! ing too much meat, says a well-known
authority. Meat forms uric acid which
overworks tho kidneys in their effort
to filter it from tho blood and they be-
come sort of paralyzed and loggy.
When your kidneys get sluggish and
clog you must relieve them like you
relieve your bowels; removing all the
body's urinous wasto, else you have
backache, sick headache, dizzy spells;
your stomach sours, tongue is coated,
and when the weather is bad you have
rheumatic twinges. Tho urine is
cloudy, full of sediment, channels oft-
en get sore, water scalds and you are
I obliged to soek relief two or three
I times during the night.
Either consult a good, reliable physi-
| clan at once or get from your pharma-
! cist about four ounces of Jad Salts;
, take a tablespoonful In a glass ot
i water before breakfast for a few days
[ and your kidneys will then act tine.
| This famous salts is made from tho
| acid of grapes anil lemon Juice, com-
] bined with lithia, and has been used
j for generations to clean and stimulate
' sluggish kidneys, also to neutralize
acids in the urine bo it no longer irrl-
! tates, thus ending bladder weakness.
1 Jad Salts is a life saver for regular
■ meat eaters. It Is inexpensive, cannot
j Injure and makes a delightful, effer-
vescent lithia-water drink.—Adv.
What you pay for an article is its
market value; what the second-hand
dealer offers you for it is its real
Find Reptile-Bird Link.
Billings, "Mont., Jan. 14.—Fossil re-
mains of what is believed by students
of palentology to represent the transi-
tional stage in evolution between the
reptile and the bird, were placed on
exhibition today at. the Chamber of
Snow Stops Lumber Mills.
Seattle, Wash, Jan. 14.—The unusu-
ally heavy snowfall and eevere cold
«nap in Washington and Oiegon have
resulted in the ihutting down of many
logging camps and saw mills.
'Pape's Diapepsin" fixes sick-
sour, gassy slomachs in
Time it! In five minutes ail stomach
distress will go. No indigestion, heart-
burn, sourness or belching of gas, acid,
or eructations of undigested food, no
dizziness, bloating, or foul breath.
Pape's Diapepsin is noted for its
speed in regulating upset stomachs.
It is the Burest, quickest and most cer-
tain indigestion remedy in the whole
world, and besides it is harmless.
Please for your sake, get a large
fifty-cent case of Pape's Diapepsin
from any Btore and put your stomach
right. Don't keep on being miserable
—life is too short—you are not here
long, so make your stay agreeable.
Eat what you like and digest it; en-
joy it, without dread of rebellion in
Pape's Diapepsin belongs in your
home anyway. Should one of the fam-
ily eat something which doesn't agree
with them, or in case of an attack of
Indigestion, dyspepsia, gastritis or
stomach derangement at daytime or
during tbe night, it is handy to give
tho Quickest relief known. Adv.
A girl who has loved and lost
boasts of her indifference for tho men.
COVETED BY ALL
but possessed by few—a beautiful
head of hair. If yours Is streaked with
gray, or is harsh and stiff, you can re-
store It to its former beauty and lui-
ter by using "La Creole" Hair Dress-
ing. Price $1.00.—Adv.
Even the worm will turn—perhaps
into a butterfly.
To keep clenn and healthy take Dr.
Pierce'i Fleunaiit PelleU. They reguiat*
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A bachelor says the best pot dogs
come in glass cases.
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The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 26, No. 33, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 20, 1916, newspaper, January 20, 1916; (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc106008/m1/3/: accessed August 2, 2021), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.