The Dover News. (Dover, Okla.), Vol. 6, No. 44, Ed. 1 Thursday, December 27, 1906 Page: 2 of 4
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THE DOVER NEWS.
t. F. PURSELL, Editor.
DOVER • . • - OKLAHOMA.
Culebra CJt Is the unklndest cut ol
all.
The prune crop this year Is bigger
than ever before. How does this strik'*
the boarders? asks the Buffalo Times.
A famous western medium lias mis
ed her prices. No doubt she has to
keep her spirits up.
Prof. Kovalevsky says that the quiet
In Russia is only on the surface A
long distance observer cannot see It
even there.
Evidences are beginning to multiply
that only an American heiress of the
extreme degree can really afford to
marry a titled foreigner.
Now that they have women bandits
In Pittsburg, the millionaire steel mag-
nates cannot be blamed for everything
that happens in that city.
The apple crop of the United States
is figured at 36,000,000 barrels this
year. Hut you will not suspect it if
you go to the market to buy a peck.
One of Washington's body servants
died at Alexandria, Va., a few days ago.
As the years go by the fact Is Im-
pressed upon us more and more that
the list of Washington's body serv-
ants was very large.
The dusky warriors of Sotnallland,
Central Africa, when engaged in war-
fare, exist entirely on a species of
nut, about twice the size of a walnut.
Twenty if them are a day's rations
for a warrior, and he eats them boiled.
A floating theater is in course of
construction for service on the lthine.
A seating capacity of 2,500 Is to be
provided, and one of the chief attrac-
tions planned for this floating house
of amusement Is the engagement of
an Italian opera company. It Is pro-
posed to tow the novel theater from
towp to town.
Queer things happen In the east, but
evwi a world accustomed to oriental
eccentricities was not prepared to be-
lieve it was really true that the suit (ti
of Morocco has appolntted Raisuli, the
bandit, to the governorship of a prov-
ince with the rank of pasha. That was
the story which came from Morocco,
but a Tangier correspondent of a Co-
logne newspaper puts in a denial.
Such an incident might suggest a plot
for a comic opera.
Commander Peary lias the American
quality of determination, at any rate.
It Is given out that he will make an-
other attempt to reach the north pole,
in his last venture he "went within 200
miles or less of the much-sought spot,
and it is generally believed that had
his dogs held out he could have suc-
ceeded. Perhaps next time he will
take all the dogs that can bo utilized,
either as draught animals or for food.
The advantage of the arctic canine is
that he can be used either way.
Caliph, the hippopotamus in the New-
York Central park zoo, was recently
moved to winter quarters in the lion
house, and has been sick ever since
he has been living indoors. His keep-
er diagnosed it as acute idigestion, and
Caliph received medical treatment in
the shape of a bucket of castor oil.
Like 99 per cent, of humanity. Caliph
has an aversion to castor oil. A wedge
of wood to pry open Caliph's mouth
and a hand force pump overcame his
aversion, and, before the crowd that
filled the lion house, Head
Keeper Snyder pumped in a
whole bucketful of castor oil.
The president of Iiryn Mawr college
Miss Thomas, says she places the
hazer on the same plane with the per-
son who hurts birds, tortures kittens
or teases a baby, in welcoming the
incoming class of 120 girls she said
that the college had been free of those
rougher forms of hazing which, unfor-
tunately, had existed In sister colleges,
such as putting the girls under the
pump, standing on their heads and
tearing off their clothes. Hut that
these crude forms of hazing exist
among the young lady students of
Amorica will surprise many. They
should take lessons from West Point
of the past or the Harvard of the pres-
ent.
There is a curious old market near
Paris in which everything Is sold at
second-hand. Working girls can fit
themselves out there from head to
foot. As a writer says: "Mary can
sell her old felt hat and buy a straw
one, exchange her old dress for a new
one, and if she likes, buy a steak and
a salad for her dinner, a paper bag of
friod potatoes, sweets, and some flow-
ers for her window. Democracy is
king here, and no more attention is
paid to the millionaire who is looking
for something marvelous, which he
may pick up cheap, than to the man
with the wooden leg who wants a new
left boot in exchange for a dozen sar-
dine tins, fine gloves and a stocking."
c
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THE DELUGE
By DAVID GRAHAM PHTT.IJRS, Author of "THE CpSOfrfa
(c&r&Gr/r JSOS ty v* soaBs /smacu. corzwvyJ
An Indiana man has grown a fine
crop of hair on a head that had been
bald for 20 years by merely going
about last summer without a hat. It
must have been the psychologollcal
moment, etc., with the Indiana man,
for a lot of hair didn't grow on other
bald heads that were left uncovered.
The production of gold In the mines
of South Africa for the month of June
was the greatest ever recorded. In the
first six months of the current year
the production was nearly $6,000,000
greater than in the corresponding
time last year.
CHAPTER VII.—Continued.
BLACKLOCK GOES INTO TRAIN
ING.
I shall never forget the smallest
dettil of that dinner—It was a purely
"family" affair, only the Kllerslys and
I I can feel now the oppressive at-
mosphere, the look as of impending
-acrllego upon the faces of the old
servants; 1 can see Mrs. Ellersly try
ing to condescend to lie "gracious,"
and treating me as if I were some sort
of museum freak or menagerie exhibit.
I can see Anita. She was like a statue
of snow; she spoke not a word; if she
lifted her eyes, I failed to note it. And
when I was leaving—I with my collar
wilted from the fierce, nervous strain
I had been enduring—Mrs. Ellersly, in
that voice of hers into which 1 don't
believe any shade of a real human
emotion ever penetrated, said: "You
must come to see us, Mr. Blacklock.
We are always at home after live."
I looked at Miss Ellersly. She was
white to the lips now, and the span-
gles on her white dress seemed bits
of Ice glittering there. She said noth-
ing; but I knew she felt my look, and
that It froze the Ice the more closely
In around her heart. "Thank you," I
muttered.
I stumbled in the hall; I almost fell
down the broad steps. I stopped at
the first bar and took three drinks In
quick succession. I went on down
the avenue, breathing like an exhaust-
ed swimmer. "I'll give h"r up!" I
cried aloud, so upset was I.
I am a man of impulse; but I have
traiued myself not to be a creature of
Impulse, at least not in matters of im-
portance. Without that patient and
iralnful schooling, I shouldn't have got
where I now am; probably I'd still bo
blacking boots, or sheet-writing for
some bookmaker, or clerking it for
some broker. Hefore 1 got my rooms,
the night air and niy habit of the
"sober second thought" had cooled me
back to rationality.
"I want her, I need her," 1 was say-
ing to myself. "I am worthier of her
than nre those mincing manikins she
has been bred to regard as men. She
Is for me—she belongs to me. I'll
abandon her to no smirking puppet
who'd wear her as a donkey would a
diamond. Why should I do myself
and her an Injury simply because she
has been too badly brought up to
know her own interest?"
When this was clear to me I sent
for my trainer. He was one of those
spare, wiry Englishmen, with skin like
tanned and painted hide—brown ex-
cept where the bones seem about to
push their sharp angles through, and
there a frosty, winter apple red. He
dressed like a Deadwood gambler, he
talked like a stable boy; but for all
that, you couldn't fail to see he was
a gentleman born and bred. Yes, he
was a gentleman, though he mixed
profanity Into his ordinary flow of
conversation more liberally than did
I when in a rage.
I stood up before him. threw my
coat back, thrust my thumbs into my
trousers pockets and slowly turned
about like a ready-made tailor's dum-
my. "Monson," said I, "what do you
think of me?"
He looked me over as if 1 were a
horse he was about to buy. "Sound,
I'd say," was his verdict. "Good
wind—uncommon good wind. A goer,
and a stayer. Not a lump. Not a hair
out of place." He laughed. "Action
a bit high perhaps—for the track. Hut
a grand reach."
"I know all that," said I. "You miss
my point. Suppose you wanted to
enter me for—say, the Society Sweep-
stakes—what then?"
"Um--um," he muttered reflectively.
"That's different."
"Don't I look—sort of—new—as if
the varnish was still sticky and might
come off on the ladies' dresses and on
the fine furniture?"
"Oh—that!" said he dubiously. "Hut
all those kinds of things are matters
of taste."
"Out with it!" I commanded. "Don't
be afraid. I'm not one of those damn
fools that ask for criticism when they
want only flattery, as you ought to
know by this time. I'm aware of my
good points, know how good they are
better than anybody else in the world.
And I suspect my weak points—al-
ways did. I've got on chiefly because
I made people tell me to my face what
they'd rather have grinned over be-
hind my back."
"What's your game?" asked Monson.
"I'm in the dark."
"I'll tell you, Monson. I hired you
to train horses. Now 1 want to hire
you to train me, too. As It's double
work, it's double pay."
"Say on," said he, "and say it
slow."
"I want to marry," I explained. "1
want to Inspect all the offerings before
I decide. You are to train mi so that
I can go among the herds that'd shy
off from me if I wasn't on to their lit-
tle ways."
He looked suspiciously at me, doubt-
less thinking this some new develop-
ment of "American humor."
"I mean it," I assured him. "I'm
going to train, and tral • bard. I've
got no time to lose. I must be on
•ny way down the aisle inside of three
months. I give you a free hand. I'll
do just what you say."
The job's out of my line," he pro-
tested.
"I know better," said I. "I've al-
ways seen the parlor under the stable
in you. We'll begin right away. What
do you think of these clothes?"
"Well—they're not exactly noisy,"
he said. "But—they're far from si-
lent. That waistcoat " He stopped
and gave me another nervous, timid
look. He found it hard to believe a
man of my sort, so self-assured, would
stand the truth from a man of his
second-flddle sort.
"Go on!" I commanded. "Speak out!
Mowbray Langdon had on one twice
as loud the other day at the track."
"But perhaps you'll remember, it
was only his wulstcoat that was loud
—not he himself. Now, a man of your
■ood-aaturadly.
aeraT"
"Not ao bad," said he. "Not ao
rotton bad. But—when you're polite,
you're a little too polite; when you're
not polite, you——"
"Show where I came from too plain-
ly?" said I. "Speak right out—hit
good and hard. Am I too frank for
good form'?"
' You needn't bother about that," he
assured me. "Say whatevor comes
into sour head—only, be sure the
right sort of thing comeB into your
head. Don't talk too much about your-
self, for instance. It's good form to
think about yourself all the time; it's
bad form to let people see it—in your
talk. Say as little as possible about
your business and about what you've
got. Don't be lavish with the l's and
the my's."
"That's harder," said I. "I'm a man
who has always minded my own busi-
ness, and cared for nothing else.
What could 1 talk about, except my-
self?"
"Blest If I know," replied he.
"Where you want to go, the last thing
people mind Is their own business—in
talk, at least. But you'll get on all
right if you don't worry too much
about it. You've got natural inde
pendence, and an original way of put-
ting things, and common sense. Don't
be afraid."
"Afraid!" said I. "I never knew
what it was to be afraid."
"Your nerve'll carry you through,"
ho assured me. "Nerve'll take a man
anywhere."
"You never said a truer thing In
your life," said I. "It'll take him wher-
ever hd wants, and, after he's there,
it'll get him whatever he wants."
And with that, I, thinking of my
manner and voice and—you've got a
look out of the eyes that'd wake the i plans and of how sure I was of sue-
/oklahoma
Another Negro Shooting. — Jake
Price was arrested at Braggs and
taken to Muskogee, charged with
wWimrtlwmi *u kumt At Jf--'"*3
I said to Un: "I'm afraid you might
easier succeed In reducing my cheat
measure." Hut we worked away at
it, and perhaps my readers may dis-
cover even in tbis narrative, though
It is necessarily egotistic, evidence of
at least an honest effort not to be
baldly boastful. Monson would have I shooting Pomp Thomson. Both
liked to make of me a self-deprecating 1 are negl.oes. prjCe went home and
sort of person—such t;s he himself. ! foun(] Thompgon landing at the
with the result that the other fellow j (ioo|. taiklllg t[) Mrg Prlcp He flre.1
alway s got the prize and he got left I ,oa(, of b(lck Rhot Th0lnpR0I1.
I.ut 1 would have none of It. | They had had trouble before.
All this time I was giving myself—
or thought I was giving myseif—j Finds Doctored Bill.— Deputy 1 nl-
chiefly to my business, as usual. I . ted States Marshal Tom Walker has
know now that the new interest had come into possession of a $1 bill that
In fact crowded the things down town has been raised to the $20 denomlna-
far into the background, had impaired j tion. The currency was circulated in
my judgment, had suspended my com-
mon sense; but I had no inkling of
I' is then. The most Important mat-
ter that was occupying me down town
was pushing textile up toward par.
Lungdon's doubts, little though they
Influenced me, still mude enough of an
impression to cause me to test the
market. I sold for him at ninety, as
he had directed; I sold In quantity
every day. But no matter how much
MMt
I.awton, The work of the culprit
was so cleverly done that probably
not one person in twenty would de-
tect It.
Two Fatally Injured. — John Red-
path, manager of the I'nion Iron
Works at South McAlester, and J. C.
Moore, machinist, were fataily In-
jured 111 an accident at the foundry.
A belt caught In a IIA' shaft, pulling
I unloaded, the price showed no ten- j "le "hafling from the celling and
dency to break. burying Redpath and Moore in the
"This," said I to myself, "is a testi- , debris.
monial to the skill with which 1 pre- | industrial School for Negroes. —
pared for my bull campaign." And The foundation for one of the perma-
that seemed to me—all unsuspicious nent buil(,1ngs of Halochee In-
as I then was-a sufficient explanation dll8trlal School for neRr„es, near
of the steadiness of the stock which Taf, has bepn ,a|(, (be ,abor requ,r.
J had worked to establish In the public ed be,ng (.ontr|bute(, by the negroes
co" ' 'n^f- ... . , , , , I who have become interested in the
I felt that, if my matrimonial plan9 4 .
.... . ' school. At the present time black-
should turn out as 1 confidently ex- ... , , . , _ > « ^
...... . . . smithing, cooking, dressmaking and
pected, I should need a much larger • . . . . , .
fortune than I had-for I was deter- J,ain Rt'wl",g "f beln« tal,Rht ln
mined that my wife should have an > t'mP°ralJ' ' nP8-
establishment second to none. Ac- ] Washington Irving Was There. —
cordingly, 1 enlarged my original The county |„ whlch Tulsa is to be
plan. I had Intended to keep close to ]ocati*l is to he christened "Irving
Langdon in that plunge; I believed I county," uccor.ling to the present ar-
controlled the market, but I badn t rangement. This name was selected
been in Wall street twenty years with- ; bonor of washington Irving, who
out learning that the worst thunder-
bolts fall from cloudless skies. With-
■SVPPOSE YOU WANTED TO ENTER ME FOR—SAY THE SOC1ET".
SWEEPSTAKES-WHAT THEN?"
dead all by itself. Peaple can feel
you coming before they hear you.
When they feel and hear and see all
together—it's like a brass band in
scarlet uniform, with a seven-foot,
sky-blue drum major. If your hair
wasn't so black and your eyes so
steel-blue and sharp and your teeth so
big and strong and white, and your
jaw such a—such a—jaw "
"I see the point," said I. And I did.
"You'll find you won't reed to tell me
many things twice. I've got a busy
day before me here; so we'll have to
suspend this until you come to dine
with me at eight—at my rooms. I
want you to put in the time well. Go
to my house in the country and then
up to my apattment; take my valet
with you; look through all my belong-
ings—shirts, ties, socks, trousers,
waistcoats, clothes of every kind.
Throw out every rag you think doesn't
lit In with what 1 want to be. How's
my grammar?"
I was proud of it, 1 had been taking
more or less pains with my mode
of speech for a dozen years. "Rather
too good," said he. "But that's bet-
ter than making the breaks that aren't
regarded as good form."
"Good form!" I exclaimed. "That's
it! That's what 1 want! What does
•good form' mean
cess, began to march up and down
the office with my chest thrown out
—until I caught myself at it. That
stopped me, set me off in a laugh at
my own expense, he joining in with a
kind of heartiness I did not like,
though I did not venture to check
him.
So ended the first lesson—the first
of a long series.
VIII.
ON THE TRAIL OF LANGDON.
I had Monson with me twice each
week-day—early in the morning and
again after business hours until bed
time. Also he spent the whole of
every Saturday and Sunday with me.
He developed astonishing dexterity
as a teacher, and as soon as he real-
ized that I had no false pride and was
thoroughly in earnest, he handled me
without gloves—like a boxing teacher
who finds that his pupil has the grit
of a professional. It was easy enough
for me to grasp the theory of my new
business—it was nothing more than
"Be natural." But the rub came in
making myself naturally of the right
sort. 1 had—as I suppose every man
of Intelligence and decent instincts
has—a disposition to be friendly and
simple. But my manner was by na-
ture what you might call abrupt. My
He laughed. "You can search nie.'J not very easy task was to learn the
subtle difference between the abrupt
that injects a tonic into social inter-
course, and the abrupt that makes the
other person shut up with a feeling of
having been insulted.
Then, there v us the matter of good
taste in convention. Monson found,
as 1 soon saw. that my everlasting
said he. "1 could easier tell you—any-
thing else. It's what everybody recog-
nizes on sight, and nobody knows how
to describe. It's like the difference
between a cultivated 'jimson' weed
and a wild one."
Like the difference between Mow-
bray Lai""'"" ami me." I suggested
out being in the least suspicious of
Langdon, and simply acting on the
general principle that surprise and
treachery are part of the code of high
finance, I had prepared to guard, first,
against being taken in the rear by a
secret change of plan on Langdon's
part, and second, against being in-
volved and overwhelmed by a sudden
secret attack on him from some asso-
ciate of his who might think he had
laid himself open to successful raid-
ing.
The market is especially dangerous
toward Christmas and in the spring—
toward Christmas the big fellows oft-
en juggle the stocks to get the money
for their big Christmas gifts and
alms; toward spring the motive is, of
course, the extra summer expenses of
their families and the commencement
gifts to colleges. It was now late in
the spring.
I say, I had intended to be cautious.
I abandoned caution and rushed in
boldly, feeling that the market was,
in general, safe and that textile was
under my control—and that I was one
of the kings of high finance, with my
lucky star in the zenith. I decided to
continue my bull campaign on my own
account for two weeks after I had un-
loaded for Langdon, to continue it un-
til the stock was at par. 1 had no
difficulty in pushing it to ninety-seven,
and I was not alarmed when I found
myself loaded up with it, quoted at
ninety-eight for the preferred and
thirty for the common. I assumed
that I was practically its only sup-
porter and that it would slowly settle
back as I slowly withdrew my sup-
port.
To my surprise, the stock did not
yield immediately under my efforts to
depress it. 1 sold more heavily; tex-
tile continued to show a tendency to
rise. I sold still more heavily; it
broke a point or two, then steadied
and rose again. Instead of sending
out along my secret lines for inside
information, as I should have done,
and would have done had I not been
in a state of hypnotized judgment—I
went to Langdon! I who had been
studying those scoundrels for twenty-
odd years, and dealing directly with
and for them for ten years!
He wasn't at his office; they told
m? there that they didn't know
whether he was at his town house or
at his place In the country—"prob-
ably In the country," said his down
town secretary, with elaborate care-
lessness. "He wouldn't be likely to
stay away fro n the office or not to
send for me, it he were in town, would
he?"
It takes an uncommon good liar to
lie to me when I'm on the alert. As I
was determined to see Langdon, 1 was
In so far on the alert. And I felt the
fellow was lying. "That's reasonable,"
said I. "Call me up, if you hear from
him. I want to see him—important,
but not immediate." And I went away,
having left the impression that I
would make no further effort.
I went up to his house. You, no
doubt, have often seen and often ad-
mired its beautiful facade, so simple
that it hides its own magnificence
from all but experiei>'-ed eyes, so per-
fect in itB proportions that it hides
the vastness of the palace of which it
Is the face. 1 have heard men say;
"I'd like to have a house—a moderate-
sized house—one about the size of
Mowbray Langdon's—though perhaps
a little more elegant, not so plain."
"Mr. Langdon isn't at home." said
the servant.
(To be continued.!
Women Less Than Cattle.
The Kaffirs think less of their wives
than they do of their cattle. They ilo
not allow the women to go noar ihe
kraal where they keep their animals,
and if a cow dies they grieve nime
than they do when a woman dies
made a tour through Oklahoma in
1832 and who obtained part of the
material for his tales of a traveler
at Fort Gibson, I. T. From Fort
Gibson Irving's party traveled up
the Arkansas liver to the present
site of Tulsa.
Are You After This? — The next
qualifying examination for the schol-
arship to be awarded under the
Rhodes bequest has been fixed for
the 17th and ISth of January, at the
I'niverslty of Oklahoma at Norman.
Persons intending to take this ex-
amination should address David R.
Boyd, chairman committee of selec-
tion. Norman. Okla. Applicants now
residing within the boundaries of the
future state of Oklahoma will be
eligible for this examination.
Negro Desperado Dies. — Thomas
Calhoun, a negro, died near Osage
while on route to the federal jail at
Muskogee after being wounded near
Watonga. A month ago Calhoun kill-
ed a negro woman who was attempt-
ing to conceal his wife from him and
two days later held up the funeral
procession of his victim, dragging
his wife from the mourners' carriage.
She was found later in a half-starved
condition, but Calhoun had disap-
peared. He showed fight when an
attempt was made to arrest him and
was shot in the groin by Sheriff Till-
man, of Lincoln county.
Found in Insane Asylum. — The
finding of J. N. Roach, a farmer of
Atoka, in San Antonio. Tex., beside*
clearing up a mystery, is a relief to
a number of men who were arrested,
charged with murder, it being
thought that Roach had been robbed
and killed. When found. Roach was
insane and knew little or nothing of
his whereabouts. Immediately after
Ms disappearance three weeks ago
an armed posse scoured the country
near his home. His horse and over-
coat were found, and six men ar-
rested later charged with being Im-
plicated In his murder. Roach ieft
home to buy cattle, taking $300 with
him.
Family Feud Ends in Death. —
F. Frazier, an Indian, was shot
and killed at Dixie, I. T„ by U. M.
Bryant, who telephoned the officers
at Ardmore that he was ready to sur-
render and he was taken to that
city. The killing resulted, it is un-
derstood, from a family feud of long
standing.
Negro Tried to Kill Him. — After
receiving several anonymous letters
to the effect that the writer and L.
C. Lesure, the person addressed,
could not live in the same town, Mr.
Lesure was met at his door in Ard-
more by a negro who fired two shoti
at him and then fled. He does not.
know the Identity of his assailant. '
Jennings to Publish a Book. —
A1 and Frank Jennings, who have
written a book reciting incidents of
their several years of outlawry in
portions of Indian Territory and Ok-
lahoma. recently contractcd for the
publication of the book. The manu-
script has lately been revised with
the assistance of Mrs. Frank Jen-
nings and is about ready for the pub
lishers.
Fingers Chopped Off.—John Lowry,
manager of the Farmers' gin at
Headrick, had all the fingers of his
right hand chopped off while clean-
ing cotton away from the saws. The
hand will have to be amputated, the
physicians believe.
Clinton Votes For Water Works.—
The city of Clinton, at a special elec-
tion. voted $20,000 worth of bonds to
build a system of waterworks. There
seemed to be no opposing faction
and the bond issue carried by a ma-
jority vote of 10 to 1.
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