The Independent. (Cashion, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 10, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 11, 1912 Page: 2 of 8
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In a sheltered valley just below
the little town of Redose, situated
on the edg of a small stream, is a
small hut or cabin which has
long been termed by the inhabi-
tance "The haunted house" No
one ever dared enter the place
lest by some unknown power they
would be carried away into the
unknown. But haveng attained
a maturage I decided to try at
least, and see where the magic
lay.
I was not long how ever in learn-
ing my destiny. The only ob-
ject visible in the room was a
small metal box; which naturally
attardled my attention. Seizing
it I found open before me an in-
strument such as I had never
seen before. Looking at it I
discovered a small cavity cover-
ed with glass and almost before
1 had time to think I was looking
into the future world. The in-
strument which 1 held was the
long futurescope which the in-
habitants had used years ago.
I looked forty years into the
future and saw a western town of
about two thousand inhabitants.
The people were bustling about
down the streets, when I saw a
figure who distinguished him-
self from the rest. He was tall,
and dessed very gaudy he wore
high top boots, corduroy trousers
which were bagging at the knees.
A large Mexican sombreo, and a
red flannel shirt, over the collar
of which extended an abundance
of locks interspersed with gray.
His hat which if lifted would have
revealed a ball head. It is likely
that he will retain the rest until
his death, for over in the corner
of the village cemetary stands a
monument which bears the in-
scription "Mehitable Ann wife of j
Carl Pickett, who died in the j
fiftieth year of her age, having 1
lived with her husband 30 years. '
she passed on in confident hope ,
of a better life.
Turning a screw to see if I
could get a better view of Carl
the scene changed and I saw the
interior of a magnificent room
filled with fashionable dressed
women. They were tall and
straight and moved about with
the greatest of ease and grace,
when standing they looked to be
statuary. One I noticed espec
ially was wearing a hat and was
dressed more elaborate than the
others. She seemed to be over-
seeing the institution, decorating
the servants and had the costum-
es brought in to be fashioned for
the eyes of the public. There
was something abut her walk and
the nod of her head that ■ seemed
familiar. After the rush was
over and the crowd had dis-
persed, she removed her hat
and I recalled what was once
the long golden ringlets of our
class secretary. Irene Cashman.
I lowered the instrument to
rest my eyes, vvnen I again looked
I into it what should I see but a
large railroad station in a city of
j 50.000. Trains were coming in
j every few moments. For some
j reason my attention was arrested
by a stout looking young man
I who had just stepped from the
train. He was neatly dressed
I and wore a red carnation on his
coat. The gentleman carried two
large cases which must have been
filled with candy for there were
two ladies there to meet him.
They took a cab and drove toward
the center of the city. I next
saw them in a large confectionery.
The gentleman was once the stud-
ious lad, Joseph Harrington, who j
was representing the largest can- 1
dy company in the U. S.
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Reaching for a piece of candy
and at the same time taking the ]
instrument from my eyes; when 1
I regained it to its regular posi-1
tion I had lost Joe and a new !
scene came before me. This was 1
a cozy cottage with elderly people 1
by the fire-place. I could not see
why this was laid before me be
cause there was nothing that in-
terested me only the coziness
and neatness of the room. The
people who were sitting around
the fire-place seemed to be enjoy-
ing life because they were talking
and laughing together. Then
the lady's face was turned so the
light was reflected on it and
saw why the scene was laid, for
there was the face of our frien
Marguerite Cashman.
room. At once I reconized the
walk. It was our Valedictorian.
I saw Noah come and walk to the
black board and write Amo Te.
At once I saw why Noah had been
going to school for fifteen years.
Tired and weary (with the
many things 1 had seen) I decid-
ed to case my futurescope and re- j
turn home to think of what I had j
seen. As I stepped from the coach ■
to the platform, I heard church !
church bells pleading. Something
in the sound inspired me with an
unusual feeling. Why 1 could not
tell but I went in the direction
from which the sound came. /Is
I reached the church I could see it
was filled into the vestibule and
desirous to see the cause of the
excitement, I passed in. Who
should I see but my old class-mate,
Leigh Courtney, leading a proces-
sion which was marching to the
strains of Mendelssohn march.
1 immediately reconized her com-
panion, but I shall leave that for
you to determine. This, added
to what I had seen, overcome me.
When or bow 1 reached home I
never knew; it seemed to me I
have a slight remembrance of
hearing my mother's voice calling
my name but it did not arouse me.
Then thoughts of old school days
came back to me and of our class.
I had not seen Harold. I thought
to myself, Where is he? That
question was soon answered, for
down the street of a large city
came the well known form. He
had not lost his old kangaroo
twist as he walked, and in his
old familiar way; he had his
A hands thrust deeply into his pock-
ets while his coat spread a table
as it dangled outward in the
breeze. His face was hardlv the
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Old-time barbers had to
display more variety
than their successors. A
work published in 1592
describes a barber's
greeting to a customer:
"Sir, will you have your .
hair cut after the Ital- J
ian manner, short and <
round and then frounst
with the curling irons to
make it look like a half
moon in a mist, or like a f
Spaniard, long at the j
ears and curled like the S
two ends of an old peri- s
wig, or will you be J
Frenchiged with a love- £
lock down to your shoul- }
ders? The English cut $
is base, and gentlemen i
scorn it; novelty is dain- $
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my scissors are ready to $
execute your worship's J
will." ' 5
Cecil,
the
Barber.
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I tried to regulate the
ment when it changed to
instru- same so covered with sideburns
fifteen land a goatee. His uniform soon
years in the future. Here I saw explained that he was some su-
a large University in the east. I | perior officer of the electrical
saw some one whom I recognized | engineers. Just then a line en-
gine dashed down the street with
a terrific speed. I awoke. "Who
and where am I?" said I to my-
self. As 1 looked around I dis-
covered I was Harold Longneck-
er at home in Cashion and had on-
immediately as Noah Wright.
He was walking across the cam-
pus carrying a roll under his arm,
which must have been an oration
for he wore a cap and gown.
This was his last year for him to
struggle with science and philoso- been i11 a dream.
phy. As he neared one of the j Don,t wear the -shoe unless it
large buildings he met a very J llts y°u- But cheerily pass it by.
fine looking young lady. Who I 11 didn't intend to loose a friend,
did not recognize. They smiled | b>' penning this monstrous lie,
sweetly, then both walked into \
the building, thus he passed from Insect Bite
my sight, When he met the j (^Qsts Leg
A Boston man lost his leg from
the bite of an insect two years
I have decided to stand my
two Stallions for the year
1912, my Imported Percher-
on Henri, and Standard Bred
Trotting Stallion, Dr. Rose,
all three Stallions at the
terms of $15.00 each to in-
sure living colt, on account
of bad crop year, at my barn
in Cashion.
Jas. Fry in ire.
lady it reminded me of what he
said "If I get started going with
the girls I will get foolish about
it then." I think as he started
as he entered the building the
scene grew dark and again it
lightened up but was changed
to class-room in the same large I
school at which I saw Noah.
The room was filled with stud-
ents, who seemed to be reading
Latin from the expession that
came over their faces. There
was something interesting in the
teacher. She walked across the
before. To avest such calamities
jrom stings and bites of insects
use Bucklen's Amies Salve promp-
ly to kill the poison and to pre-
vent inflamation, swelling and
dain. Heals burns, boils, ulcers,
piles, eczema, cuts, bruises. On-
ly 25 cents at All Druggists.
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Barnard, W. F. The Independent. (Cashion, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 10, Ed. 1 Thursday, July 11, 1912, newspaper, July 11, 1912; (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc107714/m1/2/: accessed March 18, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.