The Daily Transcript (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 2, No. 96, Ed. 1 Tuesday, September 29, 1914 Page: 3 of 4
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NORMAN DAILY TRANSCRIPT
(COI YRI< "T 1 91 s
Amie Ives, mascot by reputation, starts
Winnipeg for London to attend the
ooronatlon of King George. Her father
had come to America following a quar-
rel with his father, Comte d'Yvea of
France. Anne's father, at his death, left
Jier a key to a strong box containing
bonds of the defunct French Panama
Canal company. The box is in the vaults
of Ma^nlfC & Co.. Paris bankers. On the
stteamer Anne meets the dessolute son of
<Magniff, who. not knowing her identity,
tells her of a scheme to get hold of the
canal bonds and extort money from Mag-
niff. Anne volunteers to go as a passe n
get with a French contestant at an avla-
itlon meet In London. The Frenchman
wins, but disappears without disclosing
tils Identity. She meets him again In the
crowd at- Westminster abbey and accom-
panies hlfn to the coronation. She learns
that he Is her cousin. Chevalier d'Yves,
and that his companion is her grand-
father. Comte d'Yves. Sharing her fath-
er's hate for the family, Anne abrtrptly
!leaves the abbey. She losses her purs'1
and boforws money to go to Paris. On
the way she meets an official of the avia-
tion meet who, thinking Iter the wife of
the winner, forces on her the prize of 500
iwmnds. She learns that Banker Magniff
IB extremely bitter against her grand-
father and holds a mortgage on the an-
cestral home. Magniff tells her a new
key must be made for the box. He in-
duces her to sign an agreement to sell
him the bonds for 60,000 frances.
/ " '
I appended my name to the docu-
ment and walked out of the office like
one in a dream. With economy, nay
money would last easily for three
■weeks. I should never need to worry
about my landlady's bill any more.
My happy thoughts were speedily to
"There is a gentleman waiting to
eee you, madamoiselle," said the land-
lady of my pension as I entered. "He
haB waited two hours in the reception
room. Mademoiselle is Canadian
she would doubtless wish to meet him
without a chaperon," she simpered.
Somehow my heart failed me as I
turned the handle of the door. I was
convinced that it was the scoundrelly
Greek Zeuxis, who had followed me
But it was not—it was Leopold Mag-
nifT, the banker's son!
He bowed low and his countenance
assumed a sneering deference as I ig-
nored his outsretched hand and stood
facing him in silence. I did not deign
to offer the least greeting.
"Miss Ives, you've been to see my
father," he volunteered. "It'b ho use to
deny It; my agents have been on your
trail since you posed as the wife of the
Chevalier d'Y es at the coronation."
"I have no intention of denying any-
thing—to you," 1 eaid, contemptuously.
"Bot if you dare insult me with your
falsehoods again, you shall be thrown
from this hotel."
"At least mademoiselle will acknowl-
edge that she wore a wedding ring dur-
ing the ceremony," he pleaded, suave-
"It was lent to me," I cried, and then
bit my lip angrily at the admission.
"Mademoiselle, you are charming,1
eaid the scoundrel, regarding me with
frank admiration. "Now don't be
Assuredly you will be ruined. My coup
has succeeded beyond my expectations
—the one I told you that 1 had in pros-
pect. And I will marry you tomorrow
—tonight. If you insist on it. You will
be made for life. And I shall worship
you. I am sure that we were made
for each other. Ah, mademoiselle, do
you suppose that you will have such a
chance again? Are you thinking of
that beggardly chevalier? Why, he is
a pauper, wiped out—besides, he Is a
libertine, a rake. They say—"
Something In my expression must
have alarmed him, for he suddenly
ceased speaking, took his hat, and
sidled toward the door.
"Remember, mademoiselle," he Baid.
grinning nastily, "I am ready at any
time to renew my proposition to you
But unless you accept you will be
ruined—positively ruined, believe me."
The sight of his grinning face horri-
fied me; the memory clung to me for
When I gained my self-possession I
sent a hasty telegram to the banker.
It ran as follows:
Your son and confederate have key
to my safe. Seal it and place a guard
over It instantly."
This communication elicited no re-
sponse. But I felt sure that It would
effect its purpose—unless the bonds
had been already stolen.
I awaited the termination of the
three weeks with ill-concealed Impa-
It ti a woman's privilege to control
the temperature of acquaintanceship;
and this Immaculate young man, play-
ing whatever part he might be, wheth-
er of aviator, diplomat or anything
else, seemed always to have the advan-
tage over me In the maneuvering.
"What can I do for you, gentlemen?"
I asked in my most disdainful voice.
They did not know how wildly my
"First, mademoiselle, let me say. In
case you suspect us of espionage, that
we obtained your address through
your friend, Mrs. Christie." said the
I nodded coldly. "1 am not in the
habit of accusing persons of espion-
age," I answered.
"Then the old saying Is false." he
answered. "Evidently, In this case,
like does not turn to like."
"What do you mean, sir?" I demand-
"I mean," said the chevalier, dogged-
ly, "how much do you want for those
I looked from one to the other, in-
quiringly, The old comte now came
forward and motioned to his grandson
"You are too Impetuous a diplomat,
my dear Charles," be said, suavely.
"Now, Miss Ives." he continued, "let
us come to the point as persons of af-
fairs. How much money do you de-
mand to restore to us thoBe papers
"Mademoiselle, You Are Charming,"
Said the Scoundrel.
angry. I hare come here as a friend.
And to prove it, allow me to restore
He reached into his coat pocket and
polled out the puree which I had lost
In so humiliating a manner Inside
Westminster abbey. He handed it to
me. and, taking it gingerly, 1 opened It.
There, within, lay my hand mirror, my
powder puff, and my five hundred dol-
lar bills. Bot the key—the key was
"I gather from your expression,
mademoiselle, that you realize that
you are in my power," he said.
"If you mean that you have stolen
my key—" 1 began.
"Your key?" he repeated, in feigned
astonishment "I know nothing of any
key of yours, mademoiselle, except
that this purse was discovered at the
entrance to the abbey doors by a serv-
ant of mine."
"By your spy, Zeuxis," I Interrupted,
bitterly. "I thank you for yonr hon-
esty in restoring my money, at least.
Good afternoon, monsieur."
"But, mademoiselle," he cried. In
real alarm, "1 thought, now that I have
convinced you of my power, that you
would be willing to loin forces with
me. Otherwise, you will be mined.
New Friends and Old Enemies.
(In which I learn that my relatives are
not so black as I painted them.)
Here was I, alone In Paris, under
the surveillance, as 1 was positive,
both of Leopold Magniff. Jr., and his
rascally sycophant Zeuxis, with three
weeks to wait before the opening of
the Bafe in which my precious bonds
lay hidden. And in three weeks my
enemies could work incredible barm.
MagnifT had threatened me with ruin
unless I accepted his advances. But
how could he fulfil his threat? Only
in one way, clearly; by utilizing the
key which he had stolen from my
purse to open my safe and to abstract
the bonds. Would he dare? Had the
safe already been rifled? But even so
I should at least be no worse off than
when 1 had arrived in Paris. As the
days wore away, and the memory of
the man grew fainter 1 came to de-
spise and disregard his powers for
It did seem unnecessary that I
should have to wait three weeks while
Magniff, Sr., was fashioning a new key
for my safe. But I inferred that he
was in reality utilizing this period to
make inquiries in Canada concerning
me; consequently I became more tran-
quil in mind. I sent my friend Estelle
Christie the ten pounds which she
had lent me and settled down to live
frugally at the Pension Angiaise with
my remaining $450. At the worst I
should have enough with which to re-
turn to Winnipeg.
A little more than a week of my pro-
bationary period had elapsed, when
one morning our landlady announced
that two gentlemen were awaiting me
in the reception room. Instantly I
thought of MagnifT and the Greek.
"Tell them that I will not see them,"
The landlady appeared shocked.
"But, Mees lvee, they are of the
quality, assuredly," she protested. "An
old gentleman and a young one. And
the latter—what build, what figure! I
thought to have the pleasure to con-
gratulate mademoiselle," she continued
The comte and the chevalier! It
could not be! And yet, whom else
did I know? But, If It were they,
how could they have discovered my
"They sent up no cards?" I asked
"No, mademoiselle. But see, only
see them and certainly you will not
refuse them an Interview. "Ver' im-
portant business'—those were their
"Tell them I will be down In a few
moments," 1 answered, and began to
arnyige my hair for the interview. In
the midst of brushing it I halted an-
grily. My heart was pounding In my
•throat in the most discomfiting way.
Why, I asked myself, sternly, why did
I go to this trouble about my person-
al appearance for the Bake of such
mortal enemies? And why was I so
agitated? 1 could not solve the prob
lem, and twisting up my hair hastily.
I descended the stairs, trying to re-
gain control over my nerves.
It was as I had surmised. The
comte and the chevalier were waiting
for me In the reception room, both
faultlessly attired in morning clothes.
They rose, each with a low bow, upon
my entrance. Both looked extremely
grave, and neither evinced the slight-
est sign of having previously seen me.
I motioned each to a chair, but they
Now, though I had determined to
greet them with the barest courtesy,
thlB turning of the tablet upon myself
affected me almost to tears of rage
And So," I Said Bitterly, "You Sus-
pect Me of Being the Thief?"
which you pilfered from my grandson's
coat pocket while he was entertaining
you as his guest within the abbey?"
1 gasped for words.
"How dare you insult me!" 1 stam
mered—and the observation seems
trite enough now, when I recall It
Perhaps it was my intonation, my ex-
pression of outraged innocence, that
disillusioned him. At any rate he
seemed perceptibly embarrassed, and
as he hesitated, 1 recovered my com-
"Will you have the goodness to ex-
plain yourselves in full, gentlemen?" I
said, with withering scorn. ^
"With pleasure, mademoiselle," an-
swered the comte. "The facts are
simple. As you should know, my
grandson here accompanied me to
England, recently, ostensibly as a
member of the French military mis-
sion in the coronation; actually to ne
gotiate an Important treaty between
England and France, in which three
foreign powers are vitally interested.
"We were warned that emissaries
of these powers were prepared to go
to all lengths to obtain a draft of the
treaty. To render it absolutely se-
cure, my grandson kept only a few
rough jottings of the French govern-
ment's proposals upon a piece of pa-
per in his coat pocket. He thought
that none would have suspected he
would carry It there. This paper was
stolen from his pocket at the doors
of Westminster abbey."
"And so," I said, bitterly, "you sus-
pect me of being the thief?"
He was silent from courtesy, but I
could see that I had not shaken his
"Wnat else should It be, mademoi-
selle?" he asked, quietly. "Remember,
when we extended our Impulsive hoa
pitallty to you we did not even know
Here was my chance. How I had
longed for It! And every word should
now go home at last.
"If I am a spy and thief and traitor,"
I answered, "then I dishonor a noble
family as well as myself. Shall I tell
you from whom I am descended?"
He bowed with deference. "If made-
moiselle pleases," he answered.
"I am of French extraction," I re-
sponded. "My father's name was Jules
d'Yves"—I saw him start—"and his
father was, and is, Comte d'Yves of
There was a dead silence in the
room. Then, as the haze floated from
face between hla hands and gated in-
to my eyes with such benlgnance that
I felt my own grow wet "Charles,
come here," be said. "She has the eyes
of my son Jules. It Is true. See—
why, do not weep, child!"
His arms were round me now, and 1
—just at the moment of my completest
triumph—I was crying. And It was up-
on his shoulder, too. He sustained ine
like a lover. O, my dear grandfather.
1 recall now with what a practiced
hand you wiped away my tears. How
many women's tears had you wiped
away when you were young—young,
like the chevalier?
What I have always wondered at Is
that neither of the two for the least
moment distursted me.
'My dear grandchild." said the old
comte, when I grew calm, "the mem
ory of my treatment of your father
embittered my whole life. Often 1
sought to find him, but ho was too
proud to be reconciled. Now it is too
late. But I shall lavish on you the
tenderness that I have lavished on him
so often in Imagination."
Then, at hia request, I told him the
entire story of my visit to Europe, not
omitting mention of Leopold Magniff
and Zeuxis. I ended with a brief ac
count of my interview with the old
Describe this Greek, this Zeuxis."
he said, when I added that I thought
I had seen his face in the crowd at the
coronation. "Has he a scar running
diagonally across hiB cheek, from
mouth to eyebrow?"
"He has!" 1 cried. "You know the
"I do." answered my grandfather
and the chevalier nodded his assent
"You have described a well-known spy
In the service of the Italian govern
ment. Beyond all doubt, Charles, it
was he who stole the papers from your
coat pocket. He is a sleight-of-hand
expert, and was once a pickpocket. I
believe, though now he flies at higher
A sudden revelation came to me.
"Then this must be the coup of
which Leopold Magniff boasted to me,"
I cried. "Undoubtedly the scheme had
been already hatched on the boat when
he let It out to me in a drunken mo-
They both_ assented.
"You are right, my dear child," said
the comte. "But now, the point is,
how can we recover the (Jraft of the
treaty? It may have been already sold
to the triple alliance; on the other
hand, it is in so fragmentary a condi-
tion and reveals so little that the con-
spirators may be holding it back with
a view to obtaining a higher price
"If they have already obtained pos-
session of my bonds," 1 hazarded,
"they may hold them as the price of
"They cannot dispose of them," said
my grandfather. "At least, they can
but conceal them and prevent you
from obtaining them."
Then I told them of my agreement
with the banker, omitting nothing, not
even the motive that had Inspired me
"And so you wished to help him in
his designs against Clichy, little
Anne," said the old comte mournfully,
when I had concluded. "God help us
all; the old estate must pass to this
arch-conspirator. It is now nearly a
year since he unveiled his motive to
me. I, he says, snubbed him in his
younger days, when he purchased the
estate next mine. Well, perhaps so.
and thus I am rightly punished. Times
change greatly, and the old order
passes. But It will be hard on your
"He told me that he will have your
property within two weeks," 1 said.
"Unless twelve thousand francs of
interest appear mysteriously out of a
clear sky, I think he will," the comte
answered. "And doubtlesB you under'
stand now why he was so anxious to
purchase your bonds, and why he has
apparently succeeded "
"Yes," I replied. "He feared that I
should place you in possession of them
and so enable you to pay off the mort-
gage on Clichy."
The comte shook his bead mourn-
"But that is the reason that his son
Leopold gave me when we talked on
the boat," I exclaimed.
"Is It possible that either of that
shrewd pair believed you to be so al-
truistic as to be willing to present
them gratis to an old man, to save hie
lands, Anne? No, my dear, it is be-
cause, so long as those bonds were In
your possession, you could have ren-
dered him bankrupt."
"But he has millions!" I cried in-
"And your bonds are worth, potent-
ially, billions." answered my grandfa-
ther. "Let me explain the matter to
"When the Argerlcan government
purchased the old, worthless Panama
bonds from the French company, the
"Not quite," 1 responded, (tin put-
"Because Magniff A Co., In taking
this chance, told short,' as the stock
exchange would say. They sold all
the bonds. But they did not bold all
—they did not hold yours. In conse-
quence, they are legally compelled to
deliver those bonds to the American
government the very Instant when
they come to light They must deliver
them, at any price. If you had chosen,
you could have appraised them at a
billion francs apiece, and still Magniff
must have purchased them. You held
him In the hollow of your hand, as he
and his scoundrelly son knew well.
And, Anne, you have been badly out-
witted by the old banker. Well, he
was fighting for hiB existence; I have
no blame for him."
"And with that fortune I could have
recovered Clichy for you," I Bobbed.
"But Clichy has recovered you,"
answered my grandfather, placing one
hand caressingly upon my shoulder.
"Henceforward. Anne, your home will
be with us—at least, so long as we
have a home," he ended. "And now,
Charles," he continued. "1 have monop-
olized our relative enough. I shall go
for a walk and leave you two young
"Oh, please," I begged, blushing
But the old gentleman made his exit
with a final bow and left us both look
Ing at each other In an uncommonly
"I—I want to ask you something.'
Charles murmured presently. Then
since I did not discourage him. he con
"Is It, then, true that you are unmar
rled In spite of the ring you wore?"
My face was so crimson now that I
could only cover it with my hands.
But somehow he read assent In my
act, for In a moment he was at my
"Why did you wear it. sun-goddess?"
he asked, and I felt him raise my fin-
gers to his lips. "Was it to cast me
into the depths of hopelessness and de-
"Why should you despair for me.
monsieur?" 1 asked
"Because 1 love you. Bun-goddess,"
he anBwered rapturously. "I loved
you that first moment when you
stepped so bravely into my monoplane
at the aviation meet and soared with
me into the empyrean. And, when 1
lost you, I knew that I muBt find you
again, though I had to search all Lon-
don. Then, when you were so ml
raculously restored to me at the abbey
doors, you brought back the zest of
living to me again. And then—that
fatal ring! Why did you wear it,
"Because I knew that It would be
better should you never turn your
thoughts on me," I managed to whis-
per. "We were enemies, mortal ene-
"But never more," he cried. "Anne,
sun-goddess, do you love me a little—
enough to become my wife?"
I did. I knew I did. I knew, too,
that It had been love, not hatred,
which I had always felt for him, love
which, released at last from its bonds,
welled up spontaneously within my
heart into a broad river of joy.
"Say that you love me, Anne," he
pleaded, his arms about me.
"I—I love you," I murmured, and I
felt his lips on mine.
"When will you marry me, Anne
he asked, presently.
Slowly I disengaged myself. In
those rapturous moments 1 had for
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before my eyes, I saw both men grip- ] holders, dispersed as they were
ping their chairs, regarding me with j throughout the length and breadth of
amazement, blended, I think, with |
"Yes," I went on bitterly, not car- j
ing what I said, "my father was driv- |
en from his home, disowned, and left
to starve in a foreign land by those j
who should have been proud to ac j
knowledge him. I am his daughter,
and I am proud to be. And 1 am j
neither thief nor spy. Good morning,
Just as I had reached the door the
comte found voice.
"Come back!" he pleaded, in such
an altered, abject ton^ that my anger
died away and pity succeeded it. A
sudden vision came to me of the'lone-
ly old man, perhaps torn with secret
remorse for his unfatherly crime, per-
haps longing for those approaches
which my father had been too proud to
make to him.
"You are Anne d'Yves?" muttered
the old man, approaching me with out-
stretched arms. Suddenly he took my
France, were glad to let them go for
a song. Magniff & Co. acted as
brokerB, on the French side, and they
made an enormous fortune. But, by
the terms of their contract, they bound
themselves to deliver all the bonds to
America, in return for so many mil-
lions of dollars.
"They actually did deliver all ex-
cept the small parcel which you hold.
They searched for these and could not
find them. They advertised—in vain.
Nobody responded to their offer to pur-
chase them. They concluded, not un-
naturally, that they had been lost or
destroyed and would never turn up
"All this while the bonds were lying
In their own safety deposit vault In
your own father's name. He knew
nothing of the demand for them, and I,
of course, did not imagine otherwise
than that he had already disposed of
them to Magniff. Now, my dear Anne,
do you understand why your bonds are
"I—I Love You," I Murmured, and
Felt Hit Lips to Mine.
gotten the mesh of circumstances that
had been woven round ub. Now the
memory of them recurred to me.
"Some day," I answered, "when our
troubles are over, Charles. When we
have conquered our enemies."
With that he had to rest content
did not feel that It would be decorout to
yield too much within a single hour.
Later that afternoon the mother of
Charles called In her victoria and took
me to their town residence. She
would be satisfied with nothing but
that I should become their guest 1
pleaded, however, that I must wait at
the pension until the three weeks had
elapsed, that the banker might readily
| find me should he desire to, since
j he could hardly communicate with me
at the home of his enemies. However,
I compromised by consenting to pay
a few days' visit to Clichy at the end
of the week.
Maacot of Castle Clichy.
(In which I save my grandfather's es-
tate from the clutches of hts life enemy.)
I was at Castle Clichy, In my grand-
father's home, and the home of my an-
cestors through innumerable genera-
Never, in my most extravagant
dreams had I Imagined that such a
consummation of my journey wouM
occur. I had set out from Winnipeg
filled with hatred toward those kins-
folk who had disowned my father and
left him to die In need in a far coun-
try. And here I was. the guest of
my grandfather and his widowed
daughter, and engaged to my half-
But for the present the engagement
was to be kept secret. That I in-
sisted upon. I determined that I would
win the hearts of bis relatives also be-
fore allowing him to present me to
them as his future bride. I could not.
but fear that the old comte might treat
him as he had treated my father.
On the third morning after my ar-
rival I wrote to Mary Jenner, my
room-mate In Winnipeg, for the first
time since my departure.
"When I tell you that 1 am actuallr
In my grandfather's chateau," I wrote,
"you will open your eyes wide, In that
taking way you have, and be glad that
I am not there to say, 'I told you so."
For were you not the ringleader In the
conspiracy to keep me at home till the
close of the Bchool year, when we
were to make up a party to Bee Eu-
rope? And, Mary dear, I do hope that
scheme has not fallen through. Come
to France, and a royal welcome awaits
"Have you pursued your acquaint-
ance with little Mr. Spratt? Poor lit-
tle man! I have not yet glanced In-
side the covers of the monumental'
work of his upon the Code Napoleon,
which he presented to me bo proudly
at the moment of my departure. Be,
good to him, Mary, and make a man
of him. He's timid with ladles, soi
don't be afraid to give him encour-
And now youH want to know abouti
Castle Clichy, Mary. It Is the verjn
qualnteBt place—all early Norman,
with bastions and moatB and battle-
ments. set In the midst of an enor-
mous park, and most delightfully feud-
al. But by the time you receive this
it won't be in the possession of our
family any longer. Fancy being turned
out of your home after you have In-
habited it for eight hundred years!'
Hut we're wretahodly poor and In the
hands of an unscrupulous banker, one
Magniff by name, who owns a mort-
gage on us, and unless we can obtain
twelve thousand francs—$2,400—with-
in a few days, to meet the interest,
Clichy passes out of our hands forever.
"This Magniff is the most avaricious
scoundrel Imaginable, except his son.
who's worse. Mafy, he's agreed to pay
me $10,000 for those bonds of mine
you always laughed a^jout, when the
safe is opened next week. And bo I
thought I might just as well pay off
the Interest on the mortgage out of it.
I wrote to him, asking him to advance
me $2,400, and he curtly refused. He
has a grudge against my grandfather
and means to turn him out of hiB
home. I went to Paris to plead with
him, and he sent out word he would
not see me. Think of it; my grandfa-
ther must lose his property when, less
than a week afterward, I shall receive
enough money to have saved It many
times over! Well, I've done my best
and there's no use crying over it now.
"Come to France, Mary, and all of
you, right soon. 1 embrace you and
aalute you, as we French say.
"P. 8. I'm quite French now!"
I did not convey in this letter the
sense of impotence, the burning anger
with which the banker's conduct had
inspired me. When I had proposed to
my grandfather that he let me meet
the interest due out of the proceed#
from the bonds, he seemed to realize
the futility of the attempt.
"It's no use, my little Anne," he said.
"I thank you from the depths of my
heart. But you will be beating against
a granite wall. Magniff means to have
Clichy, and he won't advance you a
penny until the vault is opened. Then,
nothing can be done."
And, bb I have described in my let-
ter to Mary, I beat In vain against the
granite wall of Magniff'b vindictive
hatred. Now we were already setting
our affairs In order, packing our few
cherished mementoes, ready to leave
There was pitifully little that we
could take with us. The castle was in-
deed, as Magniff had bo graphically
portrayed it, "as bare as a hound'*
tooth." All the furnishings of Its sev-
en and forty rooms had long since dit-
appeared, save those of the half dozen
in the right wing where we lived, at-
tended only by old servants who would
not be dismissed. Costly pictures, tap-
estries, armor, whole sets of Sevres,
had gone into the maw of Magniff, be-
ing sacrificed to meet the ever-recur-
ring indebtedness. For twenty years
—ever since the failure of the original
Panama company had ruined the comte
—this process of depletion had been
continued. Now our sparse furniture
would barely have accommodated a
family in a six-room flat.
"But they shall never take our mono-
plane," Bald the chevalier, as we stood
within the hangar and looked at the
gigantic, graceful bird, which seemed
to float airily upon the planking that
supported it. "I would rather burn it.
give It the baptism of death In that
fiery element toward which we ascend-
ed together on that first day of our
The memory brought tears to my
"Charles," I said, "they shall never
take Clichy from you!"
"Not if your wishes were dollars,
sun-goddess," he answered, gaily.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
His Economical Mind.
Mr, Summerman—"Is It true that
alnce coming up here you've engaged
yourself to Billy, Harry, Ed and
George, as well aB to myself'" Miss
Sweetly—"What if It Is?" Mr Sum-
merman—"Then I'd like to know If
you have any objection to all of us
chipping in to buy the engagement
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Burke, J. J. The Daily Transcript (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 2, No. 96, Ed. 1 Tuesday, September 29, 1914, newspaper, September 29, 1914; (gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc112807/m1/3/: accessed December 14, 2018), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.