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THE NORMAN DAILY TRANSCRIPT
MASSOFM
LUMBERLANDS
fey E. ALEXANDER POWELL
NOVELIZED FROM THE MOTION
TURE SERIAL OF THE SAME NAME. PRO
DIJCED BY THE SIGNAL FILM CORP.
Rupert HnlmM, a, lumberman of the
fciorth Woods, disappointed at becoming
the father of a daughter Instead of a son,
Abandons his wife and child to the log-
lammed river. Thinking them doad, he al-
|1«8 himself with the lumber trust head,
whose daughter he marries But the de-
serted wife and baby are picked up and
eared for by one Dave Dawson. Twenty
Tears later Rupert Holmes Is the lumber
inagnate lighting the Independents around
Ida. His daughter, Helen, unknown to
him. has brought herself to his attention
by several heroic acts about the camps
tihe takes up a fight against the trust and
leads the Independents In their defenses
•gainst the great Amalgamated which
seeks to absorb their hard-earned prop-
erties. In this Helen Is assisted bj Tom
Dawson, a young engineer, and her foster
father, Dave Dawson. Helen discovers
thst the trust Is not living up to their
gainst them,
alk her.
Ilupert
Holmes meets nis aoanuoneu wife, Vir-
ginia, whom he has thought dead and
learns that his own daughter is fighting
him. In an attempt to kill Virginia he
renders her an Invalid, but she tells the
truth about Holmes to Little Bear, the In-
dian boy. The Amalgamated foment a
Strike among the Independent camps. In
a riot the buildings are burned. Holmew'
agent releases a car of explosive against
the independent lumber train, but it is
stopped by the heroic act of Helen.
Holmes sends his son Stephen to win Helen
to the side of the trust; but the boy falls
In love with the girl. His father sends
him awav. Little Bear confronts Holmes
with a threat, and Dill turns up to add
his enmity. Helen learns from her dying
mother that she Is Holmes* daughter
Holmes orders his marriage records be
stolen and destroyed. Tom Dawson and
Helen finally recover the papers but water
has rendered them worthless. In order to
hold up Dawson's work. Holmes suc-
ceeds in getting the men off the Job. Helen
and Tom go to Capitol City for more men.
but Holmes hlr<*s a gang to drive them
back. In the fight, the gunmen are beat-
en and Dawson's work goes on. Stephen
Holmes in an attempt to drive his father
to play a square game sells his mine to
get money to help Dawson. An effort is
made to thwart him by wrecking his ca-
noe. Helen sees It in time to save him.
Together they race in an engine against
Holmes' crew to cash the check for the
needed money.
THIRTEENTH EPISODE
Rupert Holmes, millionaire lumber-
man, was startled out of his usual
Imperturbability. Ills face evidenced
the emotions that stirred him. Here,
Indeed was a crisis. For years and
years he had planned and plotted to
defeat the alms of the Independent
lumbermen, which if realized would
ruin him. aa& Sn every instance he hud
been thwarted by the quick wit of a
mere slip of a girl—Helen Dawson.
Half an hour earlier, Holmes had
bitterly reproached Helen's half broth-
er, Stephen, with having paid $37,000
to Dawson, the Valley Hallway exten-
sion contractor, in defiance of orders to
the contrary. The young fellow had
Replied in bitter anger that the debt
was a just one and that he had paid
It for that reason.
"Another thing," announced Stephen,
defiantly, "some day I am going to ask
Helen Dawson to marry me."
It was this announcement that had
caused "Dollar" Holmes to turn white
to the lips.
The thing most to be dreaded by him
t ad come to pass. Stephen, the apple
pf hts eye, In love with the one girl
in all the world with whom marriage
was impossible. There was only one
thing to do. Stephen must be got out
of the country on one plea or another
and during his absence the girl must
be disposed of. It was a time for ac-
tion—Immediate action ut that.
With a determined gesture, Holmes
pressed the electric buttou at his side.
The pale-faced secretury, whose weight
of criminal knowledge seemed to have
sagged his thin shoulders into a mel-
ancholy curve, merely nodded when
Holmes demanded the Immediate pres-
ence of Behrens.
"Behrens," snapped the lumber ba-
ron, as Behrens entered, hat in hand.
"That Dawson girl's got to be put out
of the way."
"Now you'rfe talking some sense,"
grinned Behrens. "I told you she was
tho whole works over on that grade
and In the independent powwows.
Why, say! She's the one that got
young Steve to double-cross you iu
that payment to Dawson."
"I know all about that," interposed
Holmes with a wave of his hand.
"What we've got to do now is to
get her out of this. It Isn't what
she has done in a business way, you
understand. The reason is that Steph-
en wants to marry her."
Behrens* little, sharp eyes nar-
rowed to pinpoints. He emitted a
long-drawn whistle, as Indicative of
his nnderstanding that here, indeed
was a dilemma that would require all
Holmes* Ingenuity and determination
for Its solution.
"Why, Helen's his half sister. She's
the legitimate heir to all your money
and he's—Say! Steve ain't nobody, is
he?" commented Behrens.
"Stephen Is my son, d—n you,"
shouted "Dollar" Holmes. "No more
of your remarks, d'ye hear. What I
want V°u to do is to get some of your
outfit together and run that girl out of
this state. I don't care how you do it,
but I don't want her back here."
"Bill" Behrens did some rapid think-
ing. His memory ran back over twenty
years, during which he had been the
perpetrator of Innumerable villainies
at the behest of his employer. He
Raw, In a swift procession of events,
the flight of Holmes' wife across the
ice of the Callapoola—the disappear-
ance of the woman and child. H® re-
called the tragic death of old Sleepy
Dog, the Klamath Indian chief, slain
by Holmes In a fit of rage, and he
knew that every acre of Holmes' lum-
ber holdings really belonged to the
heirs of Sleepy Dog.
Now he realized that Helen Dawson,
the fighting "Lass of the Lumber-
lands," was not only Holmes' legitimate
daughter, but real heir to property
held in his name, which property, If
the truth ever came out, would revert
to Little Bear, the son of old Sleepy
Dog.
A broad grin broke out on the wind
tanned visage of Bill Behrens. For
once In his life, at least, he had an
Idea. He would marry Helen himself.
There would be a nice little abduc-
tion, a day or two of confinement in
the Deering cabin out on China Flats
—perhaps a little threatening might be
necessary. That drunken old ex-preach-
er on the edge of the clearing would
tie the knot.
As the ld*in took form Behrens broke
Into a laugh. Here was his chance—
his long sought chance to even mat-
ters with "Dollar" Holmes—the hard-
est taskmaster In the world. Behrens
would marry his daughter, clulra her
rights under the law, compel Holmes
to recognize hlin as a social and finan-
cial equul. It was a fascinating idea.
When Holmes started for Capitol
City with Stephen in the big automo-
bile that had Just been purchased for
Florence Holmes, the lumberman's
fashionable wife, Behrens already had
his plans fairly well In hand. An hour
later he was in conference with
"Spike" Deering, head of the most
disreputable band of ruffians that ever
disgraced a countryside.
Late that afternoon, when the work
train started for the now nearly com-
pleted grade on Shady Creek, carrying
fifty or more new hands from Capitol
City, Helen Insisted on going along.
The young woman's foster father, Joe
Dawson, young Tom Dawson, her de-
voted admirer, "Tim" Morrisey, boss
of the works, and half a dozen gang
foremen who hud just been paid off out
of young Stephen's $.'*7,000 check, 'con-
stituted a jolly party. Every man
In the crowd had his pay In his pocket.
So engrossed were the railroaders In
their own affairs that they did not no-
tice the presence on a reor car of
"Bill" Behrens, "Spike" Deering and
several men of his notorious gang.
Helen was thrown to the floor of ttoe
car, her hands and feet were bound,
a gag had hi u thrust Into her mouth
and she wus helpless. A moment lattr,
"Spike" Deering and Behrens had lift- 1
ed her out on the side of the train
opposite that on which her friends
were standing and dragged her inttf
the thick growths beside the road.
Helen heard the train start and tried
to struggle loose. Realizing the futll* 1
Ity of Immediate attempts to escape i
the young girl lay still and gave her
word not to scream when Behrens at
last undertook to remove the gug from
her mouth under that condition.
Where are you taking me?" Helen
demanded, as soon as she was permit*
ted to use her voice.
Behrens grinned and "Spike" DeeH
ing, mimicking the voice of his cap-
tive, announced that she was being
taken to church—to a regular church
wedding.
You'll be made to suffer for this,**
Helen threatened, her eyes blazing
with anger. "You men will be going
to funerals Instead of weddings."
"Well," Interposed Behrens, "if you
want to have your husband's blood on
your head all right. I'm going to mar-
ry you tonight and a wife oughtn't
to plan against her husband's life."
Then for the first time Helen began
to realize the nature of the plot. She
had long recognized thnt Behrens,
despite his orders from Holmes, had
entertained for her a sort of queer re-
gard. The idea that such a scoundrel
would seriously entertain thoughts of
marrying her had never entered tha
girl's head. Now she fully realized her
peril. Nevertheless, she was deter-
mined to fight to the last gasp.
Deerlng's camp was in the middle
of a swale in the hardwood timber
ridge below China Flats. It was a
safe hiding place ordinarily, and none
but experienced woodsmen would have
detected the trails leading to It.
Tom Dawson had been born In the
woods. He knew which side of a for-
est tree the moss grew on long
before he could walk. From that
period he had become familiar with
every phase of woodcraft, so that
to him the forest was as plain as
raised print to an educuted blind man.
It hadn't taken Tom long to realize
the direction the tracks he had fol-
lowed were taking. When habitations
are few and far apart, deduction Is
TWO MOST REMARKABLE PHILLY PLAYERS
.+++++++++++++++++++++++++-1
Mm
AGED PLAYERS STILL PLAY WINNING GAME.
| BASE HIT LOSES GAME j JUST A
LITTLE
"Never will I forget a base hit
Demmltt got for us against the
St. Louis and lost us the ball
game," said a White Sox player.
"It was beginning to rain when
we went to bat the last of the
fifth. The score was tied. They
tried hard to stall along, but we
managed to get a home run, and
then they stalled harder than
ever.
"Faber came to bat, and, try-
ing to strike out, knocked a
dinky grounder the Browns
didn't try to Held. Bed stole sec-
ond, third and home on three
pitched balls, no attempt being
rnude to null him.
"It was up to Demmltt to fan,
for two were out, but Instead of
doing this, he happened to knock
a little roller that went for a
single. Then, next Instunt, It
poured so hard the umpires
called It off.
"The score reverted and re-
mained u tie. We played it off
and lost."
WOULD CHANGE GERMAN NAME
Nick Altrock Asks Court to Permit
Him to Call Himself MacAltrock
—Csn't Take Chances.
Nicholas Altrock Is a bull player
who can trace his ancestors back to
the land of the kaiser. He Is a regu-
lar German, but thus far has kept It a
secret. Now that there Is a mix-up
between this country and Germany,
however, Nicholas has tuken It upon
himself to be prepared uud maintain
(By JACK VEIOCK, International News
Sports Editor.)
When u bull player commences to
bat over thirty In Old Father Time's
league, it is the general belief that he
has seen his best days.
The rolling years take the youth-
ful snap and ginger out of the arms
and legs of the average player pust
thirty years of age, and he turns Into
the path which leads him buck to the
minors or to retirement.
llfl . n i «. xj ; But there are exceptions to every
simplified. Dawson knew that_ Helen j ru]p and ,Q (he muJor to|lay
there is a sprinkling of players well
past tl?e thirty-year mark who are
still blocking Old Dad Time's lusty
had been abducted by Behrens and
"Spike" Deering long before he came
within sight of the clearing and saw
the. thin wisp of smoke rising from the
Deering chimney.
Creepirtg forward slowly with his
rifle at the ready, he was suddenly at-
tacked from behind by two of Deer-
lng's men who had been set to watch
intruders. Overpowered without a
chance to defend himself, Tom was
dragged to the cabin.
Helen saw Tom and her hopes rose.
wallops and getting away with It, while
ambitious youngsters grow weary
camping on their trails, waiting for the
chance to step in and take their places.
Hinchman, Ames, Vaughn, Toney,
Chief Meyers and Buck Herzog are
among the past-thirty players in the
National league, who are still in there
winning their cakes on the diamond,
while Terry Turner, Eddie Plank, Stan-
Already the drunken old preacher affe un(, Jimmy Austin are American
from the Bend was on hand, t or- league veterans who refuse to be
tunateiy the ancient reprobate had cer- (lowne,i by the scythe of the white-
tain compunctions about performing a bearded old gent who turns the hands
ceremony so, long as Helen refused j nj- , (M_
resolutely to consent to It. A quick j Iiut two of tj,e most remarkable
j glance passed between Tom Dawson j players in maDy respects are Gavvy
and the young woman. It was a con. Cravath llIKi Dode I'askert of the
i tract. They would fight It out but | pbillies, both outfielders, and both
| how? | apparently good for a few more sea-
! Then chance gave Helen her oppor- j sons jn tbe big shop. Cravath has
tunity. Behrens turned his back to j been the biggest surprise of the two,
her to argue with the minister. Quick j because he has managed a comeback
as a flash Helen whipped the auto- j after he was labeled, wrapped and
inatic from his pocket and slipped it
to Tom. An Instant later "Spike"
Deering lay writhing on the floor of O'LOUGHLIN MIFFS TY COBB
the cabin, a bullet in his abdomen* !
two of his henchmen were wounded Georgia Peach Is Let Down Smoothly
and hors du combat, while Helen was by Umpire for Making Protest on
tearing wildly across the clearing to the j Called Strike.
deep railway cut which was traversed
Helen Felt Her Strength Going.
Nearing Holt's Siding there was a stop
for a hot box. Helen was one of the
first to descend for Investigation.
at Coleman's Crossing l?y an over-
head trolley railway used for light ex-
pressage to the little mining town in ,
the valley below.
Seizing the trolley wheel with its j
hanging metal attachment, Helen
swung herself out over the chasm with-
out an instant's hesitation.
From his position below on the rail-
way track, Behrens saw the girl sway-
ing at a dizzy height and realized that
she would probably be dashed to death
within a few moments. Rushing at
terrific speed down the swaying wire,
Helen felt her strength going. With
a glance downward she saw that she
Here Is how Silk O'Loughlln gently
let down the bars for the Imperious
Ty Cobb in Cleveland the other day.
shipped to the minors, and expected
to stay there for good and all.
Though Gavvy's legs are not capable
of doing the work they once did, his,
murderous bat is still on the job and
his batting eye Is Just as keen as ever. :
l'at Moran would be glad to see a
faster and snappier fielder holding
down right garden, but Put cannot see
his way clear to sacrifice Cravath's j
hitting ability for a younger pair of
legs and a much weaker bludgeon. |
In Dode Paskert the Phillies have
another veteran. Dode is now ploying
his seventh season as a member of the
Phils, and he bids fair to be seen in a
Philly uniform for several more sea-
sons if his playing this year can be
taken as an indication of Just how
"fast" he is going back.
Paskert, unlike most ball players
past thirty-five—he will be thirty-six
in August—has not lost the youthful
springiness and vigor of his legs. He
Is still as fast and sure on his under-
pinning as many of the younger play-
ers who come up, and although he Is
not the hitter that Cravath is, he can
still sting the apple for a season's
average around .275. He hit .279 last
season, and so far this year he has
been hitting between .250 and .270,
with his hitting being done in streaks.
Like all of the veterans, Paskert may
be expected to brush up his batting
with hot weather here to stay.
Where can you find two grnnd old
vets—and bpth outfielders—who have
anything on Cravath aud Paskert? It
cun't be done.
BASEBALL
STOR1C5
Nick Altrock.
TECHNICAL.
"Musical men are never business
men."
"Oh! I don't know. They flngev
a lot of notes, anyhow."
No Choice.
Mury had some breakfast food.
Which mhe didn't seem to llk«',
But 'twas that or nothhiK. for
There was a butchers' strike.
Making a Good Start.
"We are going to reorganize this
business," said the expert.
"That's the way to tulk," answered
the head of the firm.
"Efficiency will he the watchword-"
"Fine!"
"Your son must go."
"Let me shake your hand. I've
been wanting to fire film for thre«
years, but didn't have the courage."
When the long work train again pulled | was directly over the Valley Railway
out those who noticed that Helen Daw- tracks. The trolley had Jammed and
son was not on the "flats" believed that she was hanging there Immovable.
she was in the caboose where the rid-
ing would be somewhat easier.
It was Joe Dawson who discovered
that Helen was not on the train, and
the discovery was not made until near-
ly twenty miles had been traversed.
Then one of the men on the rear flat-
car told of having seen "Spike" Daw-
son and Behrens in conversation,
crouched in the end of a gondola. The
scattering of angry men that ensued
was immediate. Dawson cut across to
the main line where it was feared
Behrens and his crowd might attempt
to board another freight. But nothing
practical was done because nobody
knew of anything practical to do.
Tom Dawson, his face white and set,
a .45-90 repeater pver his arm left
the train with a bound when it had
been backed to the spot where the pre-
vious stop had been made. Like a
hound he picked up the trail and uner-
ringly he followed it mile after mile
across the rough country. Sometimes
only a broken brninlfce guided him.
Washing her hands In the caboose
after tinkering with the greasy hot
box, Helen Holmes was not prepared
for the startling events that occurred
in quick succession. Humming a tune
as she reached for the roller towel,
the young girl heard a step and turned
to welcome one of her friends, only to
gaze Into the evil visage of "Bill"
Behrens.
Before she could make an outcry
With death staring her In the face,
Helen dimly heard the approach of a
traltf. What happened afterward she
could not remember until the last in-
stinct of self-preservation prompted
her to grasp at a rail to keep herself
from rolling off thet roof of the box
car on which she had fallen from the
trolley wire. The mixed freight was
an hour late.
Lying half fainting on the roof of a
speeding car, the frightened girl saw
Behrens coming toward her. He was
clambering over the roof of the bo*
car.
Helen had no Strength left to fight
Behrens raised her to her feet and
was trying to force her to the end of
the car. With a despairing effort lleleo
Dawson resisted. She felt that her laat
moment had come.
"Crack!"
There was the faint report of a
rifle from the side of the track and occupant of Dollar Seat Will Be Com-
almost simultaneously Behrens* hold pelled to Pay Uncle Sam Tax of
of the young woman relaxed. The jcn per Cent.
next instant he staggered and plunged
head foremost Into a swamp beside Pass holders will be stung as well
the track where he disappeared from 1 ns the customers at ball games
under the new war tax, which pro-
vides that complimentary tickets shall
Silk O'Loughlln.
It was T.v's first time up at bat. Silk
called a strike, which Ty thought was
too high. So he protested.
"Never missed a strike in my life,
Tyrus," replied Silk, smoothly.
"Well, that one was too high, Silk."
"Trouhle with you, Ty, is that you
took too long a stride."
"What do you mean? Are you try-
ing to tell me how to bat?"
"Well, aren't you trying to tell me
bow to umpire? You stick to batting
and let me umpire and we'll get along
all right."
WILL ASSESS PASS HOLDERS
view.
As Behrens fell, Tom Dawson
stepped from the brush, the still smok-
ing rille in his hand. Two min-
utes later the train had come to a stop
and Helen was again in the hands of
her friends.
(END OF THIRTEENTH EPISODE
be assessed at the same rate as if
paid for, which means u payment of
10 per cent. For instance, if a pass
holder goes Into the dollar seats he
vill have to fork over a dime, not for
lie club, but for Uncle Sam.
Only thing thnt can break some
teams' losing streak is rain.
Sitting on a baseball bench isn't a9
bad as sitting on a park bench.
There is many a pitching corps that
should be spelled with un "e" on the
end.
• • •
Jimmy Callahan, the Pirates' mana-
ger, Is laying the groundwork for a
good ball club.
Cicotte Is the winning pitcher of the
White Sox. So fur Benz has been a
disappointment.
What would President Navin of the
Tigers pay for a pitcher like Ray
Caldwell just now?
The way Fred Merkle is playing for
the Cubs is one of the big reasons why
the Dodgers are getting licked.
For not being a recognized football
player, Johnny Evers plays the great-
est kicking gume In either league.
• • •
Inflelder Tom Fitzslmmons, drafted
from Butte, Mont., last fall, has been
reinstated by the national commission.
George Slsler is demonstrating the
fact that a college athletic education
is no handicap to a professional ball
player.
It is understood that Manager Mack
of the Athletics will give Shortstop
Rodgers of the University or West Vir-
ginia a trial.
• • •
Philadelphia fans, naturally, can't
see why anybody should enthuse over
the Cardinals and the Cubs, after what
Morans team did to those two West-
ern delegations.
• • •
Manager Callahan of the Pirates is
trying to secure First Baseman
"Butch" Schmidt, who still belongs to
the Braves, but has been In retire
ment since 1915.
[
nn attitude of the strictest neutrality.
Be <ii<i not enlist f<"' that would inter-
fere with his ball playing. Instead,
he wandered Into court in Washing-
ton recently and asked that his name
be changed to "MacAltrock." Nick be-
lieves the little dash of Scotch will
deceive the dear old public and save
him from many unpleasant moments
on the ball field.
"Yes, that's straight about changing
my name," said Nick. "I can't take
any chances these dnys, and If the fans
don't tuke kindly to that 'Mac' stuff, I
am prepared to carry It further. As a
last resort I shall go Into court and
jhave my front name changed to Mi-
chael. How would Michael MacAlt-
rock sound?"
Just a Baby.
The New Mother—We'll cull baby
Fanchon.
The Aunt—Oh! no. Name iker E -
trella.
The Orntidmother- Why not hav*
her huptlzed Oeraldlna?
The Father—Excuse me, folks, for
butting in, but Just remember you are
naming a baby, not a sleeping car, a.
race horse or a cigar.
First Aid.
"If women get the ballot, they won't
stand on street corners arguing about
politics for hours at a time," said tho
eminent suffragist.
"No," replied a mean tnun. "but If
some way eould be devised to serv«
them with a cup of tea and u sunri*
wlch on street corners, they would."
A Reason for the Question.
Mrs. B.—Did you mall that letter I
gave you this morning?
Mr. B.—Why do you ask?
Mrs. B.—I want to see if your
veracity Is of a higher order than your
memory.
MONEY MAKERS HURT SPORTS
Trouble Arises Between Owner and
Player When Discussion of Re-
ceipts 18 Taken Up.
Grantlond Rice says that the influ-
ence of money upon sport is bound to
f)e bad. There is no way out. As long
as gate receipts continue to grow there
is a certainty of 111 feeling at hand
between those who pay and those who
play. It has been suggested that In
baseball a good mony years ago there
was fur less trouble between magnate
and player. This is true. But there
was also a run of smaller gate re-
ceipts. When admissions run up to
8,000 and 10,000 a day and the pot in-
creases, trouble Is sure to keep pil-
ing up. The player wants to make all
he can get. The owner wants to get
all he can make, both sides having the
true human touch. There is nothing
at all out of the ordinary in all this,
since the same conditions exist In
every branch of existence. It only
seems worse in a game, for everyone
Jikes to think thnt sport Is divorced
from financial consideration, whereas
■In this country sport and the love of
watching sport have been capitalized
to the limit. The only way out would
be to abolish all gate receipts. And
this Is no way out, for then there
would be no dally baseball. So base-
ball will have to fight Its way out. Just
as various other trades have to scram*
ble along, with n few breathing spells
between trouble. Big money has come
to the game, und big money means big
trouble when discussion of the proper
split arises. It mny seem to be a
shame that a great game should be
marred by loud and mucous debate
over the division of the spoils, but
there are a number of things In this
world thnt seem to be a shunie that
cun't b« averted.
But It Feels the Same.
Stngo Hand—Gee! But that prima
dontin has a nasty temper.
Stage Manager—Sh ! Artistes don't
have tempers. They have tempera-
ments.
GETTING AT THE FACTS.
)
"De Skin told me the other day that
every dollar he has on earth was inatkt
honestly."
"So? How much do you thluk he l«
worth?"
"About ninety-eight cents."
Quite True.
"Say," snarled the Irascible editor,
"these verses of yours are not worth
the paper they are written on."
"Maybe not," replied the f>oet, mod-
estly. "The puper shortage Is so ncutn
nowadays that hardly anything In
worth the paper it Is written on, unlefie
It Is a check."
Exact Location.
"Cucumbers never hurt me In the
vorld."
••Waal, thet ain't where tb«-j hurt'
oie. neither." t
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Burke, J. J. The Daily Transcript (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 24, Ed. 1 Tuesday, July 17, 1917, newspaper, July 17, 1917; Norman, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc113510/m1/3/: accessed April 25, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.