The Nowata Star (Nowata, Okla.), Vol. 10, No. 27, Ed. 1 Friday, June 27, 1913 Page: 3 of 12
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Ory, her eyes wide, her bosom heaving
oundaries hitherto unchangeable,
were suddenly submerged. Desperate-
*y. as if for her life, she sought to
^ling to such floating landmarks as
fluty conscience, virtue—but they were
Arming madly beyond reach.
But yon can’t love him, cam you?"
Gregory asked brokenly.
; Grace- with closed eyes, shook her
bead—what harm could there be in
that confession?
"You won’t go away, will you,
Grace?” he pleaded, drawing her
closer.
She shook her head, lips still part-
ed, eyes still closed.
"Speak to me, Grace. Tell me you
will never leave me."
Her lips trembled, then he heard n
faint "Never!” Instantly neck and
brow were crimsoned; her face, al-
ways superb, became enchanting. The
dignity of the queen was lost in the
woman's greater charm.
"Because you love me!” cried Greg-
ory wildly. "I know you do, now, I
know you do!" His arm was about
her. "You will never leave me be-
cause you love me. Look at me.
Grace!"
It seemed that her eyelids were held
down by tyrannous thumbs. She tried
to lift them, and tried again. Her
faco was irradiated by the sunrise
glow of a master passion. Swiftly ho
kissed her lips, and as she remained
motionless, he kissed her again and
again.
Suddenly she exclaimed blindly:
"Oh, my God!” Then Bhe threw her
arms about him, as he drew her to his
bosom.
It was at that moment, as If Pate
herself bad timed the interruption,
that Fran entered.
There was a violent1 movement of
mutual repulsion on the part of Hamil-
ton Gregory and his secretary. Fran
stood very still, the sharpness of her
profile defined, with the keenness of
eyes and a slight grayness about the
lips that made her look oddly small
and old.
Fran was a dash of water upon
raging fire. The effect was not extin-
guishment, but choking vapora Be-
wildered, lost to old self-consciousness,
It was necessary for Grace to readjust
herself not only to these two, but to
herself as well.
Fran turned upon her father, and
pointed toward his desk. "Stand
there!” she said, scarcely above a
whisper.
Gregory burst forth in blind wrath:
"How dare you enter the room in this
manner? You shall leave this house
at once, and for ever. ... I should
have driven you out long ago. Do you
hear me? Go!”
Fian's arm was still extended.
"Stand there!” she repeated.
Quivering in helpless fury, he
Btumbled to his desk, and leaned up-
on it. Hir, face burned; that of Grace
Noir was ghastly white.
"Now, you," said Fran, her voice
vibrating a. she faced the secretary,
"go to your typewriter!”
Grace did not move.
Fran's eyes resembled cold stones
with jagged points as her steudy arm
pointed: "Go! Stand where I tell
you to stand. Oh, 1 have tamed lions
before today. You needn’t look at me
so—I'm not afraid of your teeth."
Grace's fear was not Inspired by
dread of exposure, but by the realiza-
tion that she had dono what she could
not have forgiven in another. But for
the supreme moment sin might never
have realized the real nature of her
feeling for he; employer. She stood
appalled and humiliated, yet her spirit
rose in hot revolt because It was Fran
who had found her in Gregory s arms.
She glared at her defiantly.
"Yes," said Fran somberly, "that's
my profession, lion-taming. I’n> the
'World-Famous Fran Nonpareil.’ Go
to your typewriter, Grace Nolr, I say—
Go!”
Grace could not speak without fill-
ing every word with concentrated
hate: ' "You wicked little Bpy, your
evil nature won’t let you see anything
!but evil In the fruits of your eaves-
dropping. You misjudge simply be-
“But You Can’t Love Him, Can You?"
Gregory Asked Brokenly.
eauee it would bo impossible for you
to understand.”
"I see by your face that you under-
hand—pity you hadn’t waked up long
ago.” Fran looked from one to the
other with a dark face.
“1 understand nothing of what you
Imagine you know," Grace said stam-
meringly. “I haven’t committed a
crime. Stop looking at me as if I had
—do you hear?” Her tone was pas-
sionate: "I nm wlint I have alwayB
ibeen—” Did she say that to reassure
herself? "What do you mean, Fran?
I command you to put your suspicions
In words."
"I have had them roar at me before
today,” cried Fran. "What I mean la
that you're to leave the houae thia
day.”
“I shall not leave this houae, unless
Mr. Gregory orders it It would be ad-
mitting that I’ve done wrong, and I am
what 1 have always been. What you
saw ... I will aay this much, that
it shall never happen again. But noth-
ing has happened that you think, little
Impostor, with your evil mind .
I am what I have always been. And
I'm going to prove that you are an Im-
postor In a very short time.”
Fran turned to Hamilton Gregory.
"Tell her to go,” she said threatening-
ly. “Tell her she must. Order It. You
know what I mean when I eay she
must go, and she needn't ehow her
claws at me. I don't go Into the cage
without my whip. Tell her to go."
He turned upon Fran, pushed to ut-
ter desperation. "No—you shall go!"
he said between clenched teeth.
“Yes!" exclaimed Grace. It was a
hiss of triumphant hate.
Fran lost control over herself. "Do
you think, knowing what I know, that
I’ll stand quietly by and Bee you dis-
grace your wife as you disgraced
. . . Do you think I’ll let you have
this Grace Noir for your ... to
be the third— Do you think I've come
out of your past life to fold my hands?
I tell you plainly that I’ll ruin you
with that secret before I’ll let you
have this woman."
Gregory beheld the awful secret
quivering upon her Ups. The danger
“You Devil!"
drove him mad. "You devil!” he shout
ed, rushing upon her.
Fran stood immovable, her eyes fas-
tened on his. "Don’t strike me," sAe
said tensely, “don’t strike me, I warn
you, unless you kill at the first blow."
He staggered back as If her words
possessed physical impact. He shrunk
In a heap In the library chair and
dropped his head upon his arms. To
prevent Grace from learning the truth,
he could have done almost anything
In that first moment of insane terror:
but he could not strike Fran.
In the meantime, Mrs. Gregory had
been ascending the stairs. They could
hear her now, as she softly moved
along the hall. No one In the library
wished, at that moment, to confront
the wife, and absolute silence reigned
in the apartment. They heard her
pause, when opposite the door, doubt-
less to assure herself that the type-
writer was at work. If she did not
hear the clicking of the keys, she
might conclude Grace was absent, and
enter.
. Gregory raised his haggard head
with an air suggesting meditated
flight. Even Grace cowered back in-
stinctively.
Swift as a shadow, Fran darted on
tiptoe to the typewriter, and began
pounding upon It vigorously.
Mrs. Gregory passed on her way,
and when she reached the farther end
of the hall, an old hymn which she
had been humming, broke Into audible
wordB. Fran Bnntehed the sheet from
the typewriter, and bent her head to
listen. The words were soft, full of a
thrilling faith, a dauntless couftige—
"Still all my song shall be
Nearer my God to Thee,
Nearer—"
A door closed. She was gone. Greg-
ory dropped his head with a groan.
It seemed to Fran that the voice of
his wife who was not a wife, lingered
In the room. The hymn, no longer
audible, had left behind It a fragrance,
as sometimes lingers the sweet savor
of a prayer, after Its “amen" has, as It
were, dropped back Into the heart
whence It issued. Fran instinctively
held out both arms toward the direc-
tion of the door just closed, as if she
could see Mrs. Gregory kneeling be-
hind it.
"Almost," she said, In a solemn un-
dertone, "thou persuadeat me to be a
Christian.”
Had anyone but MrB. Gregory been
singing that hymn, had anyone but
Fran been the one to Intrude upon the
library scene, Grace must have been
overwhelmed. As it waB, she stood
quite untouched, resolving to stay In
order to prove herself, and to show
Gregory that they must sacrifice their
love for conscience sake.
Gregory, however, was deeply
touched by Fran's yearning arms. He
roBe and stood before her. "Fran,
child, wo promise that what you saw
shall never happen again. But you
mustn't tell about it. I know you won’t
tell. I can’t send Grace away, because
I need her. She will not go because
she knows herself to be strong. We
are going to hide our souls. And you
can’t tell what you’ve seen, on ac-
count of her—" He pointed In the di-
rection of Ills wife.
did not think so, but certainly whet
Grace went, or stayed. It would br-
the heart of the one she loved best
that home. Gregory was right; Fra
could never betray him.
She turned blindly upon Grac-
"Then have you no conscience?—yoi
are always talking about one. Does nt
sense of danger warn you away? Can’t
you feel any shame?"
Grace did not Btnile contemptuously
She weighed these words at their real
value, and soberly interrogated her-
Belf. “No," she declared with delib-
eration, “I feel no sense of danger be-
cause I moan to guard myBelf after
this. And my conscience bids me
stay, to show that I have not really
done anything—’’ But she could not
deny the feeling of shame, for the
burning of her cheeks proved the
recollection of hot kisses.
“But suppose I tell what I have
seen."
“Well,” said Grace, flashing out de-
fiantly, "and suppose you do!”
Gregory muttered: "Who would be-
lieve you?"
Fran looked at him. "Then," she
said, "the coward spoke.” She added:
"1 guess the only way is for you to
make her leave. There’s nothing In
her for me to appeal to.”
"I will never tell her to go,” he as-
sured her defiantly.
“While, on the contrary,” said
Grace, “I fancy you will be put to flight
in throe or four dnys."
Fran threw back her bead and
laughed silently while they stared at
her In blank perplexity.
Fran regained composure to say
coolly, “I was just laughing.” Then
she stepped to her father's chair and
handed him the sheet she had drawn
from the typewriter. The upper part
wae an unfinished letter to the Chica-
go mission, just as Grace had left It
In her haste to get rid of Fran. At
odd variance with Its philanthropic
message were the words Fran had
pounded out for the deception of Mrs.
Gregory.
Hamilton Gregory glared at them
at first uncomprehendlngly, then in
growing amazement. They read—
"Ask her why she sent Bob Clinton
to Springfield.”
He started up. “What Is this?" ha
exclaimed wildly, extending the paper
toward Grace.
She read It and smiled coldly. “Yes,
she said, “the little spy has even fer-
reted that out, has she! Very well,
she won’t be so cool when Mr. Clinton
returns from Springfield."
"From Springfield!” echoed Gregory
aghast.
“From Springfield. Mr. Gregory, I
have made the discovery that this
Fran, whom you Imagined only about
sixteen years old, and the daughter of
an old friend, is really of age. She'B
nothing but a circus-girl. You thought
her joking when she called herself a
lion-tamer; that’s the way she meant
for us . to take it—but she can’t de-
ceive me. She’s nothing but a show-
girl pretending to come from Spring-
field. But I know better. So I've
sent Mr. Clinton there to find out all
nbout the family of your friend, and in
particular about the girl that this Fran
Is Impersonating."
“You sent Bob Clinton to Spring-
field!” gasped Gregory, as If his mind
could get no further than that. Then
he turned savagely upon Fran—“And
did you tell her about Springfield?"
Fran smiled her crooked smile.
Grace Interposed: “You may bo sure
she didn’t! Do ^ou think she wanted
her history cleared up? Mr. Gregory,
you are so blinded by what she says
that you won’t investigate her claims.
decided to do this for your sake.
When Mr. Clinton comes back, it’s
good-by to this circus-girl!"
Fran looked at her father Inscru-
tably. “I believe, after this," she Bald,
"It will be safe to leave you two to-
gether.”
CHAPTER XVII.
Shall the Secret Be Toldf
Fran had expected Robert Clinton's
return in four or five days, as had Grace
Noir, but secrets that have been bur-
led for many years are not picked up
In a day. However, had the chairman
of the school-board returned the day
after his departure, Abbott Ashton
would have met him at the station.
Twice, in the opinion of Fran, the
young man had failed her by allow-
ing Grace’s mind to flash to Impor-
tant discoveries along the path of his
Insulated remarks ubout the weather.
This third test was more equal, since
he was to deal with no Grace Noir—
merely with a man.
As Llttleburg had only one railroad,
and It a “branch," It waB not difficult
to meet every train; moreover. Miss
Sapphlra's hasty notes from her
brother kept Abbott advised. At first,
Miss Sapphlra said, "It will be a
week;” later—"Then days more—and
the business left like this!" Then
came the final bulletin: “I may come
tomorrow. Look for me when you see
me."
What the secret was that Abbott
must prevent Clinton irom divulging,
he did not care to guesB; doubtless
the picture of Gregory’s past, with itB
face to the wall, might be Inscribed,
"Some other woman.” For surely
Grace Noir was some other woman.
With these thoughts, Abbott met the
evening train, to see Robert Clinton
hnstily emerge from the solitude ho
had endured In the midst of muny.
Robert was in no pacific mood, ami
when he found himself almost in the
arms of Abbott, hlH greeting was bois-
terous because Impatient at being
stopped. Abbott, knowing that Robert
was not ordinarily effusive, thought,
"He has the secret!"
noDert shook hands without delay
Ing progress toward the waiting hack,
hearing Abbott along on waves of
Frun knew very well what he meant.
If she told the secret, it would dlB- greeting,
grace Mrs. Gregory. The revelation "rtut i urely you are not going to
might drive Grace away, though Fran -idel" Abbott expostulate!
-slness—very presstng—see yon
hu.-i-,”
‘Hut I have business with you, Mr.
OUnton, that can't wait. Come, walk
with me to town and I’ll explain; It’ll
d«lay you only a few minutes.”
Like a restive horse on finding him-
self restrained, Robert Clinton llfti d -i
leg without Hdvanclng. "Oh. v.
well,’ he agreed. "In fact. I’ve s,
thing Important for you, old r
n<1 I’ll explain before I—he
'fled, turning his
red growl.
yes,
back
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bott e
thing t
In
"Bo!" 1
deel
tenc
ever
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Clin
wont-
I’ve be i
for the Inst
a
lie station," Ab-
out you’ve some-
> What Is it?”
ret old friend as
n was officially
relationship as
llreotor was for
ney stood as man
midly, with hir
"Guess you know
mg ubout the countrv
tee or four weeks—saw
good many old ti l. mis—a fellow can
go anywhere without meeting son
body he know3—curious, isn’t it? \v■
I’ve Just got an opening for you. Yt
know how sorry I am because we lie
to plump another teacher on to yor
Job, hut don’t you worry if Fran di
hold your hand—just you keep yon
hands In your pockets after thia, whei
there’s danger—Say! I’ve got some
thing lots better for you than Little
burg. School out in Oklahoma—riel
private man behind it—he owns the
whole plant, and he’s determined to
run it to suit the new ideas. This
rich man—chum of mine—went West,
bought land, snt on it, got up with his
jeans full of money. Wante you to
come at once.”
Abbott was elated. “What kind of
new ideas, Bob?’’ he asked Joyously.
Of that Impractical nonsense of
teaching life instead of books. You
know what I mean, but I don't think I
do. Don't worry about it now—some-
thing terrible’s on my mind—Just nw-
ful! I can’t think of anything else.
What you want to do Is to scoot out
to Tahlelah, Oklahoma, to thin ad-
dress—here’s his card—tell ’em Dob
sent you—” He looked at Abbott fe-
verishly. as If almost hoping Abbott
would bolt for Tuhlelah then and
there. His broad red face was sot
determinedly.
"This news Is splendid!" Abbott
declared enthusiastically. “I had al-
ready applied for a country echool;
1 was afraid I had lost out a whole
year, on account of—everything. I
must thank—’’
"Abbott, I don't want to be thanked,
I haven’t got time to be thanked.
Yonder’s Hamilton Gregory’s house
and that’s where I'm bound—good
night—"
"But, Bob, I haven't told you my
business—”
"I’ll hear It later, old fellow—dear
old fellow—I think a heap of you, old
Abb. But I must go now—”
"No, you mustn’t. Before you go
into thnt house, we must have a little
talk. We can’t talk here—people are
coming and going—’’
“I don’t want to talk here, bless you!
I want to go in that houBe. My bush
ness is private and pressing." The
gate was but a few yards away; he
looked at it fixedly, but Abbott held
his hand upon the agitated arm.
"Bob, what I have to tell you can’t
wait, and that’s all about it. I won’t
keep you long, just turn down this al-
ley with me, for It's a matter of Ufa
and death.”
"Confound your life and death! My
business Is life and death, too.”
At that moment, a light was turned
on In Gregory's library, and Grace
Noir was seen to pass the window.
Abbott's hand tightened on the oth-
er’s arm, as he urged, "Down that al-
ley, a nice dark place for talking—”
” 'Nice dark,’ be hanged! ’’ growled
Robert. “What business can you have
with me that wouldn’t wait till morn-
ing? Look here, I'm desperate!”
"So am I,” retorted Abbott. “Bob,
you’ve been to Springfield.”
Robert Clinton snatched open the
yard-gate, muttering, "That’s my busi-
ness."
“Miss Noir sent you to unearth a
secret."
"Oh!" exclaimed Robert, In an al-
tered tone, stopping In the gateway,
'did she tell you about it?”
"No—but you’ve brought back that
secret,‘and you must hot tell It to
Miss Noir.”
"Not tell her? That’s funny!’’ Rob-
ert produced a sound which he expoct-
ed to pass as laughter. "So that’s
what you wanted to tell me, is it? Do
you know what the secret is?"
"I do not. But you mustn’t tell TL"
“However, that’s what I’m going to
do, as soon ns I reach that door—
take your hand off, man, my blood’s
up, by George! Can’t you see my
Continued on page four—Section one.
KICKAPOOS DECLINE TO
SWEAR ALLEGIANCE
Shawnee, June 20.—The Kickapoos,
true to their name refused to par-
ticipate in the ceremonies of the Rod*
man-Wanamaker North American In-
diun citizenship expedition, at the
Shawnee agency Friday. T'-jA stead-
fastly refused to subscribe ttrlhe oath
of allegiance to the United States,
nnd refused to accept the American
flug offered them by the representa-
tives of Mr. Wanantakcr.
“We have a flag given us by our
Gods and that is all the flog we
want,” they said. When Dr. Joseph
Kossuth, leader of the expedition at-
tempted an argument the Indians
packed up mid left the grounds.
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(First Published in the Nowata Star
June 111, 1913.)
NOTICE OF THE SALE OF REAL
ESTATE
In the matter of the Guardianship
of Bessie J. Dawson a minor.
Notice is hereby given in pursu-
ance of an order of the County Court
of the County of Nowata, State of
Oklahoma, made on the 5th day of
June 1913, the undersigned guardian
of the estate of Bessie J. Dawson, a
minor, will sell at private sale te
the highest bidder, subject to confir-
mation by said Court on or after the
5th day of July A. D., 1913, at 10
o’clock A. M. at Nowata all the right,
title and interest of said Bessie J.
Dawson, a minor, in and to the fol-
lowing described real estate situate
in Rogers County, State of Oklahoma,
to-wit:
N 1-2 of NE 1-4 of Section 30,
Township 21 North, Range 15 East,
in Rogers County, Oklahoma.
Said real estate will he sold on the
following terms and conditions to-
wit: Cash.
Bids for the purchase thereof must
be in writing and must be filed in the
County Court or delivered to the un-
dersigned at Sanders, Oklahoma or
to his attorney, Bert Van Leuven nt
Nowata, Oklahoma.
Dated this 9th day of Juno 1913.
J. M. DAWSON,
Guardian.
june 27 vl
(First published in the Nowata Star
June 27, 1913.)
State of Oklahoma, County of No-
wata.
In the County Court.
In the matter of the Guardianship
of Ruthie Downing, minor; Sam F.
Wilkinson, Guardian.
ORDER
Now on this 18th day of June, 1913,
it appearing that Sam F. Wilkinson,
guardian of Ruthie Downing, minor,
has filed herewith his final report as
such guardian and his resignation
asking that his report be finally ap-
proved and that he be finally dis-
charged, and asking that said report
be set down for hearing for some daY
certain;
And the Court being fully advised
in the premises, it is CONSIDERED
ORDERED ADJUDGED AND DE-
CREED that said report be and said
report is hereby set down for hearing
for the 9th day of July, 1913, at the
hour of 10 o’clock a. m. at which
time all persons interested and the
next of kin are hereby required to
be present and show cause why said
report should not be finally approv-
ed and the resignation of Sam F.
Wilkinson accepted.
It is further ordered that notice of
this hearing be given by publication
in the Nowata Star of Nowuta, Ok-
lahoma, for two issues, and posted in
three public places in Nowata Coun-
ty, Oklahoma, and by mailing, pos-
tage prepaid, copy hereof to Ruthie
Downing, minor.
(SEAL.) Wm. F. GILLULY,
te jun 27 County Judge.
OFF FOR MONTANA.
At noon Friday, at. the home of
Mr. and Mrs. J. A, Tillotson, Mrs.
Jane Robinson became the wife of
Dr. W. Q. Conway, of Tulsa. Imme-
diately after the ceremony the party
repaired to the Campbell Hotel,
where an elegant five-course lunch-
eon was served. Those present were
Judge T. I,. Brown, Dr. nnd Mrs. S.
Conwny, Mr. und Mrs. Jim Forrester.
Mr. und Mrs. Parrish and son, all of
Tulsa, J. A. Tillotson und son, Miss
A dele Colonnu and Rev. Wm. S. Ham-
ilton, together with the bride nnd the
groom.
The young couple left on the oil
train for Kalispel, Mont., where they
will make their home. The Star joins
their host of friends in extending to
them best wishes for a happy lifo in
the cold regions bf the mountain
state.
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BLACK BOB
This Mammoth Jack was bred at
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BLACK BOB is 7 years old, 15 hands
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BLACK PRINCE
Fine Black Percheron, bred at
Walker Stock Farm in Missouri. Ho
is 7 years old, 10 1-2 hands high
and weighs 1550 pounds.
Spotted Prince
SPOTTED PRINCE is a Hambil-
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some, fine driver, perfect worker,
best of disposition, high strung yet
docile. Nine years old and weighs
1250 pounds.
Will make the season of .'913 at
my farm, just north of steel bridge,
5 miles east of Nowata, Okla.
TERMS: $10.00 to insure nmre in
foal. Money due when mare proves
to be in foal; or if mare is sold, trad-
ed or removed from the neighborhood.
Care will be taken to prevent acci-
dents but will not be responsible
should any occur.
Should any foal from this stock die
before one week, same or another
mare will be bred free of charge.—
A. F. McLEAN,
Owner and Keeper
(First published in the Nowata Star
June 13, 1913.)
In the County Court within and for
Mayes County, State of Oklahoma.
In the matter of the Guardianship
of Clem Williams, a minor, W. H.
Williams, Guardian.
Not 794.
NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL ES-
TATE
Notice is hereby given, in pursu-
ance of an order of the County Court
of the County of Mayes, Stute of Ok-
lahoma, made on the fith day of June,
1913, the undersigned Guardiun of
the estute of Clem Williams a minor
will sell at private sale to tho high-
est bidder, subject to confirmation
by said Court on or after the 5th day
of July, A. D. 1913, at Ten o'clock,
a, m. at Pryor Creek, Mayes County,
Oklahoma, all the right, title and in-
terest of said Clem Williums, a
minor, in und lo the following des-
cribed real estate situute in Nowata
County, Oklahoma, to-wit;
i he North Half of the Northeast
Quarter of the Southwest Quarter and
the Northeast Quarter of the North-
west Quarter of the Southeast Quar-
ter of Section Three (3), Township
Twenty-five (25) North, Range Fif-
teen (16), East.
Said reul estute will be sold on the
following terms and conditions, to-
wit: Cash in hand upon confirma-
tion of sale.
Bids for tho purchase thereof must
be in writing und must be filed in
the County Court or delivered to the
undersigned nt; Mazie, Oklahoma, or
to A. C. Brewster, Pryor Creek, Ok-
lahoma.
Dnted the fith day of June. 1913
jun 27 W. H, WILLIAMS '
Guardian.
WHOLESALE PRICES HIGHER
Washington, June 20.—Wholesale
prices of commodities in the United
States last year were higher than at
any time during the past 30 years,
the United Statos bureau of labor
statistics announces. During the year
wholesale prices advanced sharply,
especially in the wheat group of farm
products, food, fuel and lighting nnd
metals and implements.
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Houghtaling, B. The Nowata Star (Nowata, Okla.), Vol. 10, No. 27, Ed. 1 Friday, June 27, 1913, newspaper, June 27, 1913; Nowata, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc1321733/m1/3/: accessed April 23, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.