The Logan County News. (Crescent, Okla.), Vol. 13, No. 14, Ed. 1 Friday, February 11, 1916 Page: 2 of 10
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THE LOGAN COUNTY NEWS
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THE BALL OF FIRE
By GEORGE RANDOLPH CHESTER
and LILLIAN CHESTER
ILLUSTRATED BY C. I). RHODES
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(Copyright, lfW. by the Red Book Corporation.)
No Place for Sentiment
Silence pervaded the dim old a'/ies
of the Market Square church, the win
ter sun. streaming through the clere-
story windows, cast, on the floor and
on the vacant benches, patches of
ruby and sapphire, of emerald and of
topaz, these seeming only to accentu-
ate tho dimness and the silence.
In that silence the vestry door
creaked, it opened wide, and it was
as if a vision had suddenly been set
ther<*! Bltbsd in the goldl0 U|ht
ti om the transept window, brown-
haired, brown-eyed, rosy-chewed,
stood a girl who might have been one
vice! "The only reason we'd sell to. "It seems to be a remarkably lucra-
Alllson would he that Wt could get ' tlvi enterprise," she smiled up at him.
more money than by the normal r*- and was rewarded by a snort from
turn from omt investment." Manning. Allison frankly guffawed.
"I've allows two million for the The balance of the sedate vestry was
profit of Market Square church in struck dumb by the impertinence,
dealing with me." stated Allison, again C',ail felt the eyes of the Rev. Smith
proffering the envelope which no one
made a move to take. "I will not pay
a dollar more."
W T. Chlsholm was suddenly re-
minded that the vestry had a moral j
obligation in the matter under discus- |
Boyd fixed steadily on her, and turned
to meet them. They were cold. She
had thought them blue; but now they
were green! She stared back into
them for a moment, and a little red
spot came into the delicate tint of her
of the slender stained glass virgins he gravely asked,
come to life, the golden li;;bt flaming
the edges of her hair Into an aureole
She stood timidly, peering into the
dimness, and on her beautifully
curved lips was a half questioning
"Uncle Jim," she called, and there
was some quality In her low vole**
which was strangely attractive, and
"By George, Gail, I forgot that you
were to come for me!" said Jim Sar
gent, rising from amid the group of
men In the dim transept. "We'll be
through In a few minutes. Allison.
you were about to prove something to
us, I think."
'Prove is the right word," agreed
the stockily built man who had evi
dently been addressing the veBtry. He
was acutely conscious of the presence
of Gall, as they ail were. "Your rec
tor suggests that this is a matter of
sentiment. You are anxious to have
fifty million dollars to begin the erec-
tion of a cathedral; but I came here
to talk business, and that only. Grant- '
lng you the full normal appreciation |
of your Vedder Court property, and
the normal Increase of your aggregate
rentals, you cannot have, at the end
of ten yeata, a penny over forty-two
millions. I um prepared to offer you.
In cash, a sum which will, at three
and a half per cent, and in ten years,
produce that exact amount. To this
I add two million."
"How much did you allow for in
crease in the value of tho property?"
asked Nicholas Van Ploon, whose only
knowledge for several generations had
been centered on this one question
The original Van Ploon had bought a
vast tract of Manhattan for a dollar
an acre, and, by that stroke of tower-
ing genius, had placed the family of
Van Ploon. for all eternity, beyond tho
necessity of thought.
For answer, Allison passed him the
envelope upon which he had been fig
uring, checking ofT an item as he did
so. He noticed that (Jail's lips
twitched with suppressed mirth. She
striking transept window, and the
three vestrymen in the rear pew im-
mediately sat straighter. Willis Cun-
ningham, who was a bachelor, hastily
smoothed his Vandyke. Ho was so
rich, by inheritance, that money
meant nothing to him.
"Not enough," grunted Van Ploon,
handing back the enveHope and twist-
ing again in the general direction of
"Ample," retorted Allison. "¥ou
ran t count anything for tho buildings.
While I don't deny that they yield the
richest income of any property in
the city, they are the most decrepit
tenements in New York. They'll fall
down in less than ten years. You
have them propped up now."
Jim Sargent glanced solicitously at
(Jail, but she did not seem to be bored;
not a particle!
sion. He was president of the Majes- oval cheeks; then she turned deliber-
tic Trust company, and uever forgot ately to the marvelously beautiful big
that fact. ' transept window. It had been de-
"To what use would you devote the I signed by the most famous stained-
property of Market Square church?" glass artist in the world, and its sub-
| Ject lent Itself to a wealth of color.
It was Christ turning the money
changers out of the temple!
"The erection of a terminal station
for all the municipal transportation in
New York." answered Allison; "sub-
ways, elevateds, surface cars, traction
lines! The proposition should have
the hearty co-operation of every citi-
Simple little Idea, wasn't it? Gail
had to think successively to compre-
hend what a stupendous enterprise
this was; and the man talked about it
as modestly as if ho were planning to
And This Was a Vestry Meeting.
sod a lawn; more so! Why, back
home, if a man dreamed a dream so
vast as that, he just talked about it
for tho rest of his life; and they put
a poet's wreath on his tombstone.
"Now you're talking sentiment," re-
bruptly to look" back "at "the torted Rt,'bby-tnuatached Jim Sargent.
"You said, a while ago, that you came
here strictly on business So did we.
ThiB is no piaco for sentiment."
Rufus Manning, with the tip of his
silvery beard in his Angers, looked up
into the delicato groining of the apse,
where It curved gracefully forward
over the head of the famous Henri
Dupre's crucifix, and he grinned. Gall
Sargent was looking contemplatively
from one to the other of the grave ves-
"You're right," conceded Allison
curtly "Suppose you fellows talk It
over by yourselves, and let mo know
your best offer."
"Very well," assented Jim Sargent,
with an indifference which did not
seem to be assumed. "We have some
other matters to discuss, and we may
as well thrash this thing out right
now. We'll let you know tomorrow." i sible for th
"Snow!" exclaimed Gall in delight,
turning up her face to the delicate
flakes. "And the sun shining. That
means snow tomorrow!"
Allison helped her into his big. pi-
ratical-looking runabout, and tucked
her in as if she were some fragile hot-
house plant which might freeze with
the first cool draft.
"The pretty white snow is no friend
of mine," he assured her, as he took
the wheel and headed toward the ave-
nue. He looked calculatingly into tho
sky. "This particular downfall Is
likely to cost the Municipal Transpor-
tation company several thousand dol-
"I'm curious to know the commer-
cial value of a sunset in New York,"
Gail smiled up at him. Allison had
the Impression that under the cover of
! her exquisitely veined lids she was
| looking at him cornerwise, and having
, a great deal of fun all by herself.
| "We haven't capitalized sunsets yet,
but we have hopes," he laughed.
"Then there's still a commercial op-
portunity," she lightly returned. "I
feel quite friendly to money, but it's
so intimate here. I've heard nothing
, else since I came, on Monday."
"Even in church," he chuckled.
I "You delivered a reckless shock to
Rev. Smith Boyd's vestry."
"Well?" sho demanded. "Didn't he
ask my opinion?"
"I don't think he'll make the mis-
take agaia." and Allison took the cor-
ner into tho avenue at a speed which
made Gail, unused to bare inches of
leeway, class Allison as a demon
driver. The tall traffic policeman
around whose upraised arm they had
circled smiled a frank tribute to her
beauty, and she felt relieved. She
had cherished some feeling that they
should be arrested.
"However, even a church must dis-
cuss money," went on Allison, as if
he had Just decided a problem to
which he had given weighty thought.
"Fifty millions isn't mere money,"
retorted Gail; "it's criminal wealth. If
no man can make a million dollars
honestly, how can a church?"
Allison swerved out into the center,
of the avenue and passed a red limou-
sine before he answered. He had no-
ticed that everybody in the street
stared into his rar, and It flattered
him Immensely to have so pretty a
girl with him.
"The wealth of Market Square
church is natural and normal." he
explained. "It arises partly from the
Increase in value of property which
was donated when practically worth-
less. Judicious investment is respon-
bad closed IB satirical mischief. Now
they were rapt. "What a stunning
collie!" she suddenly exclaimed.
Allison, who had followed her with
admiring attention, his mind accom-
panying hers in eager leaps, laughed
in relief. After all. she was a girl—
and what a girl! The exhilaration of
the drive, and of the snow beating in
her face, and of the animated conver-
sation, had set the clear skio of her
face aglow with color. Her deep red
lips, exquisitely curved and half part-
ed, displayed a row of dazzling white
teeth, and the elbow which touched
his was magnetic. Allison refused to
believe that he was forty-five!
You're fond of collies," he guessed,
surprised to find himself with an ea-
ger interest in the likes and dislikes
of a young girl. It was a new experi-
"I adore them!" she enthusiastically
declared. "Back home, I have one of
every marking but a pure white."
There was something tender and
wistful in the tone of that "back
home." No doubt she had hosts of
friends and admirers there, possibly
a favored suitor. It was quite likely.
A gir! such as Gail Sargent could
hardly escape it. If there was a fa
vored suitor Allison rather pitied him,
for Gail was in the city of strong men.
Busy with an entirely new and strange
group of thoughts, Allison turned into
the park, and Gall uttered an excla-
mation of delight as the fresh, keen
air whipped in her face. The snow
was like a filmy w hite veil against the
bare trees, and enough of it had clung,
by now. to out'ine, with silver point-
ing. the lacework of branches. On
the turf, still green from the open win-
ter, it lay in thin white patches, and
squirrels, clad in tiieir sleek winter
garments, were already scampering
to their beds, crossing the busy drive
with the adroitness of accompnstied
metropolitan pedestrians, their bushy
tails hopping behind them in ungainly
The pair in the runabout were
silent, for the east drive at this hour
was thronged with outward-bound ma-
chines, and the roadway was slippery
with the new-fallen snow. Steady of
nerve, keen of eye, firm of hand! Gal'
watched the alert figure of Allison,
tensely and yet easily motionless in
the seat beside her.
Perhaps feeling the steady gaze. Al-
lison turned to her suddenly, and for
a moment the gray eyes and the brown
ones looked questioningly into each
other, then there leaped from the man
to the woman a something which held
her gaze a full second longer than she
would have wished.
"Air's great," he said with a smile.
"Glorious!" she agreed. "I don't
want to go In."
"Don't." he promptly advised her.
"That's a simple enough solution,"
and her laugh, in the snow-laden air,
reminded him, in one of those queer
flashes of memory, of a little string of
sleighbells he had owned as a young-
ster. "However, I promised Cousin
"We'll stop at the house long
enough to tell her you're busy," sug-
gested Allison, as eager as a boy.
"Let's!" cried Gail, and, with a
laugh which he had discarded with his
first business promotion. Allison threw
out another notch of speed, and
whirled from the Seventy-second
street entrance up the avenue to the
proper turning, and half way down the
block, where he made a swift but
smooth stop, bringing the step with
marvelous accuracy to within an inch
of the curb.
She flashed at him a smile and ran
up the steps. She turned to him again
as she waited for the bell to be an-
swered, and nodded to him with frank
comradery. Two vivacious-looking
A'-i A ? *
thought, they were neither one *« r«
of It. They were glad that they were
Just living, and moving swiftly In the
open air. glad that It was snowing,
glad that the light was beginning to
fade, that there were other vehicle,
in the park, that the world was such
a bright and happy place; and they
were quite pleased, too, to be to-
It was still light, though the electrl.
lamps were beginning tp flare up
through the thin snow veil, when they
rounded a rocky drive, and came In
view of a little lookout house perched
on a hill.
"Oh!" called Gall, Involuntarily put-
ting her hand on his arm. "I want
to go up there!"
The work of Edward E. Allison was
well-nigh perfection. He Btopped the
runabout exactly at the center of the
pathway, and was out and on Gall's
side of the car with the agility of a
youngster after a robin's egg. He
helped her to alight, and would have
helped her np the hill with great
pleasure, but she was too nimble and
too eager for that, and was In the
lookout house several steps ahead of
When she was quite finished with
the view, and turned and went down
the hill, one of her tiny French heels
slid, and she might have fallen, had it
not been for the ironlike arm which
he threw back to support her. For
Just an instant she was thrown fairly
in his embrace, with his arm about
her waist, and her weight upon his
breast; and, In that Instant, the fire
which had been smoldering in him all
afternoon burst Into flame. With a
mighty repression he resisted the im-
pulse to crush her to him, and handed
| her to the equilibrium w hich she in-
stinctively sought, t>hou«h the arm
trembled which had been pressed
about her. His heart sang, as he
helped her into the machine, and
sprang in beside her. He felt a sav-
age Joy in his strength as he started
the car and felt the wheel under his
| hard grip. He was young, younger
than he had ever been in his boyhood;
strong, stronger than he had ever
' been in his youth. What worlds he
1 might conquer now with this new
blood racing through his veins. It
was as if he had been suddenly thrust
| into the fires of eternal life, and en-
I dowed with all the vast, irresistible
force of creation!
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
REASON FOR HIS BRAGGING
British Soldier Felt He Had to Lis
About His Wonderful D*eds
In the Field.
An officer was surprised one day
when searching the letters of his de-
tachment to read In one of them a
passage that was something like this:
"We have just got out of shell-fire
for the first time for two months. It
has been a Iftlrd time. The Germans
were determined to take our field bak;
ery, but, by gee! we would not let
them. We killed them In thousands."
This was a letter from one of the
bakers to his wife. None of the de-
tachment had been a mile from the
base, and they had never seen a Ger-
man, except as a prisoner. My friend
knew the writer well, and could not
help (although It was none of his busi-
ness) asKing him why he told such
terrible lies to his poor wife. The sol-
"It's quite true what you say, but
it's like this, sir. When my wife and
the wives of the other men in the
place where I live are talking it all
over in the morning I couldn't think
to let her have nothing to say and the
others all bragging about what their
men had done with the Germans,
j That's the way of it, sir."—Manchester
•*- m t 3 •
. (Jail looked at her watch and rose i
They are passed by tho building ' energetically.
Inspector annually," pompously stated
W. T. Chlsholm, his mutton chops
turning pink from the reddening of
the kln beneath. He had spent a
lifetime In resenting Indignities be-
fore they reached him
"Building inspectors change," Insin-
uated Allison. "Politics Is very uncer-
Four Indignant vestrymen Jerked
forward to answer that Insult.
"Gentlemen, this Is a vestry meet-
ing," sternly reproved the Kev. Smith
Boyd, advancing a step, and seeming
to feel the need of a gavel. His rich.
"Oil, bother!" and Gail glanced at
lm impatiently. "Your natural Im-
'1 shall bo late at Luclle's, Uncle . pulse Is to defend wealth because it
Jim. I don't think I can wait for you."
"I'll be very happy to take Jllss
I Sargent anywhere she'd like to go,"
I offered Allison, almost instantane-
"Much obliged. Allison," accepted
Sargent heartily; "that Is, If she'll go
Thank you." said Gal-1 .Imply, as I w|leI1 |le looked
I she stepped out of the pew. | thought in mind
deep barytone explained why he was back of the pew in front of him.
is wealth; but you know that Market
Square church never should have had
a surplus to invest. The money should
have been spent in charity. Why are
they saving it?"
Allison began to feel the same re-
spect for Gail's mental processes
which he would for a man's, though.
at her with this
she was so thor-
ntlemen of the vestry rose 0Ughiy feminine that she puzzled him
as ono man. Old Nicholas Van i'loon more than ever.
even attempted to Btand gracefully on "Market Square church has an am-
one leg. while his vest bulged over the , bitlon worthy of Its vestry," ho in-
rector of the richest church In the
Gail's eyes were dancing, but other-
irlee she was demureness itself as she
ftudled in turns, the members of the
richest vestry in the world. She esti-
mated that eight of the gentlemen
then present were almost close
to the anger line to swear. Tli
bered just eight, and they were most
Interesting! And this was a vtstry
"The topic of debate was money, I
believe," suggested Rufus Manning,
rescuing his sense of humor from
lomewhero in his beard. He was the
Infidel member. "Suppose we return ! fling run in the Bach prelud
to it. is Allison's offer worth cousid "You haven't said how you like our
erlng?" famous old church," suggested the
"Why?" inquired the nasal voice of Rev. Smith Boyd with pleasant ease,
olean shaven old Joseph O. Cook, who though be felt relieved that she was
was sarcastic in money matters. The going.
Standard Cereal company had attained ! Tho sudden snap in Gail's eyes fair-
its Colossal dimensions through re- ly scintillated. It was like the shat-
"1 think we'll have to make yew a
permanent member of the vestry,"
smiled Manning, the patriarch, as he
bowed his adieus "We've been need
lng a brightening influence for some
Willis Cunningham, the thoughtful
one, wedged his Vandyke between the
heads of Standard Cereal Clark and
We hoi'- to see you often. Miss
Sargent," was his thoughtful remark
i mean to attend services," re-
turned Gail graciously, looking up Into
the organ loft, where the organist was
making his third attempt at that baf-
formed her. bringing his runabout to
rest, with a swift glide, just an accu- j
rate three inches behind the laxl in i
j front of them. "When it has fifty mil* !
i lion dollars. It proposes to start build- I
j ing the most magnificent cathedral on i
, American soil."
"Why?" she pondered. "Will a fifty
j million dollar cathedral save souls in
I proportion to the amount of money In-
;d that query tlior-
"You must ask Rev. Smith Boyd."
he chuckled. "You talk like a hea-
"Oh, no," returned Gail gravely, and
with a new tone. "I pray every morn-
ing and every night, and hears
me." The note of reverence in her
voice was a thing to which Allison
I gave Instant respect. "I have no
quarrel with religion. Why, Mr. Alli-
son, I love the church." Her eyes
batea; and he had Invented the d© L tering of tine glass in the sunlight. j were glowing, the same eyes w*hicb
Gail Watched the Alert Figure of Al-
lison, Tensely Motionless Beside
women, one tall and black-haired and
the other petite and blonde, and both
fashionably slender and both pretty,
rushed out into the hall and sur-
For an instant, Edward E. Allison
had a glimpse of her, In her garnet
and turquoise, flanked by a sprightly
vision In blue and another sprightly
vision in pink, and he thought he
heard the suppressed sounds of titter-
ing; then the door closed, and the lace
curtains of tho hall windows bulged
outward, and Gall came tripping down
They raced up and Into the park,
and around the winding driveways
with the light-hearted exhilaration of
children, and if there was in them at
that moment any trace of mature
Movies Aid Physicians.
The movies have invaded even the
sacred field of science. The latest up-
to-the-minute dl^overy Is the peculiar
value of the movies in diagnosis. It
was made several weeks ago by osteo-
pathic physicians and will be demon-
strated first at the world's congress of
osteopathic physicians, in Portland,
Ore., the first week in August.
At a meeting of osteopathic physi-
cians of the district, held at the home
of Dr. Clara U. Little, Dr. Chester W.
Swope a member of the board of trus-
tees of the national association, ex-
plained how Dr. J. Ivan Dufur, profes-
sor of nervous diseases of the Phila-
delphia College of Osteopathy, had be-
come the latest hero of the movies.
For more than four hours Doctor Du-
fur and the movie men were locked In
a room with more than forty Insane
epileptics, waiting to snap just the
right kind of fits. They also had many
Moving pictures, it is predicted, will
revolutionize the teaching of disease
diagnosis, as these subjects can In no
other way be^o vividly presented to
OF II COUNTRY
The Natural Pride of Those Who
Take Part in It.
To those who have built railroads
through and across the prairies of
Western Canada, connecting that great
empire of grain and cattle, horse and
sheep with the world's markets In the.
east, must be awarded the privilege
of looking upon their work, and Its
results with pardonable pride. If they
reminiscence, and tell of the hardship®
and the privations, why shouldn't
they? The broad prairies on which,
the buffalo roamed and fed, are now
alive with cities, towns and villages.
Farms—large and small—on which
machinery has chased the bugaboo ot
laborious work off the farm, and mak-
ing farm life one of the most pleasant
and prosperous of occupations—ar®
being cultivated by men of the highest
stamp of manhood. Many of thes®
have Inherited from their forebears
the physical strength and the high
type ot manliness that was theirs in
the days when they hewed their homes
out of the virgin forest, and made
them what may be seen today, beau-
tiful farms In the east. On the whole-
the western prairies breed a high typ
of manhood, wrest from him faults
and diseases which would be his were
It not for the upbuilding Influence and
character of prairie life.
When the builder of tho western Ca-
nadian prairie looks upon the result of
his work, why shouldn't his chest ex-
pand? It was probably some of this
feeling of pride that took possession
of Sir Donald Mann, vice president of
the Canadian Northern Railway the>
other day in Winnipeg, when he said:
"I am not in the habit of giving ad-
vice, but I have no hesitation of advis-
ing the young men of Canada, every
young man, to get out and get a piece
of western Canada's land that now
can be had for the asking and be their
"It was 38 years ago when I first
fame to Winnipeg," he said. "At that
time there were less than 150,000
people west of Lake Huron In Canada,
and the only bit of railway In opera-
tion was between St. Boniface and Em-
erson—about sixty miles. Today there,
are nearly 20,000 miles of railway in
actual operation and the population is
over two and a quarter million, a won-
derful achievement In such a short pe-
riod you will agree, when you have
contemplated It a moment."
"At that time all the flour, meat and
many other supplies for our contracts
were brought from tho States. Now
consider what the west Is doing to-
day. You have a grain production ex-
ceeding a billion bushels and yet only
a comparatively small area of the till-
able land of the country Is occupied.
Five years hence you will be more>
than daub1'"" that."—Advertisement
"I saved twenty dollars this after-
"How was that?"
"Blllson wanted to borrow twenty.
Bve and I lent him only five "
"Riches have wings, they say."
"Yes, and whenever I go after them
George Evidently Not a Caruso.
Her son had enlisted and she was
a proud old woman as she harangued
a kuot of friends on the village Btreet.
' (large always done is duty by me,
'e 'as, an' now 'e's doin' is duty by
king an' country," she said. "I feel
| right down sorry for them Germans,
to think of 'lm goin' Into battle with
is rifle In 'Is 'and and 'It's a Long
Way to Tipperary' on 'is lips." "Pqor
Germans, indeed!" exclaimed one of
the audience. "IMty's wasted on 'em!
P'raps you 'aven't 'eard of their cruel-
ties?" "P'raps I 'aven't," agreed the
old lady "An p'raps you 'aven't 'eard
Garge sing."—London Mall.
A GLASS OF SALTS WILL
Eays Drugs Excite Kidneys and Reo-
ommends Only Salts, Particularly
If Bladder Bothers You.
When your kidneys hurt and your
back feels sore, don't get scared and
proceed to load your stomach with a
lot of drugs that excite the kidneys
and Irritate the entire urinary tract.
Keep your kidneys clean like you keep
your bowels clean, by flushing them
with a mild, harmless salts which re-
moves the body's urinous waste and
stimulates them to their normal activ-
ity. The function of the kidneys is to
filter the blood. In 24 hours they
strain from it 500 grains of acid and
waste, so we can readily understand
tho vital importance of keeping the
Drink lots of water—you can't drink
too much; also get from any pharmar
cist about four ounces of Jad Salts;
take a tablespoonful in a glass of
water before breakfast each morning
for p. few days and your kidneys will
act fine. This famous salts is made
from the acid of grapes and lemon
Juice, combined with lithla, and has
been used for generations to clean and
stimulate clogged kidneys; also to
neutralize the acids In urine so it no
longer Is a source of Irritation, thus
ending bladder weakness.
Jad Salts is Inexpensive; cannot In-
jure; makes a delightful effervescent
lithia-water drink which everyone
should take now and then to keep
their kidneys clean and active. Try
this, also keep up the water drinking,
and no doubt you will wonder what
became of your kidney trouble and
Chickens that come home to roost
have mere sense than some men.
Where Judge Draws the Line.
Judge Johnson—That I love pub-
licity 1 never will deny, but I never
walk from coast to coast to get ft.
Wise Is the girl who fears a man
more than she does a mouse.
Dr. Pierce's- Pleasant Pellets are the
original little liver pills put up 40 yean
ago. They regulate liver and bowels.—Adv.
Youth la going to tackle the thing«
I tomorrow that age finished today.
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Frishman, Joseph. The Logan County News. (Crescent, Okla.), Vol. 13, No. 14, Ed. 1 Friday, February 11, 1916, newspaper, February 11, 1916; Crescent, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc279968/m1/2/: accessed May 22, 2019), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.