Chickasha Daily Express. (Chickasha, Indian Terr.), Vol. 8, No. 43, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 21, 1907 Page: 3 of 8
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Wbat a clever girl your dear Mil-
dred Is!" said Mrs. Gravler.
Mrs. Wareman smiled complacently
as one entitled to some credit for
it.
"How invaluable for an evening
party like this!"
"Yes indeed" said Mrs. Wareuian.
"I wonder what she is going to
make us do next?'
She had already taught them three
intellectual games with pencils and
slips of paper. The less intellectual
of the company were feeling exhaust-
ed. "Yes" said Mrs. Wareman "I shall
be very sorry to lose her."
"Lose her!" said Mrs. Gravler. "But
where is the flanger?"
'There is always danger" sighed
Mrs. Wareham with on approving
glance in the direction of Teddy
Bland.
Mrs. Gravler followed the glance.
"Oh I see. That kind of danger.
How interesting. And are they
really '
"Not yet" said Mrs. Wareman low-
ering her voice. "Not exactly. Bnt
one can always see these things com-
ing if one looks out carefully."
"Yea indeed" agreed Mrs. Gravler.
"Of course. And who is the pretty
girl he is speaking to now?' Mrs.
Wareham put up her lorgnettes. Then
followed a sniff.
"She is a a kind of niece of my
husband's. One has to ask her you
know; it is an act of charity though
I never feel sure that she duly ap-
preciates it."
"There is nobody so ungrateful I
always find as a poor relative."
"And at this very moment she la
disregarding my wishes I cannot
help thinking willfully. I particular-
ly mentioned when I sent her in to
dinner with that young Mervln that
I wished her to er entertain him
throughout the evening. And there
he Is. sitting by himself like an
owl"
"And who is be?" aoktd Mrs. Grav-
ler. 'Oh Just one of the clerks from the
office brought in to fill a gap this is
confidence of course my dear."
' Of course. How could you imag-
ine that I should ever "
"And now she has been monopoliz-
ing Mr. Bland ever since the gentle-
men cama into the drawing-room."
Mrs. Wareman'i mouth hardened
Juto a thin line.
"Kr Winifred my dear!" This In
a loud voice heard all over the room.
There was silence.
"Yes aunt"
"1 think I hoar Willie crying in the
nursery. Would you mind Just going
up and t""lng what be wants?"
Winirred flushed slightly and rose
from her seat beside Kr. Bland.
"And if you wouldn't mind stay-
ing with him for an hour he finds it
difficult sometimes to get to .sleep
and you know how the darkness terri-
fies him."
Winifred f4-d her aunt for a mo-
Uittiit with a glare of defiance but
realized at once the necessity of sur-rt-mfr.-
Hr lip trembled but she
controlled herself and went out with-
out a word.
Teddy Bland stroked his chin and
1nokd t his lmxtess and her charm-
ing daughter out of the corner of his
eye.
Mildred triumphant came up with
a winning smile.
"Oh Mr. Bland do you know the
game called 'Animal Vegetable or
Mineral?'"
"No I'm afraid I don't." He rose
and looked down at ber with an expres
sion fhe did not at the moment quite
understand. Her brilliancy and her
liveliness dazzled him. He seemed
for a man In comfortable circum
stances distinctly dazzled.
"N'o" he said "was It part of the
rainc that your cousin should leave
the room?"
"Oh. no; but we have allowed the
nurse a little holiday and and Win-
ifred always manages the children
well."
"I see" he said.
"Of course she likes doing it" said
Mildred.
"Of course" he bowed his head
pently in agreement "Children are
always delightful at all hours. But
U'l us ulay this this Tics ia
Clover.' "
"No; 'Animal Vegetablo or Min
eral.' "
"Right; am I to be In It?"
"Yes indeed." said Mrs. Wareman
"a most entertJnlng game. Mildred
dearest explain it to everybody.'
"Yes." said everybody "how de
lightful!"
Mildred took the meeting under W
. wing.
"Well It is very simple; one of us
goes outside and thinks of some-
thing" "And then comes In and is made a
fool of" said Mr. Bland.
She tapped him playfully with her
fan.
"Not at all; if he is clever he can
make everybody else foolish."
"That part shall be mine" ex-
claimed Mr. Bland "and what nhail
happen when I come in again?"
"Why then we all ask you Questions
Z?y JOHN WORNE
to which you are enly to answer 'yes'
o. 'no' till we find out what you
thought of."
"Oh how beautiful" said every-
body. "Yes let Mr. Bland go out."
"I don't think it ought to be Mr.
Bland" said Mildred. "I am sure
you are awfully good at asking Ques-
tions?" "Not a bit Leave that to the la-
dies." "Why shouldn't Mr. Bland go out?"
said they all; and Mildred could give
no reason though she felt Instinctive-
ly that there was one.
"Perhaps two of us had better go
out and think of something Jointly"
she suggested "I will go."
"Oh no!" they cried "then who
will be left behind clever enough to
ask the questions?"
"Who indeed?" echoed Mr. Bland
"you will .Ave them he yless without
a leader."
Mildred gave It up. She saw that
It would not do to be too anxious to
go out with him without a chaperon.
Out in the hall Teddy Bland began
to think hard as instructed. The
first thing he thought about was
whether It would be possible to find
the nursery without making unduly
impertinent inquiries of the servants.
If Willie would only give a hint as to
the direction by crying out again
Little Willie seemed ready to oblige.
Most distinctly it was a sob but the
nursery must be very near or it was
a most penetrating sob.
He stole on tiptoe to the door of
the room known as the library be-
cause all the other customary names
for rooms had been used up and
otherwise It woulj have been name
less.
In the darkness there was some
thing white. It was too large to be
little Willie but It sobbed again.
Softly he stepped in shut the door
and turned on the electric light. Wini
fred rained a red and tearful face in
alarm gave a little shriek and looked j
round for the door. Then she blew
her nose aud went casually to a book
shelf.
I beg your pardon" he said "I
have been sent out here to think."
"Oh!" she said. "You mean-
some game.
Yes; was Willie afraid of the
dark?"
"He he usually is."
"And are you always ordered off
after dinner to soothe him?"
"I 1 wasn't ordered off. I ' like
going."
Facing the book-shelf she was do
ing her best to clear up the tears
and wondering how red her face was.
"Do you think" he went on "that
I wasn't as angry as you were?"
She gave up the ' attempt to bide
the truth and looked at him with un
concealed gratitude.
Twenty minutes had passed and
Mr. Bland was still thinking.
"Mr. Bland are you going to take
all night?'
"Sorry" cried a distant voice from
the darkness of the library. "Just
coming. Much more difficult than I
thought"
"Do hurry up!'
And in a minute he sauntered into
the room. He was followed immediate-
ly by Winifred.
Mildred seemed surprised.
"Are the children asleep already?"
she asked haughtily.
Winifred showed no resentment.
"Quite" she said "they never were
awake."
"I happened to find your cousin"
said Mr. Bland "and she helped me
to think of something. She knowB
more about the game than I do."
"Oh" said Mildred with some show
of interest.
Mr. Bland and Winifred took their
seats.
"Wall begin asking.'
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THE PRESIDENT
P.ootsyelt jYeu know Uncle I almost wish she cre ens of the family
"You. begin. Miss Wareman" cried
they all. "Show us how to do It."
Mildred had been strangely back
ward but she obeyed and showed
them how.
"Ia it' animal?"
Mr. Bland and Winifred looked at
each other in doubt before deciding.
"No."
"Ia it vegetable?" "No."
"Is it mineral? "No."
"But It must be something."
"Is it concrete?"
Again a doubt but the answer was
"No!"
"Is it abstract?"
"Wrell I'm not clever but I sup-
pose so" said Mr. Bland.
"Has it any relation to anything ani-
mal?" Winifred blushed. They both nod-
ded. They supposed so.
"Has it any relation to human be-
ings?" "Oh yes! certainly!"
"In this house?" "Yes."
"In this room?" "Yes!"
"How clever" they gasped all of
them.
"Has It got legs?" said Mr. Mer-
vln the young clerk excitedly. Their
silence chilled him.
"Whose mother-in-law is it?" said
Capt Winton.
"Improper question" said Mr. Bland
with scorn.
"Mine or Mervin's?" asked the cap-
tain. "Both. Go on Miss Wareman."
"Yes go on dear" said Mrs. Ware-
man "you were getting near to it"
Mildred went on. "Is it related to
one person in this room?"
"Not only one person."
"To two persons?" "Yes."
"Both masculine?' "No."
"Both feminine V 'No."
"Obviously one gentleman and one
lady" said the captain.
"Hush!" said they all.
"Are they married?" said the cap-
tain.
For z fraction of a second .Mr.
Bland and Winifred looked at each
other. "No."
Mildred caught Winifred's eye.
Winifred was blushing a fiery red.
Mildred became unusually white.
"Oh we shall never find this out!"
said Mildred. "Let's try another
game.'
There was a chorus of dissent
"Yes; not married."
"Going to be married?" said Mr
Mervln who could not be repressed.
There was a pause. Mr. Bland
looked round with a cheerful smile.
"This is getting Interesting" said
the captain. "You said they were not
married."
intense excitement "Somebodr
going to be married. Oh who is it?
Everybody looked at everybody
else; but Winifred's eyes were on the
ground. Mildred yearned to go out
side and scream. But it wouldn't have
done. Too many people in the house
"I see how to get at it" cried Mr.
Marvin '.Were the two people in this
room 15 minutes ago?
.'No!'"
"Aha!" Mr. Mervln lay back in tri
umph. Mrs. Wareman wore a danger
ous smile but he was blind. "I have
it" he said "the engagement be
tween Mr. Bland and "
"Winifred" said Mrs. Waieman
with a gasp.
Everybody was so happy and so
pleased and so interested and con-
gratulations and good wishes and
healths flowed as a great stream flows
to the ocean. '
Three only were silent The hearts
of Mrs. Wareman and Mildred were
Tor the present too full for words.
The thoughts came later.
"The gratitude of the foor" said
Mrs. Gravler to herself as she found
her carriage "is a wonderful thing to
contemplate."
(Copyright 1904 by Joseph B. Bowles.)
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IN PORTO RICO.
Authorities Familiar Vith
Strange Hallucinations But
Many
Oc-
casionally Meet a New One-
The Old Timer.
Just as insects are attracted by
the bright glare of an electric light
so are cranks attracted to Washing-
ton by the convening of congress and
each year brings new faces with new
hallucinations. Some of the old
timers who have managed somehow
to keep out of the foolish house we
here again notably the fellow who
has a scheme for bottling sunshine.
but among the brand new ones Is a
tall fellow from the west who Is
clad In semi-military costume. His
hallucination is well defined and an
ex-policeman who was tackled by the
military personage remarked:
'If that fellow keeps outside of the
gray walls of St Lizzie s two days
longer I will miss my guess and I
have been handling 'queers' for nigh
unto 15 years."
It is said the newcomer declares he
is "the commander of the armies' and
navies of the world and the United
States; also chief of police of the
earth and governor general of North
and South America." He is here he
says to have congress pass upon the
trifling sum of 15 billions of dollars
that he requires to keep his military
and police forces intact for another
year.
The capitol police are on the look
out for the variegated commander
and other of his kind and when he
goes to the big white structure to an-
range for the passage of the bill for
his billions he will be taken into
custody and then St Lizzie's and a
season of solitude.
Several members' of Inspector
Boardman's detective corps were in
the front office at police headquarters
one afternoon when a victim of old
rye came aloug the steep grade of
the street walking with such an un
certain step that it was feared he
would meet with personal injury.
When he had stepped from the pave
ment to the street and back again
several times the suggestion was
made that one of the officers make a
case but while they were discussing
the pedestrian's condition the latter
made a sharp turn and headed for
the building.
"How are you. Cap?" waa the fa-
miliar manner in which he address-
ed one of the detectives. 'I saw you
rubbering and I thought I'd make a
call. Do you want me for any-
thing?" . "Want you for anything?" repeat
ed one of the detectives. "Who are
you?"
"Never mind about that" said the
caller.- 'I want to know if my rec-
ord is clear or If you want me for
anything."
The sleuths admittted that they
knew of no charges having been pre-
ferred against him and told the caller
that he might be excused. He was
not asking for an excuse he said;
he had merely called to pay his re
spects. Although none of the men
in the office knew him he was able
to recall the boyhood days of many
of them.
"It is rather refreshing to meet
old friends" said the caller. "The
meeting has refreshed me so much
that I am now able to walk horn; and
tell mother all about it Good day
HAS SEEN MANY CHANGES.
Senatoi
Teller Talks of Colleagues
Past and Present.
Now the senate chamber itself
doesn't seem widely different from
what it was then but everything else
is changed. None of the men who
were here then are here to-day and
14 more seats are used. Seven states
have been admitted since then you
know." This was said by Senator
Teller of Colorado and the time he
spoke of was 30 years agr when he
first became a member of that body
of which he is still a member. De-
cember 3 was the thirtieth anniver-
sary of Mr. Teller's entrance into the
senate. It was on December 3 1S76
thai; he was sworn In for the first
time.
"Colorado became a state in 1876"
he continued "which explains why
my colleague J. B. Chaffee and my-
self entered the senate at the begin-
ning of a short session. I drew the
term which ended on March 4 follow-
ing so that 1 wouldn't have been a
senator very long if I had not been
Immediately elected to succeed my-
telf for a term of the regula' length.
TI1I3 reelection came on December U
Just eight days after I first took my
scat Only one other man who Is
a member of the senate now was a
member then" said Mr. Teller with a
look In his eyes that went much fur-
ther than tlio confines of the senate
chamber. "That is Senator Allison.
Ho is not here and I am sorry. I
would like to enjoy the anniversary
witH hln:." Washington Dispat.a te
the Boston Transcript.
Senators Want 'Possum.
Senator Blackburn and some other
southern stai.io...Ci iiave been hear-
ng of 'possum hunts near Washing-
ton almost within shadow of the
capitol dome. They think of organiz-
ing a foray in that vicinity and may
be eipt'etct to slip into the woods
a bhort way up the Potomac almost
any time. Coumlaiut ia utade that it
I is practically Impossible to get ihis
delieaey . in the Washington market
LIKED HIS STYLE.
"Mr. Spiicllong" began the youth
hanging his hat on the back of the
chair "I will occupy only a few mo-
ments of your time. I have come to
ask you for your daughter. I "
"Young man." said the elderly bank-
er "do you "
"Yes sir; I realize fully that she
has been tenderly nurtured and that
she Is very dear to you; also that
her bnm Is nnn In which she has
been surrounded by every luxury.
But she i3 willing to leave It."
'Can you "
"No sir; I can't quite maintain her
In the style to which she has been
accustomed but I have a good salary
and I am ready to chance it So is
she."
"Will you"
'"Yes sir; I will keep my life in-
sured for a Bum sufficient to provide
for her if I should be taken away."
"Would you"
"No sir; I would not expect to live
with the family. I am able to buy
and furnish a modest home for her."
'Young man" said Mr. Spudlong
looking at his watch "I rather like
your style. You can have her.
Good"
'Morning sir."
WHAT BROKE UP THE SHOW.
Proprietor WThere la the premiere
dansuese?
Stage Manager She sent word that
sho has a cold in her head and can't
dance.
Proprietor And where is the prima
donna?
Stage Manager 0 she got cold
feet Philadelphia Press.
Bruised with Ideas.
"Your husband is not looking well
to-night Mrs. Rhymer."
"He Isn't and I'm not at all sur-
prised at it"
"No? Has he been overworking
himself lately?"
"It isn't that so much; it's his orig-
inality. Why that man is strut it with
so many original ideas that his mind
must be one mass of bruises." Royal
Magazine.
A Serious Matter.
Young W7lfe What? Do you mean
to say your brother and his wife have
given up housekeeping and gone to
boarding?
Husband Yes; but what difference
does that make?
Young Wife Oh nothing; only In
about a week or so they'll be dropping
'n every day to meals. N. Y. Weekly.
TO BE &XPECTED.
Muriel Some men think more of
their typewriters than of their wives.
George Of course they can dictate
to their typists.
A Slam.
?iff WTho do you think was Lfter
me when you saw me running down
the street yesterday?
Miss Cayenne Can't imagine Didn't
know that anybody ever wanted you
badly enough to run after you. De
troit Free Press.
Hed Change His Tactics.
Collector This Is the last time
shall ask for tha amount of this bill.
Delinquent Yes?
Collector Yta. The next time
shall stand out la the street and yoll
tor It I'.or Magazine.
Repartee.
"Pa" said little Willie "enn't yoi
spare enough money to buy
gun?"
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A Good Conundrum.
T have a conundrum for yea
What kind of a dog is the dog star?"
"I give it up."
"A Skye terrier of course." Royal
Magazine.
Ethel I hear that Jack kissed Miss
Coldcash In the dark last night.
Maud Well if you ever saw her
in the light you would understand It
Chicago Journal.
Too Rich to Spell.
"I wfsh" said Mrs. Parvenu to her
daughter's teacher "that you would
drop spelling from the list of Janet's
studies."
"Drop
teacher.
"It is
Parvenu.
spelling!" exclaimed the
"Why?" .
so common" replied. Mrs.
"Everybody learns to spell."
"But your daughter will need the
knowledge" protested the teacher
"She'll need It for her correspondence
and"
"Enough!" interrupted Mrs. Parvemi
haughtily. "Evidently you cannot ri3q
above the common level. My daughJ
ter will move in the highest circles
of society and w!U be rich enough to
have a private secretary to write any-
thing that she does not wish to have
printed. I do not wish to have her
time wasted."Royal Magazine.
WATERING THE FISH.
Mistress Jane I want you to g!vt'
tho gold fish some fresh water.
Jane Why ma'am they ain't drunk
all that yet
home Affair.
Gunntt You look worried old man..
What's the trouble?
Guyer Terrible gridiron accident".
Gunner You don't say. Some of
your friends killed while playing foot-
ball? Guyer Worse than that My wife
scorched the steak to a crisp on the-
grldiron and now I'll have to go with
out my dinner. Chicago Daily New
Wasted Efforts.
"One Is as foolish cs the other."
r3"
marked the audible thinker.
"What are you talking about?"
queried the party of the interlocutor's -part
"The woman who Is married to o-
man to reform him and the mac ii'
marries a woman to inform her" ex-
plained he of the noisy thoughts."
Chicago Daily News.
'Twii Ever Thus.
'The nirl I am engaged to" re-
marked Singlc'ton "is an earthly an-
gel. I imagine I can see a halo on her
head."
"Oh of course" rejoined WedJerly.
"But shortly after marriage you will
find the halo transformed into an ex-
pensive bonnet." Chicago Daiix
News.
The Modern Definition.
"Pa whats a genius?"
"Nowadays" replied father "it's a
man who succeeds on a large scale."
A Journalistic Phenomenon.
Hack Writer (on Daily Blov.hard)
Please don't disturb me r.;w dear.
I've got a column editorial to wrlta
on "The Marvelous Siicccm of tho
Daily Blowhard the Phenomenon at
Modern JourmJtKiu."
His Wife I only wanted to ask ymj
f r a li' i ' y ; . i
milk for the children.
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