The Okarche Times. (Okarche, Okla.), Vol. 21, No. 3, Ed. 1 Friday, May 17, 1912 Page: 3 of 8
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SYNOPSIS.
Richard Llghtnut, an American with an
effected English accent, receives a pres-
ent from a friend In China. The present
•affected English accent, receive
proves to bo a pair of pajamas A letter
hints of surprise to the wearer. Llghtnut
and lai
dona the pajama and late at night k*18
up for a smoke. His servant. Jenkins,
comes in and, falling to recognise Llght-
nut, attempts to put him out. Thinking
he reappears Jenkins fa
with Joy. conflrmln
5 la i
u When
his neck
belief
the servant crazy, Llghtnut changes his
clothes Intending to summon helu Whe
Jenkins falls on his nec
nflrming Llghtnut'n heller
that he Is crazy. Jenkin tells Llghtnut of
the encounter he had with
SSed
. his
Llghtnut Is asked to pu-. up "the k
Chinaman dressed in pajamas. In
message from his friend. Jack Billings.
Llghtnut is cdiked to pul up "the kid"
for the night on ills way home from col-
lege. Later Llghtnut finds a beautiful
girl In black pajamas In his room.
CHAPTER V—(Continued).
“All right,” she said; and I thought
her eyes flashed a little. "Then I go
to a hotel—that’s all!” °
“A hotel! Why, you can’t do that—
oh, I say!”
"Why can’t I?” She was downright
angry—I could see It; and how dls-
tractingly lovely she was with that
flame In her cheeks!
But she was Just a child—an Inno-
cent little child; and how the deuce
could I ever make her understand?
I stammered: “Why—er—not In.
New York, you know. They won’t take
a lady In at this time of night. They—”
She snapped her Angers. "Oh, I
say, Mr. Llghtnut, play easier on that
girlie and lady pedal; cook up a fresh
gag! I tell you, I’ve put all that be-
hind me. Say, wait till you’ve known
me a little, and I’ll bet a purse you
never call me a lady again! Lady!
Say, that’s funny!”
And it certainly seemed to strike
her sense of humor. • She gave me a
sudden .punch In the side that fairly
left mo breathless, and her laughter
tang out birdlike, Joyous. Of a sud-
den I felt devilish awkward and fool-
ish.
"Oh, pleas.e stop stringing me, Mr.
Llghtnut*—don’t treat me like a kid.
I want to get acquainted.” Then her
bright face sobered. “Say, was that
on the level—that about your going
to leave mo?* See here. I’m not both-
ering you, am I, Mr. Llghtnut?”
“Bothering me!” I ejaculated. “Both-
ering me? I should say not!”
I think I must have said it heartily
and convincingly, don’t you know, for
ler lovely face looked pleased.
"Because If I am,” she said earn-
estly. * i’ll fade away Into my own lit-
tle room there." Her glance ranged
toward her door. “It’s sure some
swell, that room.”
"So Jolly glad you like It,” I said.
"Well, I should say!” Then her
beautiful eyes looked at me full.
‘You know, l didn’t expect this—1
mean having a room all to myself.
Never.”
And then, while I gasped, she went
on, sweetly and calmly:
Why, ’Mr. Llghtnut? Brother Jack
would throw' seventeen thousand tits
If I went, to a Jjotel, because She
laughed deliciously. Well, I promised*
him that If he woyld leto me come
home by New York I would stay right
here wdth you and behave myself.”
"Behave yourself!” I echoed indig-
nantly. "Why, look here, do you mean
to say Jack DMlings—vour own broth-
er, you know—thought you wouldn’t
—er—do that at a hotel?”
"Thought?” Her laugh this time
•was explosive. "No. he never thought;
It; he knew I wouldn’t! He knew, 1
•would he tearing Around all night with
the boys—that’s what!”
And dash me, If she didn't throw
herself back with a kind of swagger,
"Why, you—you wouldn’t do such a
thing"’ I uttered falnfty
"Wouldn’t I?” She straightened sud-
denly. and her lovely blue eyes nar-
rowed at me. "Say, Mr Llghtnut, 1
don’t wayt you to get me sized up
wrong I’m none of your little waxy
gardenias—not much! When I’m In
New York, it's th£ bright lights and
the Great White way for mine—yes,
• sir, every time!”
And she gave me a blow on the
shoulder that was like a stroke from
a man’s arm It went me down Into
my chalr„
"If you don’t believe me,” she ndd-
«d, her face shining with excitement,
just you ask Jack about last summer
when l came through—about that Joy
ride to Coney with three Columbia fel-
lows and how we got pinched. Oh,
mamma, but didn’t Jack swear at
me!”
I heard a noise by the door. Jen-
kins stood there, his eyes sticking out
like hard boiled eggs
—i»m back, sir/' he said rather
falteringly. 'Beg pardon, sir; Just
thought you’d want to know I didn’t
know you—h’ra!” And with an odd
look and a little cough Jenkins slipped
away. But I scarcely noticed him at
all
Poor misguided girl'
My brain was buzzing like a devil-
ish hive of bees, don't you know By
Jove.’this was something awful!
And yet—and yet Her frank, sweet
fnco met mine with a clear light that
there wai no mistaking There was
no going behind it—she was a thor-
mm®
SUFFERED ALL
NIGHT LONG
f
COULD HARDLY MOVE.
“You’ve Had Me Fooled.”
oughbred, a queen—a lady, dash it! 1
knew it! And I Just settled on that,
and was ready to die right then and
there If anybody dared to dispute It.
I didn’t care a Jolly hang how she
talked; it was Just* nothing—Just* the#
demoralizing swagger of a little
boarding school girl trying to show
off like her brothers. And her lan-
guage? Why, just the devilish, nat-
ural result of having a coarse, slangy
brute like Billings for a brother. Poor
little girl! It was a beastly shame,*
She was watching me curiously,
smilingly, as she sat there, her devil-
ishly pretty mouth puckered into a
cherry as she softly whistled and
drummed her shining nails upon the
chair arm.
•j
said. “Jack says you’re so good "
Dash it. somehow I felt humiliated! j
She said It in a way that mde me |
, feel like a silly-ass, you know.
But she wasn’t thinking about mo j
any more. Her eye fell on the tab*j
| ouret, and he little hand stretched to- j
! ward it. •
.“May I?" she said with an arch In- ,
qulring glance. "Your cigarettes look |
good to me. I emptied my case an i
j hour ago.” ,
* And I proffered them with a show |
of alacrity. "Brav, pardon me,” I
said. "I—I never thought of you j
smoking.” A chuckle came through j
the tiny teeth grasping the cigarette.
"Thought I was too goody-goody, eh?”
“Do—er—you smoke much?” I ven-
tufed anxiously. "Cigarettes, you
know?”
She pulled a sparkling half Inch as
she took her little head. I telt aw
fully relieved Not fqy me,” she re-
marked carelessly. "I prefer a pipe.”
“Pipe!” I repeated feebly.
The golden head inclined. "Bet
you! Good olJL well-seasoned brier
for mine -well caked and* a little
strong ” Puff-puff "Oh, damn your
patent sanitary pipes, I say!”
And as backward I collapsed upon
the cushions, she threw* her leg over I
the arm of her chfflr and shot two
long cones of smoke from her dainty
nostrils.
. CHAPTER VI.
Arcadian Simplicity.
A moment later 1 had another
shook.
' L don’t blame you for looking at
me bo hard,” she said, rubbing her
chin and looking. I thought, a little
confused. “For dld# you ever see a
face like mine?”
"I—I riever did!” I said stammer-
ingly, for, by Jove, the question was
so unexpected; but I knew I said It
earnestly and with conviction In every
word.
’ She nodded. "Never got a chance to
shave, you know—caught the train by
such a inarglif and my kit's In that
other hag Guess I'll have to Impose
nn you in the morning i f one ■ ' your
razors."
I stared at her in horror.
"Shave? You don’t shave?” I pro*
tested blankly
“Myself, you mean? Have to; 1
haven’t got a man to do It for me ”
She seemed to sigh "Not old enough
yet to have a man. Jack says.
And Just here her attention seemed
to center on my cellarette over lfl the
corner.
“Gee, but it’s warm tonight, Isn’t
It?” she remarked absently.
And there was nothing to do but
take the hint or leave It; and after all,
she was a guest, you know!
“Perhaps you will permit me to of-
fer you some refreshment,” I suggest-
ed, rising. I knew it sounded devil-
ish stifT; and I knew, moreover, that
I looked like a Jolly muff, in fact.
"Perhaps I will,” she chuckled. "Say,
don’t urge me too hard, Mr. Llghtnut;
you might embarrass me.” •
I did not want to embarrass her.
"I thought perhaps a lemon soda
would refresh .you,” I explained. "Or,
If you will allow me. f* will have Jen
tins make you one of his famous selt-
zer lemonades. Perhaps, though, you
w'ould prefer just a plain—”
I halted In confusion, for she was
•laughing at me.
“A plain cup of tea,” she gurgled,
‘.‘or a creme.de menthe!” And then
her laughter burst deliciously. "Say,
do you know, honestly. I'm only just
getting on to that dry humor of
j ours You’ve had me fooled* You do
It with such a serious face, you know.
Say, It's great!”
•1 tried to smile, but I knew it*was
a devilish sickly go—the more so, be
cause just at that moment her slender
lingers discarded the remnant of her
last cigarette and reached for a cigar.
Another Instant, and she had deftly
clipped and lighted It.
I decided I wouldn’t ting for Jen
kins.
I felt ashamed as I looked in the
collarette, an<f wondered what the
deuce I should offer her Couldu t
think of anything I had ever heard of
boarding-school girls going in for ex-
cept Ice-cream soda; and* dash It, 1
didn’t have any ice-cream soda. Near
est thing would be a little seltzer and
ginger ale. That would do. •
"Oh, 1 say, I’m going to make you a
highball.’ I salu, trying to assume a
frisky, Jocular air.
Her voice lifted In alarm. * “Nay,
nay, Clarence not for me!" she urged
hastily. •
•’But It’s only—”
"No fizzy adulterations In mine—
not on your life.” She followed me
across the room “Just give me the
straight, pure goods—anything. Just
so It’s whisky."
And before I could say a word—If,
Indeed, 1 could have said a word she
had selected a decanter of Scotch, and
with cigar tilted upward in her tender
mouth, was absorbingly pouring a
shining stream of the amber fluid.
To see the slow curving-of that
delicately molded wrist, the challeng
ing flash of the saucy eyes of blue,
toy Jove It made me Just forget al
about what she was doing till the
fluid ran over the brim And thetf,
before 1 could Intercept her, she had
lightly gestured her glass to mine,
and In a flash the stuff was gone
Gone! A full whisky glass; and I
recalled with a shiver of horror that
It was very high proof liquor some-
thing I seldom touched myself, but
kept off hand for certain of my
friends.
“I say, you know!" I gasped in enn
sternatlon. "I’m awfully afraid that
will—er will- ” I gulped wordlessly
The coral lips curved scornfully
"Get me Jingled?” She looked as she
might have if I had Insulted her
“Maybe to In those glrlleglrlle days
you were trying to Josh me about*
but not since these two years
been at college.” She shook her love-
ly, bright head, and followed a long
enjoyable pull at the cigar, projected
five perfect rings at a frescoed cherub
In the celling
She leaned forward eagerly
"Look here, I do wish yon would let
| me call you 'Dicky.' ”
“Oh, I say—will yon?” exploded
| from my month.
“Will XT' Her look made ^.y blood
leap. "You Just watch me—Dicky!
Oh, say, this is great; maybe It won't
take a fall out of old Jack—always
bragging that you allow only two or
thfree to call yon that."
“I hope you will always call me
Dicky,” I said—and said It very soft-
ly By Jove, I could hardly keep from
taking her hand!
“You bet I think It's awfnlly good of
you, Llghtnut—I mean, Dicky." Then
her face greW pensive. “Say, do you
know, I need a friend like you—Just
now, I mean—oh, worst kind.”
“Do you?” I said eagerly, and
hitched nearer. !She proceeded:
“Haven’t you had things sometimes
yon wanted to talk about to some-
body-well, things you couldn't Just
tell to your brother or sisters—oh,
nor even your room-mate? You un-
derstand.”
I wasn’t sure that I did. for she
was blushing furiously, and In her
eyes was an appeal.
By Jove, some Jolly love affair, # I
guessed suddenly. My heart Just sank
like a lump of what’s-lta-name, but'my
whole soul went out In sympathy for
her I made up my mind, then and
there, to put myself aside
"Devilish glad—I mean delighted to
have you tell me anything," I mur-
mured rather weakly; “but—er—I
should think your mother—■"
"The mater—tell her!” Her hand
lifted “She’d guy the life out of me!
Besides, she's In Europe.” She paced
to the window and back.
I protested indignantly.; *1 don’t see
how any mother—”
“Aw, forget It!” she broke In, and
1 winced again at slang from those,
sweet lips "No, sir; I'm going to un-
load the wnole thing on you, or no
body.” 4 •
And, by Jove, the next thing I knew
she had perched on the broad arm of
the Morris chair In which I sat, her
arm resting lightly above my shoul-
ders.
“Here’s what I w’ant to know ;
about,” I heard her sigh “When
you’re engaged to one person and
hei j . 11 e better,,how are
you going to- well, chuck It with the
first, you know—and still do the
square thing0 Th^re, that’s what hit
ine, Dicky; and I’m up against It for
fair!” Her hand gently patted Aiy
I shoulder. “I’m telling you, old chap,
! because I know you’ll understand
because I like you better than any
man I ever saw—that’s right!”
I was Just afraid to move? Afraid
she'd stop; afraid she’d go on. And
ill the while- I was t» cling happier
than I ever had In all my life- hap-
pier than I ever knew people Could
! be, you know. I never thought her
j bold—dash It, no—knew.lt was Just
her adorable, delicious, Arcadian aim*
’
just as It explained to me all her
other unconventionality.
"So now It’s up to you,” she said,
’’and I want to know what’s the an-
I swer."
"1 lie answer’
And how could I give her any an
swer? No, by Jove, I knew Jolly well
I Wouldn't take advantage of such clr
! cumstanceB—of her artless confes-
sion; kn* w devilish well It wouldn’t
do, you know. Might reproach me in
years to coine; and then -and then,
there was Billings!
So I Just* contested myself with
looking up smilingly, but It was hard—
^ awfully, awfully hard, dash •It--and I
Just felt like a jolly, cad--or fool.
Couldn’t tell which
Painfal Experience of Mrs.
Stephens. Husband Tries in
Vain to Obtain Relief.
Pontotoc, Miss/—“All night long,"
eays Mrs. P. G. Stephens, of this
place, "I would suffer with my back,
and I had such dragging down pains
I could not stand it to walk or ride,
(pr it would put me in bed.
My health had been had for two
years. My husband got the” best doc- ]
tors that he knew, but their medicine
did me no good.
I used Oardul, the woman’s tonic,
and it put me on my feet again. I
am feeling as well as I did when I
was 16 years old.
I used about 7 bottles in all, and
Cnrdui has helped me more than any-
thing that I used.
I took lots of other medicines, but
they did me no good.
As long as I live, I won’t be with-
out Cardui in the house."
As a remedy for weak, tired, worn-
out women, who suffer from any of
the aches and pains caused by wom-
anly troubles. Cardui has l)%en proven
safe and reliable.
Composed of gentle-acting, herb in-
gredients, Its action is mild and natur-
al, and it has no bad after-effects. It
Is therefore harmless forj oung or old.
It has helped others, and should
certainly help you, too.
Try it.
N, n.—Write toi l.ndleft’ AdvUory
Dept., t'linttiiuooicn Mcdleln© Co., Chnt-
tnnooRii, Trnn., for Pprctnl Innt ruc-
tion*, und UI-puKC book, "Home Trent*
ment for Women,” seut In pluln wrap-
per, on request.
All Hs Wanted Was Just Plain Eggs
A youth entered one of the "ham-'
and-row" cafes on Grand nvenue-and
ordered eggs. "Up or over?" asked
the man behind the counter. "I Just
want eggs,” replied the prospective
diner. "But do you want pen) up or
over?” repeated the waiter, aild again
the guest asserted that l)e desired
"only eggs ” The third time the.party
of the second part Insisted on ills
query, whereupon the patron, with a
sigh of despair, said "I guess I’ll take
a Btcak ”—Kansas City Star.
Kidney Trouble Caused Terrible
Misery.
Mrs. J. S. Downs, 219 N- Sixth St.,
Chickasha, Okla., says: "My back
across my kidneys became so lame I
could hardly move. My limbs cramp-
ed and stiffened and
I felt completely
worn out. Nervous-
ness and headaches
kept me In an un-
strung condition and
frequent passages of
the kidney secretions
added to my discom-
fort. I was soon re-
lieved, however, after
W I began taking Doan's
Kidney Pills and when 1 had used
four boxes, I felt like another woman."
“When Your Back Is Lame, Remem-
ber the Name—DOAN’S.” 60c all stores.
Foster-Mllburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.
Lulnbago,’ Rheumatism and Chilblains
There is nothing that gives so quick
benefit as Hunt’s Elghtning Oil. Tho
very minute it Is rubbed on the im-
provement is noticed. For over thirty
years this Liniment has been*acknowl-
edged to be the best for these troubles.
Every druggist will recommend it.
Price 25c and 60c per Bottle.
The Largest Bell*.
"Great. Paul," the bell of St. Paul’s
Cathedral, in London, weighs nearly
17 tons and is nearly 30 feet around.
The first "Big Ben" of Westminster
was <*ast more than 50 years ago and
weighed more than 14 tons. But “Big
Ben" had a crack and was cast over,
losing some weight, and the clapper
was made smaller, now being, about
600 pounds instead of a ton. The
great bell, “Peter of York," cost $10,-
000, weighs about 13 tons and Is 21
feet in diameter.
The largest hanging bell in the
world is In the great Buddhist monas-
tery near Canton. It is 18 feet In
height and 40 feet in circumference,
being cast In solid bronze. This Is one
of the eight monster bells that were
cast by command of Emperor Tung
Lo about A. D. 1400. It cost the lives
of eight men, who were killed in the
process of casting.
Pnxtine Antiseptic sprayed into the
nasal passages is a surprisingly suc-
cessful remedy for catarrh. At drug-
gists, 25c a box or sent postpaid on re-
ceipt of price by The Paxton Toilet
Co., Boston, Mass.
Appropriate.
WiHis-—Why do you call your ma-
chine a "she?"
Gilils—It Is said to be the “last
word" .Jn an automobile construction.
—Judge.
Wanted to Know.
He—My father weighed only four
pounds at his birth.
She—Good Gracious! Did he live?
Hie Opportunltyi
“Going.to Wombat's wedding, over
on the north side?”
“Not I. I was engaged to the girl.
Wombat cut me out.”
"Well, come to the wedding. You
may get a chance to biff him in the
Jaw witti nn old shoe."
Important to Mothers
Examine carefully every bottle of
CASTOBIA, a safe and sure remedy for
Infants ami children, and-Bee that II
I^earB tho
Signature of__
In Use For Over 30 Years.
Children Cry for Fletcher’s Castoria !,
« ini'ii • ii, uim ty< <* i nui n
The One Sure Thing.
“We can always be sure of one
thing,” said the wise man. .
“What Is that?” asked the foolish
one. •
"That we ure never stiro of any-
thing.”
We Can and We Do.
“It has been demonstrated that we
can have plays without w6rds.”
“Yes. Also that we can have plays
without actors.”
TO JOIUYK Ol'T MALARIA
\ M» HI l 1.1 > I I* THE NTSTFM
Tnkn ........ u U< -\ I. * I A - 1 K! .K-
('IIII I I ''Nli V ki » .1 y<»u a ' •• t« i if
Thu formula is lalnly printed < n ovary hottlo,
■ howlua it Is hluipif umlnou *1 Iron In a tanu-i'-kc
form, and th< uiog efT luftl form, lor grown
people a d chil li i, emu.
Rather Disinterested.
“Let nie take your sister apart.”
“Don't Sh<A is all broken up, fis it
WHAT YOU NEED
When the appetite is poor_
When the stomach is weak—
When the bowels are clogged_
When you are run-down—>
Is a short course of
HOSTETTER’S
STOMACH
BITTERS
IT TONES—STRENGTHENS—
INVIGORATES •
Try a bottle today and be con.
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wvw«
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1C 1
A QUARTER CENTURY
BEFORE THE PUBLIC
Ovlir Fivo Million I:reo Samples ’
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The Constant and hu^easing
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QH A PTE R VII.
Confidences.
This beautiful ore attire had pro
posed to me!
By Jove, that's what It amounted to
practically; and now. as she said, It
was up to me Yet I couldn't say a
word!
"Well, what must I do about tho
| other one?” she Insisted
The question reminded me of the
entanglement to which her frank slrti
pi 1 city ha<^ «•< tif«. -i-d And she ox
ported nie, of nil othefs, to toll her
what to do' Hooked up Into the ra-
diant, crimsoned lace as she bent
tor ward slightly, her lips parted, her
• yes eager expectant She was hang-
ing upon my reply.
I coughed slightly "That question
is hardly fair, you know," I said mean-
ingly. “You ree. It hits me rather
i personally ”
“Oh!” she said.
I nodded and tried to find her hand
as I looked down.
“So that's where the shoes plnc.tv
*■!’’ And she whistled thoughtfully.
‘ (TO BE CONTINUED.)
Many a man loses time trying to
explain a mistake H he might util-
ize fn making others.
"That horrible weal her"—how pleasant It
really is w ii' Q you uro wuil ; Gmlield Tea
helps always.
We all admire a man who says just
what he thluks about other people
Many a fellow who puts up a good
front ls*talked about behind his back.
Allen’s Foot-Ease, thr antl^ptlc
powder for the feeL Are ym *
trifle sensitive about the size of
your ahoea? Many people wear
ahoss a alze inml.er by shaking
Allen’s FooUEaae Into them. If
yon have tired, swollen, hot,
tender foet, Allen'a Foot-Ease glvea
,F ^ luMant rel TRY IT TO DAY.
b ,v^s <ld everywhere, ¥5 eta. Do not
\^pJL ‘accept any aubktltufe.
tmt TRIAL PACK ACE tent by mall.
"!i«*fifing Mother Gray's Sweet Powders, >
EoaI (bib " t In* l>e«t meil ln« for Feverlah,sickly i
rum Last.. ,Soil by Dnireiata every-;
where. Trial inu'ki^s FRf Z. AiMreeeS
j ALI.FN S. OLMSTED. LE ROY. N. Y.J
i)pa,jprc of this PaPerdesirinRtobur
P Lull LI 5 jinyjhing advertised in its col-
umns should inf i t upon having what they
ask for.ref using all sub&itutesor Imitation*
NO ONE STRONGER THAN HIS STOMACH.
The celebrated Dr. Abcrncthy of London was firmly of the opinion that dlsor*
ders of the atomach were the most prolific source of human ailments in general. A
recent medical writer nays: “ every feeling, emotion and affection reports at (ho
stomach (through the system of nerves) and the stomach in affected accordingly.
It is the vital center of the body * * * * ,M He continues, “ so wo may t>o
said to live (through ) the stomach." He goes on to show that the stomach is
the vital center of the bod?. 1 or weak stomachs and the consequent indigestion
or dyspepsia, and the multitude of various diseases which result therefrom, no
medicine can be better suited as a curative agent than
Or. Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery.
“Several months ago I suffered from asevere pain right
under the Breast bone,” writes Mum. G. M. Mubkkn, of
Corona, Calif. “Had suffered from It, off and on, for sov-
er 'I y. .■*§. I ; •■ ! ' * <* . rt -burn, did not Ur- v
what w as tho matter w ith me. I tried several medicines
’ it they d I mo iui gi.< d. 1 .1 was toid It my
liver. 1 did not, dare to eat us It made me worse. When*
ever I swallowed anything It seemed that I would faint *16
hurt so, I grow very thin und weak from not eating. Was
told to take l»r. Pierce’s Golden Medical DIscoYery. I took
Ayi #psllvo 1 -ttl' S of it, and could feel my-' 'f getting better from
ftH' V’1"' ilr ’ do.se. 1 could eat a little w ’!, tat pain and grew
VfllVir i strong fast., Tonlay 1 atn strung and wi ll and can do a big
K' 'fmf 11 ia * day’s work with ease. Can eat every thing and have put on
11 : r' , ;7V flesh wonderfully, I will say to all sullereri wrtto lo Dt.
Uua Mi.rzen. Pierce, lie has my undying gratitude."
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The Okarche Times. (Okarche, Okla.), Vol. 21, No. 3, Ed. 1 Friday, May 17, 1912, newspaper, May 17, 1912; Okarche, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc858990/m1/3/: accessed April 23, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.