Oklahoma State Register. (Guthrie, Okla.), Vol. 21, No. 42, Ed. 1 Thursday, March 6, 1913 Page: 3 of 8
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*0 TDK f> mill
Cy Iceland, for many years
a re-
r hors in Aanaus, whom I
ins kiiuw in oklahoma, I p J C *
wing lu uis political rem- I "*vAl^5*P|
in Uie Kansas Lit} Star, I UVl
(it some cnaracters in this — ■ w
publican war hors
many persons
liasthe folio
inescences in
that might fit
state:
"But to illustrate that there was
some honor and some uuseliidn im-
pulses in the politics of those days
1 mu.i add tuat uunng this same sen-
atorial election a man in Si. josepii,
Aio., a democrat, and a personal
friend of a republican candiuate tor
the United Slates Senate in Kan- (
sas, a man who had no interest in
the election except the interest of
personal friendship, sent $1U,0UU in
currency to the committee to he
used to aid in the election o£ this
candidate. When the candidate with-
drew the money was promptly re-
turned.
tor's, im teVrw*.. «au rt
not without that If Im wara
left to hlmse'f, f ie ware permitted
to follow his on i i.iclinati ins, the re-
lation bVt.wf ' n 1-im> '' and the i o
women mlcht ha e uoon . nearer one
still and d'-ere • one, Jet, neverthe-
less, the shoe;.lug i* Jiir^emef ,une
to J">r w ith sudden, sharp surprise.
1 We may be perf .itly certain, abso-
1 lutely sure, of a coming event, but
I when it doc.* cccur its t Jio< \ is fell i:
5*^ ' spite of prev i:s assur.uie We ma
R* ; watch the dying and prav for d<'ath tc.
C*0 ■ end anguish, and krow tliat it is coni
j lng, but when the last low breath ha
$ ♦< gone, it is as much of a shock to ti
as if it had not been expected, or even
dreamed of.
___ — Th*4 announcement of the name wn
shattering to her conM^nv 81:
.. .. . — knew very well why Arrelsford wouio
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Being the Happening* of 1 night
in Richmond in the spiing of '65
Th« Play by
William Gillette
By
Cynii Townsend Brady
lUaetratiou by Edgar Bert Smith
Uopyrlifht 1V13 by IXxltl. M«*ou X Company
SYNOPSIS.
rejoice to find Thorne guilty of any
thing, and she would have discounted
This is the story of a legislator CHAPTER I—Mrs. Varnev, wife nf
who couldn't bring himself to the ^nfed«rate wneral. has lost one son ana
point of offering a prayer after had relurtantly gives
accepted a $1,000 bribe to vote lor a *
candidate for the United States Sen-
ate iu the Kansas Legislature. It
happened a long time ago iu a sen-
atorial election in which money was
being freely used. Two members
of the legislature were rooming to-
gether and one of them told me the
story as I tell it now. One of these
members was a \ery religious man.
He owed me $750 at the time. The
day after the senator had been elec-
ted he came to me and said he wan-,
ted to talk to me a minute and we I
walked around the capitol suuare, and c t)« while Edith i i> the room to cet
i,„ Slid tic had made a loan in To- ! "Ie rr>mmlFsion, i,ut Is prevented hv th-
he saw he naa maue a loau iu .iu ( arrival ft Caroline Mitford, Wilfred's
peka, at a reasonable rate of inter- , «weetheart.
est, and he would be able to pay adtpr vi
me the money he owed me. He took t
from his pocket two $500 bills and
' handed them to me. 1 said X would | The, Confidence of Edith Varney.
have to go to the bank and get them > Mrs. Varney had, of course, divined
changed, as he owed me only $700 toward whom Arrelsford's suspicion
of the amount. He replied that he pointed. She had been entirely cer-
didn't want any change and that he tain before he had mentioned the
would draw on me for the amount name that the alleged spy or traitor
after the adjournment of the iegis- couj,3 t,e none other than her daugli-
lature. He said he didn't need any ter,g {riend. indee(j> it would not ba
from wou'.ids. fcShe
„ „ consent for Wil-
fred, the youngrest, to join th** army If
his father consents. The federals :tre
making th^lr last assault In an effort to
capture Richmond.
CHAPTER II—Edith Vnmey azures
/rorn President Davis a commission for
Capt. Thorne who Is Just recovering
from wounds, as chief of the telegraph
at Richmond.
CHAPTER TTI—Capt. Thorne tells
Edith he has heen ordered She
declares h<* must not go and tells him of
the commission from the president. He
\u strangely agitated and declares he can-
not accept.
CHAPTER IV—Thorne deol*1ea to es-
toward th* ntr window; "we nnat
•top It."
Mrs. Varney stood aa If rooted to
the floor.
' Well." said the girl, in great sur-
prise, "if you aren't coming. I will go
myself."
These words awakened her mother
to action.
"Walt. Edith," she said.
Now, and for the first time. Edith
noticed Mr. Arrelsford, who had
stepped back and away from her
mother. She replied to his salutation
with a cold and distant bow. The
man's face flushed; he turned away.
"Hut mamma, the inert outside," per-
sisted the girl.
"Walt, my dear." said her mother,
taking her gently by the arm: "I must
tell you something. It will be a great
shock to you. I am afraid."
"What is it. mamma? HaB father
I tho Arafktor stabbaraly. appa* fe„r why waa It that bar
antty entirely unconvinced. | not more subitsntlally baaoi
"No; these are facta. We had .tonaa during? she asked herself. "Mamma,"
in here," answered her mother;
"caui ht him off his guard, and found
the incriminating paper on him."
"But he has not said it was for—"
persisted Edith desperately.
"Not yet," whispered Mr. Arrels-
ford, "but he will. You may be sure
of that; we have means to—Oh, Tor-
she wailed, "it can't be." She buried
her face in her hands for a moment!
and then tore them away and conJ
fronted her mother boldly. "Won't)
you leave me alone for a little whllej
mamma?" she asked plaintively. "I)
must get—"
"I will go to Howard; I will be baclD
poral," he broke off eagerly, looking (n a short time, my dear," said he
toward the door where the corporal
stood, his hand at salute. "Well, speak
out. what does he say?"
I "Nothing, sir."
| "What have you done with him?"
j "Strung him up three times, and—"
| "Well, string him up again," snarled
I Arrelsford. "If he won't speak, shoot
I it out of him, kill the dog. We don't
| need his evidence anyway, there's
enough without it."
j "There is nothing,"
tersely.
I "Ry miiluirht," answered Arrels-
sald Edith
or—"
"No, no, not that," snld Mrs. Var-
nev. "A man we have trusted as a , „ , „ .. .
onspira- ford. ">ou shall have all tl*e proof
"Ther
friend has shown himself
tor, a spy, a traitor."
"Who is it?" cried the girl, at the
same time instinctively divining—how
or why she could not tell, and that
Ihouirht smote her afterward—to
whom the reference was being made.
Mrs Varney naturally hesitated to
the name. Arrelsford, carried
by his passion for the girl und
red for Thorne, was not so
He stepped toward her.
tile gentleman, Miss Varney,
attentions you have been
to accept in the place of
he burst out bitterly.
nanner and his meaning were
unmistakable. The girl stared at him
v. ith a white, haughty face. In Bpite of
her trembling lips. Mechanically she
thrust the envelop** with the commla-
sion into her belt, and confronted the
man who loved her and whom she dhJ
not love, who accused of this hateful
thing the man whom, in the twinkling
it ti
if
you at the tele-
d :re to go with
mine,
is no proof to have," per-
sisted n<" e-irl.
"I will
graph of
me."
"Dare!
with you, !Vr tlu i —'
"I will call fo - vo
then," said Arreh.fi
the door.
"Walt," interrupt
are you going to do?"
"I am going to let him get this pa-
per," said Arrelsford. coming back to
the table. "He will know what they
want him to do, and then we'll see
him try to do It."
"You are going to spy on him, are
you?"
til go anywhere, even
lu.t—"
for ,nii in half an hour,
n.'l . 1, going toward
Edith; "what
money.
Afterwards I talked to the legisla-
tor who roomed with him, and i told
him about the mcmuer paying me the
two $j00 bills. He said he would
tell me an amusing tiling tiiat hap-
pened in connection with those bills.
. "1 had roomed with him for sev-
eral weeks," this member told me.
"and I always noticed that before
^iie went to bed he always knell and
prayed for about a minute. On the
day ho 'received, these two $500 bills
1 heard about the bribe he had ac-
cepted, and i was anxious to see
what he would do. He had never
failed to kneel and pray and
wondered if he would have the nerve
to do it with this tainted mon \ in
his pocket. So 1 lay awake until
he came in that night. Finally he
arrived, and undressed. It was his
habit to pile his clothes' on a chair
by the side of his bed but on this
occasion 1 observed tiiat he carefully
folded his vest and placed it under
his pillow. A light was shining
stretching the truth to say that Thorn#
was her friend as well as her daugh-
"Attack Tonight. Plan 3. Use
graph," She Read.
arv ordinary accusation that he
brought against him, but the train of
the circumstances was so complete in
this case and the coincidences so un-
explainable upon any other theory, the
•nee so convincing, that she was
d to admit that Arrelsford was
him as a drawing card. If he am-
ounted to anything as a ball player
you may depend upon it that one or
a million scouts would have spotted evl
him wnen he was playing in the for'
hush league." fully justified in his suspicion, and |
Rare courage is Thorpe's. His that without regard to the fact that
prompt confessioii, his contrition, his he was a rejected suitor of her daugh-
Uetermination to attempt to climb ter's.
the steepest hill rather than to coast Surprise, horror and conviction
down a smooth toboggan with bags jn her soul, and were mirrored
^ jjgj. face Arrelsford saw and dl-
ined what was passing In her mind,
liien
she realized she did love,
daughter turned to her
'I am going to prove what he Is."
"Then <prova It openly at once. It
Is shameful to let such a suspicion
rest upon an honorable man. Let
him come in here, and—"
"It is impossible." * .
"Then do something, something, but
1 do it now!" cried the girl. "You will
Mr. Arrelsford who makes thli BOon know that he Is Innocent, you
on?" she asked. ! must know It. Walt! You Bay the
' said Arrelsford, again an- prisoner In Llbby Is his brother—
for Mrs. Varney, "since you that's what you said—Ills brother.
bring him here. Go to the prison and
bring that man here."
"What?"
"Let them meet. Bring them face
: '-oach fpnelJ
:irpent. HI9
action. Rhoi
and shranW
wish to know. From the first I have
had my suspicions about this—"
But Edith did not wait for him to
finish his sentence. She turned away
I of money under each arm, are rti-
umphs pheliminary to the champion
athlete's latest and toughest contest
—a wrestling match with Pride.
i OIUiOT BALLOT FOR CHILI)
Mother love Stronger than Suffrage
for a Hiker.
and, eager to strike while the iron was
hot, bent forward open-mouthed to
continue his line of reasoning and de- , Thnrno
nunciatlon, but Mrs. Varney checked thing to me about jCaptain ™orne.
him. She laid her finger upon her lips . Are you afraid to say
and pointed with the other hand to j
the front of the house.
from him with loathing, and moved to face, then you can Bee whether-
rapidly toward the front window. "You mean bring them together
"Where are you going?" asked Ar- here?"
relsford. "Yes."
"For Captain Thorne."
"Not now," he said peremptorily.
The color flamed In the girl's cheek
again
Baltimore Feb. 25.—Ac
through the window from the street ment against the claim the antis,
and i saw him turn out the light and that the nuest of the vote is a men-
contrary to his custom, he inline- 11(.e to the maternal and domestic In-
diately jumped into bed without of-
fering the usual prayely The old
fellow had decided that it was no
time to pray.
"What!" exclaimed the Confederate
Becret service agent; "is he there?"
Mrs. Varney nodded.
"He may be. He went out to the
summer-house some time ago to wait
Gen." Rosalie Jones and the for Edith; they were going over to
the on-tQ-Washington army Caroline Mitford's later on. I saw
and caught an early train today for hjm gQ down the walk
her home in lebanon, Pa. in re- mv
stinct, .Mrs. W. T. Williams bade fare-
well to
rest of
JAMES THORI'E, WRESTLER sponse to a telegram saying that
"Do ydu suppose my men could have
alarmed him?
asked ArrelBford,
Colliers.
To one of the litles uuad of Am-
erican athletes who led in a proces-
sion around the arena at Stockhold
on the last day of the 1912 Olympic
games, the King of Sweden said:
"You, sir, are the most marvelous
athlete in the world." James Thorpe
had earned this distinction by win-
ning both the Pentathlon (five va-
ried events) and the Decathlon (ten).
Yet half a year later Thorpe enter-
ed
Decathlon—a certain wrestling bout. I
one of her children had the measles. . .
■ Never shall it be said that we neatly perturbed at this unexpected
suffragettes are callous to the call development.
of the home," said General Rosalio "I don't know. They were all at the
when she received Mrs. William's back windows. They didn't seem to
resignation. "Your response to the make much noise. I Buppose not. You
call of your child will not be lost have a description of the man for
on the enemies of our cause." whom the letter was Intended?"
The army took a second day's rest "Yes, at the office; but I remember
in Baltimore today.
Speech making and social calls on
the local suffragists marked the day
with a special public meeting in a
it perfectly."
"Does it fit this—this Captain
Thorne?"
"You might as well know sooner or
ei nail a jrai miri ■ uuipc cuwi- , , f .... f fh„ loll nugili. no wci. ruut
a contest-even harder than the ; T'hp „ rt „ (lissensio„ be. later, Mrs. Varney, that there is no
athlon-a certain wrestling bout. I tween (;enera| Jones and Colonel Captain Thorne. This I. an assumed
By his own confession a few weeks aft wag offlciRl,y denled and bofh name, and the man you hare In your
,a®°.. /ono ' leaders linked arms and beamed up- house is Lewis Dumont."
L)o you mean he came here to—"
teur because In the summers ^1909 , on the ,nterviewers today.
The march to Washington was
and 1910 he had played base
ws. sa&t -T
promptly and J" "" (r'm ItT«. Jhrnned will com, tb,
questioned that the American press . , . .. ' , .. „„_uki
, , .. . | final day s hike to the capital.
making up its mind overnight, voted
him more sympathy than censure.
Pitied and forgiven as widely and I
suddenly advertised as ever the poet I
Byron was, Thorpe discovered that
his mere presen , behind footlights
had become wo h $500 a week—at
his finger tips a small fortune!
Instead of snathching at It he pack
ed his suit case this week to start for
Marlin Springs, Tex., to report for
spring baseball practice with the
"As if the prisoner were trying to
escape?"
"Exactly."
"There is something in that," said
Mr. Arrelsford, you have Bald some- 1 Arrelsford; "when do you suggest—"
"Now."
"I am willing to try it, but it de-
'Miss Varney," answered Arrelsford pends upon you. Can you keep
hotly, "if you—if you—" j Thorne here?"
"Edith," said Mrs. Varney, "Mr. Ar- ' I can."
relsford haB good reasons for not "It won't take more than half an
meeting Captain Thorne now." ] hour. Be out there on the veranda.
I should think he had," returned When I tap on the glass bring him
the girl swiftly; "for a man who made into this room and leave him alone.
such a charge to his face would not
live to make it again."
"My dear, my dear," said her moth-
er, gently but firmly, "you don't un-
derstand, you don't-
And I can rely upon you to give him
no hint or sign that we suspect—"
"Mr. Arrelsford!" said the girl, in-
dignant and haughty, and her mother
stepped swiftly toward her, looking at
Mamma," said the girl, "this man h|m contemptuously, as if he should
has left his desk in tfie war depart- 1 have known that such an action would
Children Cry
FOR FLETCHER'S
CA STO RIA
<;i:HM V\ IXVEXTOIl FINDS WAY TO
WALK OX WATER.
Oakland. Cal„ Feb. 21.—Walking on
water isn't a myth. Its a reality. J.
"He came to this town, to thl
house," said Arrelsford vindictively,
his voice still subdued but full of fury,
"knowing yojjr position, the Influence
of your name, your husband's rank
and service, for the sole purpose of
getting recognlied as a reputable per-
son, so that he would be less likely
to be suspected. He has corrupted
your servants—you saw old Jonas—
and he has contrived to enll^the pow-
erful support of your daughter. Hl
aim Is the war department telegraph
office. He is friendly with the men at
that office. What else he hasn't done
New York Giants, at a salary of. Gross a German inventor has been or wll^t he haa' ,ha Lord only kno
startling the folks of the San Francis- But Washington is not the only place
co bay country by sauntering over the where they have a secret service; we
waters as easily as the average per- have one at Rtchmond. Whatever
son saunters along the streets. Gross' game he plays, It is one that two can
collapsible shoes are responsible for play; and now it Is my play."
the ease with which he can travel ov- i The patter of light footsteps was
er the waves. ( I heard oh the stf^rs, a flash of white
When in use they are blown up with Baen through the open door into the
air and when not In use they can be j,p]j dim]y lighted, and Edith Varney
folded up and carried In a suit case, i came u] B,mogt breathleSBiy, Into
Cross doesn t confine his antics to r00m she had ch d her Arele$
uuv v."•n*'- -— - —a— —o- walking. He can run, jump, or guide. | _ .. ..... . . . , ^
ue team will do so merely to carry He uses the paddle to keep his balance, i and lf Caroline Mitfora nad been
there, she would have knqwn certainly
about one-fifth as much as he could
make In vaudeville. The Roman mob
In the bleacher seats at the Polo
Grounds is not expected to show
much mercy if he proves himself a
"dub" and not many of the baseball
experts are sanguine about his
chances to make good in such fast
company as the pennant-winning club
of the National League. One man-
ager even sneeringly remarks: "Any-
one who signs him for a major leag-
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118 W. Oklahoma Ave
from the little air of festivity about
her clean but faded and darned,
sprigged and flowered white muslin
frock that she was going to accept
the invitation. In one hand she held
her hat, which she swung carelessly
by Its long faded ribbons, and In the
other that official envelope which had
come to her from the President of the
Confederacy. She called to her moth-
er as she ran down.
"Mamma!" Her face waa white and
her voice was pitched high, fraught
with excited Intensity. "Under my
window, In the rosebushes, at the back
of the house! They're hurting some-
body frightfully, I am sure!"
Bhe burst Into the room with the
last word. Mrs. Vameir stared at her,
understanding fully who, In all prob-
ability, was being roughly dealt with
in the rosebushes, and realizing what
a terrible effect such dlscloeuree aa
aha had listened to would produo*
anon the mlad at the «lzL.
ment so that he can have the pleasure
of persecuting me."
rtoth the mother and the rejected
suitor noticed her identification of
herself with Captain Thorne in the
Iironoun "me," one with sinking heart
and the other with suppressed fury.
"H ' has never attempted anything
active in the service before," contin-
ued Edith, "and when I asked him to
face the man he accuses, he turns like
a coward!"
"Mrs. Varney, if she thinks—"
"I think nothing," said the girl fu-
riously; "I know that Captain Thome's
character is above suspicion."
Arrelsford sneered.
"His character! Where did ha
come from—what Is he?"
"For that matter," said Edith in-
tensely, "where did you come from,
and what are you?"
"That is not the question," was the
abrupt reply.
"Neither," said the girl, "is it the
question who he is. If it were, I'd an-
swer it—I'd tell you that he Is a sol-
dier who has fought and been wound-
ed In the service, while you—"
Arrelsford made a violent effort to
control himself under this bitter jib-
ing and goading, and to his credit suc-
ceeded in part.
"We are not so sure of that, Miss
Varney," he said more coolly.
"But I am sure," answered the girl.
"Why, he brought us letters from
Stonewall Jackson himself."
Has It occurred to you that Gen-
eral Jackson waa dead before his let-
ters were pf*>sented?" asked Arrels-
ford quickly.
"What does that signify if he wrote
them before he was killed?"
"Nothing certainly," assented the
other, "if he wrote them."
"The signatures and the letters were
verified."
"They may have been written for
some one else and this Thorne may
have possessed himself of them by
fraud, or—"
"Mr. Arrelsford," cried the girl,
more and more angry, "If you mean—"
"My dear child," aaid Mrs. Varney,
"you don't understand. They have
proofs of a conspiracy. The Yankees
are going to try to break through our
lines tonight, some one Is going to use
the telegraph, and two men In the
northern secret service hare been
sent here to do this work. One is la
Llbby prison. Our faithful Jonas has
been oorrupted. He went there today
and took a meesage from oue and
brought it here to deliver to the other.
Tbey are trying to make him apeak
be Impossible for either of them.
Arrelsford gazed at them a minute
or two, smiled triumphantly, and
passed out of the room.
"Mamma, mamma!" moaned the
girl, her eyes shut, her hand extend-
ed. "Mamma," she repeated In an-
guish.
"I am here, Edith dear; I am here,"
said Mrs. Varney, coming toward her
and taking her tenderly In her arms.
"Do you think—do you think—that
he—-he could be what they say?" Her
hand fell upon the commission in her
mother, gently laying her hand on hed
daughter's bent head.
Left alone, the girl took the commla-j
sion from her belt, opened ItJ
PUjoothe'd It out, and read it through,
as lf bewildered and uncomprehend^
ing. She folded It up again, anfl
walked slowly over to one of the front!
windows, drew aside the curtains, anil
pushed it open. All was still. Sh«
listened for she knew not what. There]
was a footstep from the far end oB
the walk leading from the summerM
house, a footstep she knew. Edith)
moved rapidly away from the windowi
to the table and stood by It, her hand]
resting upon It, her knees fairly trem4
bllng in her emotion, as she waitedj
Tho next moment the open spaosl
framed the figure of Captain Thorne,
He entered fearlessly, but when his
eye fell upon her there wns something!
so strained about her attitude that m
spark of suspicion was kindled in hia
soul. Yet his action was prompt)
enough, lie came instantly toward]
her and took her hand.
"MIsb Varney," he said.
/Edith watched his ai
nated, as a bird by a
touch awakened her to
snatched her hand awa
back.
"No; don't touch me!" she cried. ,
lie looked at her in am emcnt. Thai
spark of suspicion burst Into flame,|
but she recovered herself Instantly.
"Oh, It was you," she fallen d. Sha|
forced a smile to her lips. "How pern
fectly absurd I am. I am sure I ouphtl
to be ashamed of myself. Come, let *
go out on the'veranda. I want to tall4
to you about so many things*
There's—there's half an hour—yet be4
fore we must go to Caroline's."
She had possessed herself of hill
hand again as she spoke. She nor
stepped swiftly toward tha wtndowj
He followed her reluctantly until ther
reached the opening^ She stepped!
through it and archly looked back; atj
iiim, still In the room.
"Hew lovely Is the night," she sa!d(
with tender persuasiveness, "Coma/
with me."
The man looked around him hastily^
Every moment was precious to him.
Did Mies Varney know? If so, what!
did she know? What was to be gained!
or lost by half an hour's delay on hia
part? He drew out his watch and|
glanced at It swiftly. There waaj
time. He would never see her again^
He might say he would possibly nevei'
see anyone again after the hazards of!
this night. He was entitled to on«
brief moment of happiness. How long
had she said? Half an hour. H«
would take it.
"Aren't you coming, Capiali*
Thorne?" cried the girl from tlia
porch, all the coquettish witchery o*
youth and the South in her voice.
"I am coming," answered the officer^
deliberately stepping through the wln«
dow, "for just half an hour," he added)
"That will be time enough," replied
the girl, toughing. t
(Continued next week!
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ORKAT NORTHKHN Sl'.KI' CO.
Ml Koin St. Koc-kford. Illiiwi*
"Where Did You Come From, and
What Are YouT"
belt. "This commission I got for him
this afternoon—"
"Yes?"
"The commission, you know, from
the President, for the telegraph serv-
ice—why, he refused to take it," her
voice rose and rang* triumphantly
through the room; "he refused to take
itl That doesn't look as lf he wanted
to use the telegraph to betray us."
"Refused! That's impoasible!" said
her mother.
"He aald that it was for ma that he
couldn't take It."
"For you! Then It Is true," an-
swered Mri. Varney.
"No, no," said the girl; "dont say
It"
"Yes," said her mother; "the Infa-
mous—" The girl tried to stifle with
her hand upon her mother's llpa tha
worda, but Mrs. Varney ahook off her
hand. "The spy, the traitor,"
oat there to'tell who— Our oountry,
Mr oause, la at staka.- '
"No, no!" erted tha girl, bat as afca^
SOON UK KEI-AY I'K VM WINS
The Kansas City Athletic Club held
its big indoor track meet ior tha
Missouri Valley schools Saturday
night in convention hall at Kansas
City, Missouri. Because of its treat
ubiiitj in negotiating the mile race
the Sooner relay team was invit"d to
run at the meet. The different in-
stitutions were pilrc-l against each
other in c'ual races Tho Sooner
team was put in competition with tho
fast aggregation from the University
01' Nebr.iska and defeated the Corn-
buskers in the fas', tlim. of throe
minutes and forty-one seconds. The
University (•' Missouri won Us race
in two secci'ci less time. This victory
speaks well for the Soonera for they
were in the fastest company afforded,
by the western universities. Tiio
Oklahomans who represented tha
States University are as follow*:
Captain Daniel McIntosh of Checotah
Fred Hansen of Granfield, John Jac-
obs of Mangum and Tom l^jwrejj o£
Guthrie.
Law Office Supplies
NatirlM' 8uppll« . according
forma I TypowrlUr •uppi'ao.
Lav«v«rt' Docket Cover®, etc. We mako
^UI * ef Lawyers' Brief.. We • ee
hav«^ a complete line of U. 8. Commlir
•innsra' Blank* for the Weetom Dletrlof
fj S court RuDb.r at««pe end Swle.
Meal File* n<! Filers fer tmell meroh-
nt«' convenient erceunte.
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