Cimarron Valley Clipper (Coyle, Okla.), Vol. 11, No. 37, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 1, 1912 Page: 4 of 6
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lian Costume
I know not If her eyes are light
As summer skies on darkest night—
I only know that they are dim
With mystery. In vain I peer
To make their hidden meaning clear.
While o'er their surface, like a tear
That ripples to the silken brim.
XVI I DIUUi.
THAT IS
TO BE
A look of longing seems to swim
All worn and wearyllke to me;
And then, as suddenly, my sight
Is blinded with a smile so bright,
Through folded lids I still may see
My bride, my bride that Is to be.
—James Whitcomb Riley.
M’INTOSH
Mrs. Hanson’s Presentment
By EMMA SANDERSON
(Copyright, xyii. by Ass'-ciated Literary Lresa.)
"What makes you bake so much at
once?” asked James Hanson of his
■wife as she stood looking meditative-
ly at the array of pies, cookies and
crullers which gave testimony of her
morning's work.
It was some little time before Mrs.
Hanson answered; she seemed to be
considering whether she would say
what was In her mind.
"You will need them nil during
the next few days, James," she an-
nounced finally. "For—I am going
hence tonight."
"Going hence!” Mr. Hanson repent-
ed "What In the world do you mean
by that?"
“Just what I say, James,” Mrs. Han-
son replied with convincing finality.
"I know that tonight would be my
last one bo 1 hnvo things all ready to
leave. There won't be any too much
on hand with all the relatives com-
ing. You know what an appetite
Henry Benedict always has.”
"Mary!” said Mr. Hnnson, coming
nearer to his wife and looking criti-
cally at her, “do you feel cold or In
a chill?"
| “No, not a bit,-" the answer came
calmly.
, "Hot then?”
"No, not hot either. I fee! remark-
ably well considering what Is before
me tonight. I have the bedrooms
ready, too,” she added, with satisfac-
tion. "I have made up a bed in the
east room; I thought It would do well
enough for Henry.”
“Mary, Mary! What alls you?”
broke In Mr. Hanson, now thorough-
ly aroused to the awfulness of the
occasion and with a long lost look of
tenderness creeping over his grim
face. "Do you mean to say that pou
really believe that you are going to—
to die—tonight?"
“Certainly," responded Mrs. Han-
son, "I know It."
"Come, Mary, now, and elt quietly
while I go after Dr. Jones; he’ll rea-
son you out of this and tell you what
a wrong Idea you have In your
mind.” Mr. Hanson made himself
ready In haste, noticing meanwhile
the nlr of preparation that the whole
house presented. Upstairs on the
best dresser stood a huge bouquet of
sweet peas of Mary’s own raising
which breathed out a welcoming fra-
grance. The entire effect sent his
heart to his throat and he hastened
out with anxiety on his face.
He was gone rajly a few minutes,
however,
“The doctor isn't In. nor won't be
until evening.” he announced Item
bltngly. "How are you feeling now.
Mary?"
"It's Just as well he wnsn't there.
James," his wife answered cheerfully
"You know I'm not going till tonight,
anyway"
''What would you say, Mary, to get-
'ting out for a ride? It's a beautiful
day and It might do you good." Mr
Hanson suggested, at his wits' end
to know what to do next.
“Why, 1 think that would be very
p!eas*nt We might as well make the
best of the time and I haven't been
beyond Main street in more than two
years "
Once more Mr. Hanson hurried out.
this time to return with u comfortable
vehicle Then followed the task of
helping Mary get ready, which he ful
filled dutifully
"Your bonnet doesn't look very well
and your eoat isn't what it ought to
be; you'd better get some new things
when you feel like looking around a
little" with his voice full of o mo ,
meniary hope that Mary's strange j
fancy was passing even now as ;
quickly as it had come. Not so. how j
ever.
“The hat and coat are well enough \
for one more wearing." Mary an-
swered, significantly.
Carefully Mr. Hanson lifted his wife |
Into the carriage to take the ride un- |
der these most unusual circum-
stances.
"We'll go first and hunt up Hail
nah and see If she will come back to j
work,” he proposed. “Times are go- !
Ing to be better now," he added lame-
ly.
Mrs. Hanson smiled responsively \
at the better prospect for the world j
In general, but conveyed the impres- |
sion that times, good or bad, could
never again affect her personally.
Aktud she said, “I think myself
that Hannah would do as well for i
you as anyone; she knows the ways j
of the house and Is honest and faith- |
ful.” 1
After they had satisfactorily ac- l
compllshed this domestic errand the
ride progressed without further inci-
dent, while Mr. Hanson furtively |
watched the quiet woman at his side, j
It was dusk when they reached home j
and Mr. Hanson, with Increasing fear, j
assisted Jdary Into the house, then ]
left her again Just long enough to re-
turn the horse to the stable and leave
word for Dr. Jones fb come to the J
Hanson house that evening find be j
prepared to stay all night. The sub- j
Ject of supper was not broached. Mr. |
llauson made lights, which instead of J
cheering only revealed those dreadful
preparations everywhere.
The time dragged wearily until the j
doctor came, then James recited the j
facts of the case and told of the fate- i
ful end predicted by Mary. Dr. Jones '
looked puzzled and thoughtful.
Mary lay quietly and comfortably J
In her bed. but Mr. Hanson was now |
on the verge of a collapse and needed
constant reassuring, which the doctor
supplied with a patience acquired
through years of experience
Slowly the hours dragged by.
“The night is not over yet,” Mary
would. warn them occasionally, and i
the clock ticked on.
Finally James detected the first ray j
of light In the eastern horizon.
“Mary!” he cried Joyfully. "The
night Is over and you are still here!"
"Why. so I am!,' In apparent sur-
prise. "It was such a strange Idea
that 1 had, James; it seemed to pos-
sess me through and through. Well.
1 had a real happy day yesterday,
with the ride and getting ready for
company."
Dr. Jones rose and started wearily
for home. As the door closed after
him Mr. Hanson said tenderly; “Now
you Me still and rest, Mary, nnd by
and by Hannah will bring you up
some brenkfnst " Then he added, not
without a pleased anticipation in his
own voice, "And. Mary. I've been
thinking that perhaps It would do
you good If we went away for a little
trip. I believe that with the house-
work nnd making over the carpet and
the summer boarders maybe you've
overdone a little without realizing It."
He hurried away to send Hannah
up with the breakfast and left Mary
looking affectionately after him with
a strange siflile on her face.
Then, “Maybe 1 didn't realize It and
again maybe 1 did," she whispered
oracularly.
Photo, Copyright, by Underwood & Underwood, N. Y.
This striking costume was made for a fashionable fancy Jress function
this winter.
IN NUN’S VEILING.
NEW FROCKS FROM WORTH’S.
He "Didn't Give a Whoop.”
When the »:20 train from Tarry-
town was drawing Into the Grand Cen-
tral station yesterday morning a pleas-
ant looking, square-jawed young man,
who had been studying a Sunday
school lesson paper, rose and followed
his wife to the door. A brusque,
Bportily-dressed man train the same
up river town saw that the wire had
left her fur boa In the seat and, seiz-
ing it, he pushed forward nnd tapped
the young man on the shoulder
'Your lady has lost something." tie
said holding out the boa
Ho of the square Jaw smiled and
thanked the stranger
"Here's an umbrella back here, too/'
some one called
"(lee' that's my umbrella; here, toss
It over
For this costume, nun’s veiling in a
soft shade of gray is used; a front
fastening is simulated, but the a«tual
fustening is at hack. The vest of
tucked spotted net fills in the open-
ing of front, then the Joint is covered
by a strap of silk carried down a little
to the left; buttons and cord loops
form a finish; five small tucks are
made on the shoulders. The wrist-
bands are also tucked.
Materials required: 1% yards 40
Inches wide, 6 buttons, % yard net
18 inches wide.
Simple Frocks for Girls,
Embroidery plays an Important role
in some of the chic*little evening
| frocks, but It Is most olten In self-
color and has no touch of gorgeous-
j ness such as is r-hown in many ol the
embroideries for older folk. A little
crystal Air gold or silver is admi tble,
! but nothing striking or elaborate.
A delightful little flock of the pai-
| est of piuk tulle was made up over a
| pink silk foundation. The tulle was
sprinkled w h crystal d 'warops. t he
| only trimming was ruches of tulle
exclaimed the brusque one. j trimming the lace fichu and lmtids»of
This Great Maker Caters to the Taste
of the Grande Dame, Not to
the Actress.
%
Among designers of costumes Worth
stands apart. He caters to crowned
heads and the grande dames and not
to the stage.
At a display of his gowns recently
few changes in style were noticed.
Waists are worn rather high, skirts
are still straight and moat of the
bodices are collarless.
Two pale blue dinner gowns were
marvels of beauty. Each had a nar-
row pointed train and white lace
trimmed the bodices. One had a fold-
ed fichu of the lace, which was most
effective.
Several afternoon gowns were espe-
cially lovely. One of these had a
narrow straight skirt, made to touch, '
and with a high w aist line. The bodice j
was of black sill: veiled wMth chiffon j
and had a deep band of gold embroi- {
dery across the front. It was cut
rather low at the neck and had sleeves j
which came slightly below the el t
bow-.
Another frock was of moleskin chif- ;
fon velvet, made in virtually the same i
style. It had a band of colored em
broidery instead of the gold.
A third, of iron-gray velvet, was j
trimmed with folds of soft sfik and j
embroidered with silver.
Sets of furs were on display suiting j
the costumes to perfection. Regal
sets of sable and ermine, wotth a
king’s ransom, were worn by the \
models.
Scarfs aro extremely wide and [
shawl-like, and muffs larger than
ever.
“As an Indian he was a gallant
chief. As a Scotchman he was a
canny financier. As half Scotch, half
Indian, he was an unmitigated scound-
rel.” So writes one commentator
about Chief William McIntosh of the
Creek Nation, an Inspired grafter,
who, In the end, paid for his dishon-
esty with his life. McIntosh was the
son of a Scottish Boldier who mar-
ried the daughter of a Creek chief.
Their son, In early manhood, became
a war chief of the Creeks. When the
majority of his mother’s "nation” sid-
ed with the British in the war of 1812,
McIntosh rallied a large party of
braves to the United States standard
and led them valiantly against the al-
lies of the British In several battles
of the war. He even attacked and de-
stroyed a sub-tribe of hostile Creeks,
200 strong, and was In the foremost
rank of the American army In the bat-
tle of the "Horseshoe” at the Talla-
poosa river, where Gen. Andrew Jack-
son finally crushed Red Eagle's Creek
army.
' A Chief's Mistake.
All this won for McIntosh the trust
and gratitude of the government even
while It led many of his ’fellow In-
dians to curse him as a traitor. But
he had already risen too high among
the Creeks to be overthrown by such
accusations. He had, a year before
the war, earned by one act a reputa-
tion for patriotism, it had happened
in this way: In 1805 millions of acres
of Creek Indian land had been handed
over by the government to the state
of Georgia. McIntosh pointed out to
the Creeks that a few more such trans-
fers of their territory would leave
them homeless. Having thus aroused
their fears, he drafted a law In 1811—
j which they promptly passed In the
j "nation's” General Council—making it
an effense punishable by death for a
I Creek to sell any of the land that still
remained. The memory of the part
McIntosh had played in framing this
law now stood him in good stead. Lat-
er the same law was to prove his
death warrant.
After the Creek war the government
confiscated much of the "hostile’s"
territory. In 18G1 the citizens of
Georgia had a treaty drawn up grant-
ing them still more Indian land Mc-
Intosh was secretly bribed to agree
to the treaty and to use his influence I
In Its behalf. Either forgetting the J
death penalty he himself had pro- |
posed, or else thinking himself too 1
strong to heed it, he readily Joined in
McIntosh controlled barely one-tenth
of the needful votes. But the commis-
sioners told him the Creeks at large
were sufficiently well represented by
himself and his Immediate followers.
So McIntosh and his adherents signed
the document and It forthwith went
into effect, although It was against
the direct wishes of nine-tenths of the ,
Creeks.
McIntosh lost popularity by this
move, but he managed to evade Tun-
ishment at his fellow countrymen’s
hands. Tljis so emboldened him that
he decided to earn a little more easy
money. In 1823 Jje tried to cede one
more tract*of Creek land to the gov-
ernment. The Creeks merely met and
re-enacted his own earlier law making
such offense punishable by death.
The Reward of Traitor.
Still thinking himself safe, McIntosh
consented, for a big prije, to sign an-
other treaty, ceding to Georgian com-
missioners nearly all the temalning
territory of the Creeks. The United
States senate approved this treaty, as
did President John Quincy Adams,
overruling the objections of Secretary
of State John C. Calhoun, who pointed
out the unfairness of it. The govern-
ment expected the Creeks to spring to
arms in rebellion at such wholesale
robbery. But they did not rebel They
knew such an uprising^ would gain,
them nothing and would only result in
useless slaughter.
Yet they were not minded to let
McIntosh enjoy the fruits of his
treachery. They were simple-Yninded
folk, these half-civilized Creeks. They
did not reward graft with high office
or even set a formal Investigating
committee to work on the case. They
simply sent 100 braves to the house
at Milledgeville where McIntosh was
living under what he deemed a suffi-
cient guard.
The hundred braves surrounded the
house on May 1, 1825, and calmly or-
dered every Inmate not concerned In
the affair to get out. Then they set
fire to the building. As McIntosh
rushed from the door in a wild dash
for safety they shot him dead.
The Georgia governor talked loudly
of avenging the death of the man who
had so long and so successfully be-
trayed his own people to the govern-
ment. But, by President Adams' or-
ders, the matter was dropped. A
traitor had paid the price of treach-
ery. The white men were already
sufficiently enriched by the Creek
the plot to cheat his people out of I lands. There seemed no need of call-
thetr territory. According to ancient | ing publlc attention to the case by
custom no treaty could be ratified j further action.
without the whole “nation's” consent.
(Copyright.)
BLACK KETTLE
"By all mentis don't lorget your um-
brella In doing us a kindness. ’ laughed
the young man.
"You beteber life 1 won t."
The enr emptied and some one 1
tapped the brusque man on the arm.
"Very nice young man that Did you
know who It was?" he asked
“No, nnd 1 don't give n whoop"—
"lie whs John D. Rockefeller, Jr."—
New York World.
lace trimming which edges the ruf-
fle on the skirt. At the right side of
the frock at the waist line ibere was
a large black bow edged with a plait-
ed frill.
Tfcj Renovate Velvet.
A velvet dress may be renovated by
hanging It up in a bathroom tilled w
with steam from the hot water faucet j every rock nnd tree as
Three hundred French soldiers |
started forth In Jubilant spirits from
Montreal. They aimed to raid New
York and to destroy the Iroquois set-
I tlement at Niagara. It was n move
whose perfect success might well ;
! have proved the opening wedge
I whereby In time New York would
| have become a French province.
But between Canada and the set
I tied portions of New York stretched
| lands of the “Six Nations,” which
formed the fierce Iroquois confeder-
acy. And it was ostensibly against
the Iroquois that this expedition was
sent. The "Six Nations” formed a red \
barrier between New York and
France’s greed.
So sudden was tlie French invasion
that there was no time to mass a
force of Iroquois strong enough to re-
pel them. Put an Onandaga chief of
the “Six Nations," known and dreaded
by tlie French as “Chaudlere Noire"
("Black Kettle"!, sumoned eighty of
his braves and hastened to meet the
Invaders. He was too wily a general '
to oppose Ills eighty men in open Held
against a force nearly four times as |
large as Iheir own. He was prepared
to lose his own life and to sacrifice
tlie lives of his foltowers. But for j
those lives he was resolved to get as
high a price as possible. So. instead I
of attacking the French In "stand up"
battle, he met them In a long running
through the wilderms ; usinjp
barrier,
■ ;r
i n’d
Stop up the doors and windows sc
that the steam will not escape, and
spread out the garment over a dress
hanger suspended from the ceiling sc
that the steam can reach it on all
sides, and the velvet will not be
pressed against anything. Let it drj
in the same position. It should nol
be touched in any way until It is ab-
solutely' dry. The steam qpould he
turned off and the windows opened
when it Is ready for drying.
Not Yet, but Soon.
“Walter, are you among those who
believe lu abolishing tips?"
"Yes, sir; beginning next week, sir "
Vogue of Polka Dots.
Unless the fancy is killed by the
passing of the present season, we are
going back to polka dots of all kinds
and descriptions for next year. Just
now one sees disks and^dots sprink-
ling nnd powdering everything from
velvet to cotton. But the big dots
that are almost full moons aro the
most favored of the minute.
Gown Fastenings.
A noticeable feature of the fall and
winter dresses has been the center-
front fastening or the trimming ap-
plied in a manner to Indicate this
closing. Street dresses have double
rows of buttons from the yoke line tc
the skirt bottom, and evening dresset
have crystal buttons or simulated
ones made of beads nnd rhinestones
down the center of the waist am)
tunic.
firing eternally at his enemies from
behind such cover.
A Famous “Running Fight."
Such a fight, against a vastly supe-
rior force, could have but one final re- J
suit. Each Indian slew more titan one
of his foes, nnd almost cut to pieces !
tlie French expedition. Yet Black Ket- j
tic's company was utterly wiped out
To pay for the loss%f his braves. J
i Black Kettle the next ypar raided
! western Canada and laid waste many
a u>s Vf French settlements lie hnd
I paid his debt and had. moreover, glv-
! en the French a wholesome Idea
the dangers of Invading New York.
In 1691 Black Kettle wns one of the
prime movers In an Iroquois plot to
destroy the Canadian trading posts
and villages nenr Montreal. Ills plans
were betrayed to the French by an In-
dian woman and the expedition ended
In defeat
To punish this attack the French
swept down upon hunting parties of
the Iroquois who were encamped
around the St. Lawrence river. Black
Kettle was quite ready to enter into
such a game of retaliation. He knew
that large bands of friendly Indians
traded in furs with the French at Mon-
treal and that such bands went to
and from Montreal guarded by French
troops. By assailing these traders he
would not only be showing Indians
the danger of friendship with the
French, but would also be wounding
the latter in a vulnerable spot — the
bank necount by breaking up their
fur trade.
So he fell upon all such trading par-
lies; killing both the friendly Indians
and their French guards, and seizing
the precious furs they carried. So
successful was Black Kettle at this
style of warfare that he was embol-
dened to plan a home-thrust against
his French foes. The scheme was
audacious—almost insanely so. Yet
In Its very audacity lay its chance of
success.
Collecting the pick of his warriors
and making long, secret inarches.
Black Kettle, on July 15, boldly at-
tacked the city of Montreal. Through
the streets he rushed at the head of
his braves; slaying, plundering, tak-
ing prisoners. Then, before the
J French could fiy to arms, he was gone
! again and well on his homeward way,
laden with booty and captives.
The Last Great Exploit.
But tints hampered, Black Kettle's
victorious band could not make their
usual swift progress. A rescue party
| was hastily formed at Montreal and
j gave chase. In order to escape to his
, own land with a whole skin Black
K- ttlo was obliged to release his prls-
I oners That same yea*, however, he
atoned to his wounded self-respect for
the loss by attacking a marching regi-
ment of Frenchmen nnd killing their
lender, the Slenr de Lusignnn
But this was the last of Black K#t
tie’s noted exploits In 1RB7 he made#
peace with the French. While he was
on a hunting trip near Cattaraugus,
during the progress of the peace
negotiations, lie wns nmbushed nnd
murdered by several of France's *A1
gonquin allies His plnyers either did
not know the war between Black Ket-
tle and the French was at an end. or
they wantonly disregarded the peace
t»aty.
(Copyright.)
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