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The Texhoma Times
Time* Publishing Company.
^FARMERS' EDUCATIONAL^
AND
texhoma,
Fighting Ruinous Iron Rust.
A bitter and disgusted wall has pone
up from the farmers of the United
Statph In regard to the miserable
quality of the wire fence they arc
obliged to use. So writes Rene Bache
in the Technical Wo, Id Magazine.
They can hardly along without it,
but it is most unsatisfactory by reason
of the rapidity with which it Is de-
stroyed by rust. Of course, this
means to them much trouble and ex-
pense, and they have been making a
good deal of a row about the matter,
even appealing to the government for
help. In response to this agitation,
the secretary of agriculture, Mr.
James Wilson, some time ago, orderod
a special investigation to be made, the
task being handed over to Dr. Aller-
ton 9. Cushman. Since then the In-
quiry has been earnestly pushed, and
many things have been learned which
had not previously been suspected—
especially in relation to the true causa
of the rusting of iron and steel, which
Is very different from what has always
been popularly supposed. The writer
foes on to describe the methods adopt
ed for improving the quality of wire
and for guarding it against rust.
I
CO-OPERATIVE UNION
■ OF AMERICA —=
I
J
There is no sort of sense In plant
in a crop which is already a drug on
the market, as your main crop. Plant
pigs and poultry; they are the mort-
gage lifters of this fair land of ours.
Dairymen claim that $500 worth of
grain removes $300 worth of elements
from the Foil, but that $500 worth of
butter removes practically nothing.
This is a matter that all good farm-
ers should look to.
You can not go on forever cropping
a soil without «eJrttig it out, unless
you at the same time replenish Its
fertility by the addition of some sort
of soil help. Don't let the rains car-
ry your farm off to the sea.
Don't scab on the brethren by urg-
ing them to reduce their cotton crops
while you increase your own. That
sort of a man Isn't fit to belong to a
union of cutthroats. He is a sorry
sort of a dirty, fluay doyn, with apolo-
gies to the canine.
Great crowds follow Countess
Szecheny about when she appears in
Budapest, "rubbering," as one might
aay in America, at the richest woman
In the world. The count affects to be
aore, but, suggests the Chicago Daily
News, maybe he is pleased to know
that his countrymen appreciate his
taste in beauty and dollars. We are
apt to hear much about the vulgarity
of Americans when they crowd round
the entrance of a church in New York
to get a glimpse at the performers
when native money and a foreign title
are being united In the holy bonds of
matrimony. Budapest appears to be
composed of about the same kind of
people. It is a pretty Bafe bet that
human nature is much the same the
world over. The ordinary human be-
ing wants to see whatever is being
talked about. If Countess Gladys will
walk down the street to market every
day and carry home a basket of eggs
on her arm very soon no one will no-
tice her except the man who wants to
get her trade.
The Union makes no fight on any
class. It simply stands for its own
rights, the right So co-operate in buy-
and seiling, educate and render
brighter the social life of the farmer
and his family. The merchant who
is opposing this is making a serious
mistake.
Texans are learning the value of al-
falfa. A few years ago It was a curi-
osity in that State, but now it is found
a staple market product In all mar-
kets. It has developed into one of the
most profitable crops In the State,
even being more reliable than King
Cotton, and the teraand for it is on
the increase.
There is hardly a first rate farm in
all the South that would not be bet-
ter off if it had a few stands of bees.
These tireless little workers are of
vast benefit as polenizers among many
plants, and there is something about
the home with bees near It that the
home without these little friends never
seems to possess.
Pecans and Cotton.
Did you ever stop to think, when
planting your cotton crop year after
year, says Aubrey Frink, of Mac-
cioney, Fla., In Cotton Journal, that
your land was simply giving you ono
crop annually, and that it was not
Increasing in value to you, and that,
work hard as you might, you were at
best getting only a small remunera
tlon for your work? Have you nev-
>r wondered how you could make prac
tically the same crop on the land,
and at the same time, by expending
a small additional amount, you could
have your land Increase from year
to year in value and within a few
years be producing for you yearly a
i>ett©r return than you could possibly
get out of your cotton?
Have you ever considered ptantina
pecan trees of soime of the finer vari-
eties In your cotton field and work-
ing them along with your cotton crop,
getting just about as much per acre,
and practically making your pecan
orchard free of expense, save the first
cost of the trees and the planting of
them?
Pecan trees should be set 50 to 60
feet apart each way, and this would
mean only 17 of 18 pecan trees per
acre. These trees can be bought from
50 cents to $2 per tree, according to
size, and this would be the only ex-
pense until your trees were large
enough to require some attention in
the way of fertilization for nuts,
when they would soon be producing
enough nuts to be worth more than
the whole acre of cotton.
Some of the best varieties are Van
deman, Stuart, Schley, etc., and it is
always desirable to use budded or
grafted trees, for the trouble and ex-
pense of working the trees over from
seedlings is much more than the dif
ference between seedling and budded
or grafUd trees, as sold by nursery
men.
There is a good market for the finer
pecan nuts, and prospects are that
it will be many years before there
is really a supply of them. They now
sell In market from 10 cents per pound
for the poorest grades of nuts up tc
50 cents ao $1 per pound for the fin-
er kinds. And a tree, when in full
bearing, which generally requires
eight to ten years, will produce sev
era! hundred pounds of nuts annual
lq. Think this matter over, and see
if you won't come out considerably
ahead by setting sobe budded oi
grafted pecans the coming winter In
your cotton fields.
The Last Trip of Little Betsy
By Howard E. Morton
Copyi'HtHt. by .-ttorlMory fub. Co.;
America has offended some of Its
profoundest European critics by its
chronic optimism. What an American
philosopher calls the religion of
heaithy-mindedness flourishes in this
country more than in any other; our
determined good cheer and faith in
prosperity make the sad-eyed world
shake Its wise head. The same critics
will no doubt find another example of
our incorrigible shallowness In the
National Prosperity association, re-
cently formed in St. Louis, and will
think Its motto, "Give us n rest and
sunshine," hopelessly silly. But un-
derneath this campaign of optimism,
says the Youths' Companion, is some
hard American business sense, and
boards of trade and other business or-
ganizations all over the country have
Joined in an application of mind-cur*
to the financial depression.
A woman borrowed eggs of a neigh-
bor when eggs were at 24 cents a
dozen. She returned the eggs, the
same number, when the price had
fallen to 12 cents. The question is,
has she paid her neighborly debt?
This problem is said to be vexing a
Kansas town, and the settlement of it
Involves a great principle. Shall the
borrower of a cup of molasses, a table-
tpoonful of butter, a hod of coal re-
turn the loan in kind and quantity, or
figure the equivalent In the market
price? The satisfactory answer Is that
• repayment should be made before the
market has time to shift But the
controversy will not arise if there is
no borrowing.
The Journal steadfastly refuses to
recognize any man as a farmer un-
less he tills the ground himself and
looks to the fruits of the ground for
his reward. If he is too old to work
he is a superannuated farmer—a man
who has been a farmer, but Is not one
now. If he is looking for his reward
In the increase In the price of his land
aside from the improvements, he is
to that extent a land speculator.—
Abilene, Texas, Farmers' Journal.
There are three things in the horse's
make up—the breed, the raising and
the training—that it pays to look aft-
er. Any one of these, neglected,
spoils the horse; any two of them
omitted, and you have a beast not
worth the room he takes up in the
world, but all of them neglected pro-
duces an abortion that is of no use
to itself nor to anybody. Sometimes
creatures who call themselves farmers
neglect all three of these things; many
neglect two of them, and some, one
of them, and yet get along pretty
well; but it is the "pattern farmer"
who looks well to all of them, and he
wins success for his trouble.
The first woman to practice law In
this country was Margaret Brent.
Lord Baltimore, then governor of
Maryland, asked the legislature that
•he be appointed executor of her rela-
tives' estate. One of the learned
members said that It were better that
the estate be lost than a woman ap-
pear to make an argument before
them. Margaret Brent, however won
her case. A few years after the civil
war, when Mrs. Carrie I). Kilgore ap-
plied for admission to the law depart-
ment of the University of Pennsylva-
nia, she was told by the then dean
that "when niggers and women are
•dmltod to the law school he would
resign.''
The writer is a fellow who has to
live in town now, but he caught seveji
crates of blackberries on the market
a few Saturdays ago, and bought all
of em. He worked like a dog—don't
mention how the good little woman
worked, too—till 12 that night. In
the morning, however, he had the
pleasure of seeing 49 quart jars and
IS half gallon jars of solid packed ber-
ries on the kitchen floor. The fruit
cost $7; the rubbers—the best ones
we could find—cost (6 dozen) 60
cents, and the fire about 25 cents; the
Jars are Mason's, and we use them
year after year, so you see, outside
of our labor we are out $7.85 for 85
quarts of the best and most solid-
packed berries you ever saw. This
makes the price a little less than 10
cents, and we have paid 20 cents for
the tins containing about half tho
fruit that is in one of our Jars. All
The Third Is the Farmer's Profit.
The old couple were eating thelt
first meal with their son after his
return from college.
"Tell us, John," said the father,
"what have you learned at college?"
"Oh, lots of things," Baid the son
as he recited his course of studies.
"Then," he concluded, "I also stu-
died logic."
"Logic," said the old man; "what
Is that?"
"It's the art of reasoning," said tha
son.
"The art of reasoning," said the fa
ther, "what is that, my boy?"
'Well," replied the son, "let me
give you a demonstration. How many
chickens are on that dish, father?"
"Two," said the old man.
"Well," said John, "I can prove
there are three." Then he stuck his
fork in one and said, "That is one,
Isn't it?"
"Yes," said the father.
"And this is two?" sticking his fork
in the second.
"Yes," replied the father again.
"Well, don't one and two make
three?" replied John triumphantly.
"Well, I declare," said the father;
"you have learned things at college.
Well, mother," continued the old man
to his wife, "I will give you one of the
chickens to eat and I'll take the other,
and John can have the third. How is
that, John?"
The above story, picked up from an
unknown source, Is, after all, a pretty
good Illustration of the farmer's profit
in a cotton crop. The expense gets
the first chicken, the speculator gets
the second and the farmer gets the
third—a logic bird—and that Is what
he makes on an average crop of cot*
ton.
"Get yo'self 'long, Miss Fannie. Ain't
no use o' loafln'. Go 'long, Miss Fan-
nie. Jes' looka Miss Jennie. She's
done run clear 'way an' mos' pull her
purty neck off. Go 'long, Miss Fan-
nie, go 'long."
An old negro, with white hair that
fell almost to his shoulders, sat on
the high seat of a heavy mountain
wagon, and after having thus deliv-
ered himself to the off leader of a 12-
mule team, relapsed into silence.
Black Jim, for that was the only
name he had known for nearly 40
years, prided himself on his ability
to handle horses and mules. Many a
time in his young days on the old Cali-
fornia ranches, when some wild bron-
co, fresh from the range, defied every
vaquero in the corral, Black Jim
mounted the animal and brought it
back in half an hour thoroughly
tamed and tractable. His fame was
known through more than one Califor-
nia county and for years he traveled
from ranch to ranch earning a living
as a horse breaker.
On the first day of each month the
quicksilver output of the New Idria
mines was shipped to the metropolis.
The heavy iron flasks, filled with the
metallic fluid, were loaded into Black
Jim's big wagon at the refinery and
then Jim and his mules would clatter
away through the town on a hundred-
and-twenty-flve-mile drive to Moss
Landing, on Monterey bay. The trip,
down across the San Benito valley
and over the range of low mountains
that fringes the shore of the Pacific,
usually occupied five or six days, and
It was necessary to take food for
himself and the animals. This was
packed in a small, light rig, the tongue
of which was coupled to the heavier
wagon with a stout chain. Jim called
his smaller vehicle Little Betsy, to dis-
tinguish it from Big Betsy, which car
ried the quicksilver, and in it he
stowed his supply of hay and grain,
blankets and teamster's paraphernalia,
besides enough provisions to suffice
for the journey. At Moss Landing Jim
would deliver the shipment to the
captain of a little coasting schooner,
who took it up to San Francisco.
it was on one of these monthly trips
that Black Jim found it necessary to
rebuke Miss Fannie for lagging be-
hind her running mate.
Big Betsy rumbled briskly along
for some miles and Little Betsy
trailed behind with a merry staccato
rattle. The road wound higher and
higher among the mountains and the
level floor of the San Benito valley
had long since disappeared behind the
foothills. It was midsummer, and the
sun beat down at Its fiercest. There
was no breeze to stir the air and the
heavy adobe dust kicked up by the
mules hung in a thick, choking cloud
about the outfit. Jim amused himself
for a time clipping off the tops of
wild flowers with the lash of his long
whip, but as the heat became more
and more oppressive he closed his
eyes and finally drowsed.
He was awakened suddenly from
his nap by a snort from the leaders,
followed by the orlsp command;
"Hands up!"
Jim rubbed his eyes stupidly and
stared ahead through the cloud of dust.
The wheel mules were humped up in
their breeching, with the rest of the
team backed in against them con-
fusedly. The leaders were kicking and
squealing. Again the voice said
sharply;
"Hands up!" And as the dust
cleared away, a man with a double-
barreled shotgun at his shoulder grad-
ually took shape at the side of the
road.
Mexico—we won't care. If you won't
stand in—well—"
He patted the stock of the gun slg
nificantly and glanced at his com-
panion, whose visage distorted itself
into a horrible grin. Jim took off his
hat and nervously mopped his head
with a red bandana handkerchief.
"Well, what d' you say? Are you
goin' to stand In an' make the five
hundred, er are we goin' to throw yer
corpse under the bridge an' take the
team ourselves?" He Impatiently
jerked his thumb toward a little
stream crossing the road a hundred
yards ahead.
"Ef Miss Fannie an' Miss Jennie
KANSAS HOBOES
SEIZE A TRAIN
LARGE CROWD OVERAWED CREW
ON THE SANTA FE ROAD.
Resisted Efforts to Dislodge Them
and Rode From Newton to Hutch-
inson.—Said They Wanted to
Go to the Harvest Fields.
Hutchinson, Kan., June 22—A
freight train pulling in from the east
last night bore every semblance of
the balmy days of 1893, when Jacob
Coxey lead his army to Washington.
The hoboes were so thick thai they
looked like buzzards waiting for a
solitary feast on some unfortunate
plow horse. There were about 120 of
. . , „ .. I the 'boes and they were getting a
goes ober de cut, ole Jim goes too. , free r,de tQ the harvest flelds of the
western part of the state. No at
Entitled to His Earnings Only.
We are perfectly willing that a man
shall have any Increase That may be
offered him In the price of his land
over what it cost him, If such in-
crease Is offered because of his hav-
ing improved the land and made it
desirable. We are not willing that he
shall have one cent of increase that
A Berlin college professor Is asking
for information from the rest of the
world as to how long a dream lasts.
M -j<it depends on the length of the
dream, something on the alarm clock
and more on the fiendish tin-horn loot-
ers.
the apparatus we used was a great | comes as a result of other vacant
big granite dishpan and a large, strong
basting spoon. Heat the berries till
they get to boiling good and then put
them quickly into the jar with the
spoon, then get your rubber top on
quick and screw down well. That Is
all there is to It. except to put the
Jars In a cool place somewhere till
ready for use.
It does not take any more land to
raise cockle burrs than it does corn,
peanuts or alfalfa, but It takes as
much; and you have to pay taxes and
Interest on that land in burrs. See
Uie point?
are thick as p#or
don't neglect the
While the flic
men's troubles,
lands becoming monopolized by spec
ulators, thus making the available
land scarce and hard to get. In other
words, let a man get all he can for
his work, but don't let him monopolize
God's work and reap a profit from that
to the impoverishment of his fellow
man.—Abileue, Texas, Farmers' Jour-
nal.
This is the time of the year to gath-
er In all the crop of picnics, and Union
picnics are the best sort of advertis-
ing in the world. Get busy and make
a lot of people "sit up and take no-
tice."
The farmers are not neurly so vio-
lent again, t the automobile as they
used to be. Besides, as they are run
over from time to time, there are not
nearly so many of them.
Well, If vpu took decent care in
putting in that garden, and gave it rea-
colts. They need the best of care and I sonable attention afterward, you ha e
attention now. The sort of horse you
raise depends on the attention you
give the growing colt. See that he
has plenty of water, shade and salt,
and the re.st, supposing you have a
good pasture, he will attend to him-
self.
With spring fryers going like hot
cakes at 60 cents apiece, what's the
use of worrying about tne cotton
crop'
already had a big profit from it, and
tho crop ought not to be half gone
If you planted all those trees that
you should have planted last fall and
winter, you should take time to see
that they are kept free from being
choked out this year by grass and
weeds, and It sometimes happens that
a bucket of water or two will pull
a tree over a hard dry spell. Look
1 after the trees; It will pay big-
He paused a moment and looked at
the two men expressively. "I reckon
de five hundred bucks doan' grow on
many ob de trees roun' yere, so ole
Jim's goin' to make hay 'fer shore
while de sun shines."
He smiled broadly, and in spite of
the mixed met&phor involved the two
seemed to understand him perfectly.
"That's the business," affirmed the
man with the gun. "We don't want
to have no shootin' or nothin' like
that in this job. Do we, Joe?"
Again the horrible grimace spread
over the face of the man with one eye.
He shook his head by way of answer,
clambered into Little Betsy and
stretched out at full length on the
sacks of grain. The other man fol-
lowed and soated himself on the pile
of hay, the shotgun resting on his lap.
"Now go ahead," he commanded.
Jim whistled to the leaders and the
outfit moved forward once again with
the Jingle of trace chains and hame
bells and the ruwble and rattle of the
tandem wagons.
It was almost dusk when they
reached the point where Tucker's Cut
branched off from the main road. This
cut was a short route over the moun-
tains to Goodall's Landing and was
little used because of the heavy grades
and poor condition of the roadbed,
which in some places was even dan-
gerous. A stream crossed the road
here and Jim got down to water the
animals before the long ascent. The
man with the gun had been nodding,
but as the teams came to a standstill
he woke up with a start and gripped
his weapon alertly. After the thirst
of the animals was satisfied Jim
looked over the harness and spent
considerable time adjusting the coup-
lings which bound Little Betsy to her
ponderous Bister. Joe slept soundly
on the grain sacks, the empty socket
where his eye once had been staring
upward into the gathering gloom.
Again the bells and chains jingled
and the team began to climb the cut.
The road became, rougher and wound
in and out along the sides of a steep
ravine. It was almost dark now, but
the leaders picked the way, avoiding
washouts and other obstructions with
marvelous sagacity. Above them the
black shadow of the mountain side
sloped upward to the stars. On the
other side, so near sometimes that the
outer wheels crumbled the edge
yawned a steep canyon. Along the
bottom, several hundred feet below,
a small stream flowed over a bed of
stones and boulders.
Several times Jim looked furtively
back over his shoulder at the two men
in the rear wagon. Joe lay out-
stretched on the sacks, slumbering
heavily. The man with the gun sat
on the hay, his chin drooped forward
on his breast and his head swaying
from side to side, as the wheels
bumped over the ruts and stones in
their path. He, too, was sound asleep.
Jim peered through the darkness foi
some time at the limp figure, then
tempt was made by the road officials
to make them disembark, when the
train stopped at the station. In fact,
inducements were offered to keei>
them on board. Detective John Law
and one of Chief Dixon's blucoats
watched the army until the train
started and all who showed a dispo-
sition to remain were invited to get
aboard. The gang was augmented by
a bevy of 'boes who had been loafing,
around the Santa Fe station.
The gang took possession of tho
train as it moved out of Newton yes-
terday afternoon. A large gang or
the harvesters had collected at that
point, being sent there by employ-
ment agencies. The greater part of
them were financially embarrassed
and the picking soon became too slim
at Newton. Transportation was de-
nied them and they were told they
would have to take a tie pass to the;
western wheat fields. However, a
large number assembled at the New-
ton yards, and when the freight start,
ed out they made a rush for the cars.
The train was stopped and the brake-
men made an effort to dislodge the
hoboes. The men hung together and
refused to come dovi-i off the cars.
Seeing that it was unless to attempt
to force the men to leave the train,
the conductor decided to carry them
without further protest. Other 'boes
were picked up at every station, anil
by the time the train reached this
city there was enough harvest hands
an board to supply an entire eoun y~
TEN-INCH PIPE LINE.
Will Be Laid From I ndependence..
Kan., to New Orleans.
Independence, Kan., June 22.—After
a conference with Governor Haskell
of Oklahoma, here today, it was an-
nounced that the Prairie Oil and Gas
company will have an eight-inch pipe
line to the Cody Bluff shallow sand
district, and another of the same size
to the Hog Shooter district, east o£
Bartlesville, completed and taking oil
within sixty days. It will also have;
a ten-inch line to New Orleans via
Arkansas and Louisiana, taking mid-
continent oil within eight months
The different pipe line companies m
eight months will be able to take-
175,000 barrels of oil dally in this
field. This is the most important
announcement ever made in thi°?
field. It means a market for all the-
oil the field can produce.
HOT WAVES PREVAIL.
"Dey's up, dey's up! Put down de 8t00ped and wound the JerU
gun, fo' de Lord's sake! Dey s up. ]ine around a cleat on the footboard.
Two dark brown palms were raised
skyward. The man lowered the gun
and looked searchlngly Into the ebony
face.
The man was tall and roughly
dressed and his features were masked
by a thick, matted black beard that
covered the face almost to the points
of the cheek bones. Another man,
shorter than the first, swarthy like an
Indian, and hideous from the loss of
an eye, emerged from behind the lead-
ers' heads and the two held a whis-
pered consultation. Jim sat on the
high seat with upraised hands watch-
ing them covertly, his small eyes still
blinking. The men conversed for a
few moments and then the one with
the gun advanced and propped up his
foot on the spokes of the forewheel.
"Look here—you," he said savagely,
his fingers playing with the trigger of
the weapon that lay across his knee.
"Kin you drive this here outfit over
Tucker's Cut in the dark?"
Jim looked down at the shotgun
and then at the one-eyed man. whose
single orb glared at him ominously
from under the dirty remnant of a
•Mexican sombrero.
"I ain't gone an' train dese yere
mules fo' nothin'," was the enigmati-
cal rejdy. The man below made a
gesture of satisfaction.
"Well, that's what we want. Let's
come to business. We've got a schoon-
er at Goodall's old landing, 'bout ten
The mules remembered their trainiug
and continued their steady pull up the
grade. Noiselessly the negro climbed
down from the high seat and crawled
over the Iron flasks to the rear of Big
Betsy. Here he paused and listened
intently. He could hear the heavy
breathing of the two men only a few
feet away. In a moment he slipped
over the end of the heavy vehicle and,
clinging with one hand to the tail-
board, deftly unwound the chain that
fastened the tongue of the smaller
wagon In place. Again he looked back
Into the darkness and listened. He
could see the faint outline of the aian
sitting upright and back of that the
dark figure on the sacks. With a quick
tug he loosed the last loop of the
chain and shoved the tongue back-
ward and outward with all the
strength In his black arm.
Little Betsy hovered for an Instant
on the edge of the descent and then
with a creak toppled over Into the
canyon. An awful shriek came up
through the darkness, and then the air
was filled with the sound of breaking
wood and metal as the mass shot,
end over end, down the rocky decliv-
ity. A miniature avalanche of stones
and dirt rnttied down into the creek
bed, and the surrounding mountains
and ravines sent back an echo of that
bloodcurdling human cry.
The mules stopped, trembling Id
their tracks. Black Jim slowly mount
miles above Moss. This here load of ed to the high seat and mopped his
quicksilver Is worth bout ten thou- forehead with the red bandana.
sand dollars to us an' we're goin' to j "I reckon old Jim ain't goin' ter get
have It. Now, there'll be five hundred hung fo' doin' his duty by de boss,'
dollars in yer pocket if you haul it he murmured reflectively as he
Bafe to the landing. You git yer mon-1 glanced down Into the blackness of
ey when we git the i.board.
Stand In on this C?al an' you kin go
back au' tell 'em you wuz held up, or
any old thing. We'll be on the way to
the canyon. The jerk line whisked
sharply, the hame bells and trace
chains Jingled and Big Betsy moved
up the grade again into the nlgLL
Weather Officials Send Kite Up to
Cooler Region.
Washington, June 22.—A kite flown
from the weather bureau station at
Mount Weather, Virginia, tonighr
reached an altitude of 16,300 feet
where the temperature was found to
be 20 degrees though at the surface
it was 75. The weaiher map of the
country tonight is of the hot wave
type. The bureau reports tempera-
tures much above the season average
over the entire country east of th'*
Rock mountains except where locat
thunder storms have afforded temp -
orary relief.
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TRIAL OF STEVE ADAMS.
Grand Junction, Colo., June 22.—
The trial of Steve Adams of th
Western Federation of Miners,,
charged with the murder of L. Col-
lins of Telluride, mine superintend-
ent. had hardly been called in the
district court here today when the
opposing attorneys became involved
tn a bitter wrangle over the efforts ot
•.he prosecution to Indorse new-
names upon the indictment as wit-
ness and an important motion on be-
half of the defense to prevent ex-
Congressman Hogg of Pueblo and J.
S. Carnahan of Grand Junction fron*
acting as attorneys for the state. The
court allowed Hogg and Carnahan to
remain in the case, it being shown
to his satisfaction that they were em-
ployed by San Miguel county.
The attorneys for the defendant
were announced as follows:
O. N. Hilton of Denver, Ralph E.
Estab of Denver, L. O. Whitsell of
Boise City, and N Wheeler
of Grand Junction. It is immored
that Clarence Darrow of Chicago may
come to assist in the defense later
on. The sheriff was ordered to sum-
mon 100 men for jury service.
BAUGH FOUND NOT GUILTY.
Durant, Okla., June 22.—After con-
sulting for sixteen hours the jury re-
turned a not-guilty verdict against J.
H. Baugh, who was charged with the
murder of Charles Covington last De-
cember.
The killing occurred on Main street
Baugh'B son and Covington had
quarrel. Covington was drunk. TIk
elder Baugh attempted to sion tho
quarrel. Covington resisted an.l whh
stabbed with his knife, as a result of
which Covington died a week later
One 'witness testified that Covlng'or*
stated on the operating table that a
Jri'jnd stabbed him through mlstak®.
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Fischer, J. S. The Texhoma Times. (Texhoma, Okla.), Vol. 4, No. 41, Ed. 1 Friday, June 26, 1908, newspaper, June 26, 1908; Texhoma, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metapth352830/m1/2/: accessed July 17, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.