THE PERI(INS ]OURNAL-THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 20, 1997
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Campfire Tales-continued from page one
Chism were doing all they could to prevent it. They wanted my
help very badly and I promised to do all I could.to help them.
The old man had a daughter and son who had been to the In-
dian school at the Sugar Colony Indian School. The girl, Dorothy,
was about 1 5 years old and the boy about 1 3, but large for his
age. Dorothy, or Dot as we called her, was slim and small and
active as a colt. The night of the council, she came to me and told
me that Little Elk was going to try to shame me in the council, so
the other braves would not listen to my words, but go with him. I
thanked her and told her not to worry, I would look out for him.
The old man and 1 started for the council house. There was a
large crowd in the council. Every seat was full but those reserved
for the old man, Charley and me, which were close to the speaker's
place, a mound of earth in the center. Little Elk was sitting right
across the lodge from my seat. He only had his knife, a tomahawk
and war pipe, and one look at him showed me that he was looking
for trouble. I made up my mind that he was going to get it.
The first speaker as Edgar Halfmoon, followed by Charley Chism,
who told them the consequences of their proposed raid. Then
Little Elk spoke and told them of the glory and fame they would
achieve by the raid. Then it was my time, and I told them that it
was the worst thing that could happen, that they were all having
plenty to eat and living happy with their families, and there would
be only sorry and mourning in the camp if they:tried to raid the
Kiowas, who were a large powerful tribe, and that the ones who
wanted to lead the bands into trouble were foolish undeveloped
squaws.
At this, Little Elk, who was jealous of Dot and me anyway, sprang
to his feet, threw down his blanket and shouted, "I will take my
finger and roe out his ears so he can hear the words of a warrior
|Nan._ ....................................................... | and not the love talk of a foolish girl." Then he started toward
| me. I stepped down off the mound toward him and waited. He
IAddress .......................................................................... I • took two or three steps and stopped. I looked him in the eye and
| | said with a grin, "There is nothing in the trail. Why do you wait?"
| | I had on my gun and knife, and knew he could not get to me
tCit]¢ ..................................... State ................ Zip ............... l before I got to him, but if I could whip him without using a weapon
.m( ) One year In Oklahoma.... 524 and he armed, it would disgrace him, and the only way he could
m( ) 6 months In Oklahoma .... $14 . ever be reinstated was to throw my scalp on the floor of the coun-
I( ) One year Out of State ..... $28 ....... [ cil lodge. I knew I was better with a knife than he was so I just
stood there and taunted him. Then l saw the "do or die" look
come into his eves and I tensed for action.
i{) 6 months Out of State .... $16 | He reached for his knife, and as he did, ! took a step toward him
L, -- --..-- m .-- -. -- ...-. -- .. u m .-- m -- --, --. J and kicked Ilim in tile pelvis. He bent fonvard, making a weak
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Sometimes this town amazes me.
We've got more going on than I've got pages and space to
print it all in...Main Street, Certified Cities, P-T Education Founda-
tion, streets getting paved, the lagoon getting fixed, new water
and sewer lines, and on and on.
One guy "jumped me" the other night saying he didn't like
what was going on and to leave it alone.
• My response was "Lead, follow, or get the hell out of the way."
RVC
Perkins is getting so important that the dignitaries are com-
iiing out ot'+: hewoodwork:
State Attorney General Drew Edmondson dropped by last
Thursday to "visit" and Oklahoma Lt. Governor Mary Fallin will
be in town December 5 to present the Certified Cities committee
with plaques, etc. Mayor Hall will give her a "key to the city."
I don't know how valuable that is since most of us don't lock
our doors anyway.
And, Elvis will be here December 6. (See VFW ad).
RVC
I read in an article published in the Stillwater NewsPress Tues-
day evening that District Judge Donald Worthington and a few
others opposed the Payne County Board of Commissioners plan
to give voters a choice in the probable county-wide sales tax pro-
posal.
The county commissioners want to have two separate tax pro-
posals. One to extend the half-cent sales tax currently in effect
until next year that is earmarked for county roads, bridges, fair-
grounds improvements and other capital improvements.
The second issue is to have an additional sales tax for court-
house and |all expansion.
"Fairgrounds, Extension and roads are all important,"
Worthington is quoted to have said, "but none as critical as judi-
cial and courthouse needs.
"There should not be two artdI wilJ qo, taos.e .two
Whoa, there Judge.
If your statements attributed by tile News-l)ress are correct,
and knowing the reporter who wrote it, I figure it's accurate, you
selfishly wrong.
If you don't get your new courthouse, you want to make sure
those of us that don't live in your Ivory Tower can't have rural
roads or better fairgrounds.
The next thing you know, Worthington will want all judges to
be appointed rather than elected.
Since most of my readers use the rural roads and fairgrounds
more than they clo the jail or courtroom, I feel the county com-
missioners are on the right track of splitting the two issues and
giving county voters a choice.
Since I was asked earlier this year by Commissioner Carl Mo-
reland on my opinion of how the proposal should be presented, I
told him that I felt the rural road/fairgrounds tax would be ex-
• tended by the voters. I wasn't sure about the courthouse expan-
Sion-needed or not-but, if it was combined as one issue, I felt it
Would fail.
My "two-cents worth" has a par value of about half that much,
but 1 urge Commissioners Moreland and Deering to stick to their
guns and make it a two-issue proposal.
That's what I like about America. In most cases the voters
decide, not the judges.
November 4-H Club meeting held
lunge with his knife and I hit him as hard as I could under his left
year, and he went down. Stamping his wrist, I took the knife and
kicked hirfi again. Putting my foot on his neck, l jerked the eagle
feather out of his scalp lock, then went to his seat, stuck the knife
• in the ground, laid the feather beside it, spit on them, then walked
up to the speaker's mound.
Looking at the corner where his friends were sitting I asked,
"Has Little Elk any friends who wish to bore my ears?" No one
seemed to want the job, and after a moment I said, "Yonder lies
the mouth fighter that asked you to follow him, who was armed as
he was, could not overcome a man's bare hands. He is no good as
a leader. I have .spoken"
Then I went to my seat by Charley and the old man and sat
down. A warrior called John Beaver took the mound. He said my
words were good and the raid was called off, and the council ad-
journed. The old man took my arm, saying "Come, my son." We
went to his lodge with Charley and half a dozen of the police who
offered to stay all night. I told them I would take care of things
and needed no guards.
Charley sent the Indian doctor to look after Little Elk, who had a
broken wrist, two ribs and his pelvis broken and bruised up. He
was not in shape to start anything for some time. That day some
of the women came in and helped Dot and her mother. They built
another lodge and when I came that day, Dot supper ready
in the new lodge, and we all had a feast. Charley and the police
had drove down a three :ycar old heiferiand_we ate b ef until ;we
could not hold any more, and I was installed in my new home.
Charley had written Capt. Knipe that he needed my help, and to
call me through the police office. As things looked good for the
future, I agreed and took up my abode in the new lodge.
I kept a close watch on Little Elk, and was a little worried when
he left camp, and I heard he was living with the Cheyennes up at
Darlington. Being so far away gave him an advantage and I sure
kept alert. The ranchers began to lose a few more beeves, and I
was sent to look about it. The fourth day of riding the range, I
found where a beef had been killed, and took the trail of the kill-
ers, which led up to Fort Reno and on to the agency across the
rive. I made inquiries but no one knew anything about any fresh
beef.
Little Elk was not at home when I called, so I only had a line on
where the beef was going and a chance to cut the thieves off the
next time, but it was three weeks before another beef was killed.
The foreman and I found it, and there were signs of four men
killing. While I took the trail he went after some of the boys.
I rode fast and sighted the thieves before they got to the mili-
tary reserve at the fort. There was an Indian on horseback riding
with them, and, as they were in no hurry, I gained on them. I was
almost in gunshot of them when the foreman and eight of the
boys came in. He had cut through and got there in time to take
part in the l un.
The Indian fired twice at me and then ran. Ile had a fresh horse
and was soon out of range. ]'here were four men in tile covered
hack and when we rode around them they gave up without a fight.
They had the beef in the hack, and said they had bought it from a
man on the South Canadian, but their story sounded fishy.
We had the hide off the beef and we disarmed them. They had
a 30:30 and belt guns and lots of shells. About that time a bunch
of soldiers who had heard the firing came riding up and took charge
of the rustlers. They told us to come in next Saturday and testify
in the case and we let it go at that. l wanted to follow the Indian
who I thought was Little Elk, but the sergeant told me the Indians
were wards of the U.S. and to let them look after him, so I had to
do so.
That night at the ranch we played for the guns of the
and I won three of the 30.30s and started home with themi
my saddle. About noon I saw fresh signs on the trail,
Indians had been cutting for signs. I rode about a mile to
of the trail and kept a sharp lookout for an ambush.
middle of the afternoon, I saw five horsemen meeting me.
ing at them with my glass, I saw that it was Charley
four of his police, and we were soon shaking hands.
learned that Elk had a bunch of men and was waiting
trail to collect my hair, so he came out to met me. We
sundown and camped at a water hole.
After dark we moved camp about a mile to the north, and
again. The next morning we rode back and found we
tor but we had not been there. The signs showed
or ten mounted Indians had been there. We did not
ond guess to tell who they were. They had missed our trail
we left camp and so there was no fight.
We kept our eyes open all the way to the camp and as
in a policeman met us, and told Charley that Little Elk
Cheyennes had rode in that morning and were up at the
Little Elk's folks. We rode up past there to give him a
show his hand but he never came out of the tent, and
coming the Cheyennes and smoking with them, we rode
I gave Charley his choice of the 30;30S and 50 shells
to the old man and the other to the boy and were they
over them! I had to go back for the trail of the rustlers,
and his men had left camp, and did not learn of that fact. I
the trip without any excitement and rode on over to
where I got a shawl for the old man's wife, some beads
and shoes for Dot, and 200 shells for the old man and
I returned without even a sign of trouble and the old
boy and me planned a hunt Dot got me a pair of
we were going afoot, and they were easier on my feet than !
when walking.
One morning before daylight, we started, and
in the hills at daylight. As we walked up to the fftead of
and looked out, we say four antelopes feeding about 100
out on the prairie. We killed all of them so we sent the
to camp after some ponies while we dressed the game. He
been gone a minute when we heard him firing three times
ran on his trial. We found he had killed one antelope atl¢
wounded another. While he went on after the ponies
the trail of the wounded antelope and found it dead
yards away We brought it in and I stayed to keep
from those two and the old man went back to watch the!
'till the boy got back with the ponies, when we loaded
and went back to camp. We gave one to (;harley, the
took two, the boy, Dot and I took two and we gave the
camp.
AT the next council meeting, the boy was given the name
Antelope, and yeas very proud of it 'till he was given a
later.
I Ioafed around 'till Dot and her mother said they
out to get a mess of wild onions. The boy took his 30-30
along, thinking he might get a shot at a deer. A little
Indian came in and told Charley that there was a whiske
at the camp up the river and all the Indians were getting
Charley came after me and we started for the upper
informant rode with us for awhile, then loped off for
We rode on and met some of the boys from the camp,
deer hunting, and they knew nothing of any whiskey
that there was none.
We saw a trick that had been played on us nd started
for leather. We were four or five miles from camp when
bunch of Cheyennes riding and heard the sound of
hind them. The police and about 10 to 15 others were
their tails, smoking them hard. :
We rode up and they told us the news )ld
were with the polic . They said that
and 12 Cheyennes rode down on Dot and her mother
from camp. They were within 50 yards when they
ing. The women fell on their faces and lay close to the
The boy started shooting. His first shot killed Little Elk
three more before they could stop. The police were
ing in fast, and the old man was firing at about 400
good shooting, too.
The Cheyennes turned, leaving Little Elk and one of
men dead, but the wounded they took with them.
have been in a hurry for it is seldom that Indians leave
Dot and her mother were unhurt. They had lain down t0d
the lead, and they still had their onions, some of which we
supper.
We sent a runner to alert the upper camp and
trouble but the Cheyennes never came. It was only a
Little Elk talked into helping him, and when he fell they
heart for further trouble. We kept good watch for the
for a long time but they never came any more.
One day Cahrley brought me a letter calling me to
Arkansas City for duty. I got ready and pulled out.
out close to Baxter Springs. I was there four months
down by Vian, was there for six weeks, then went
Brown's outfit down on he Creek line to tangle with
and his bunch. Before we got to fighting the soldiers
Gibson came and they soon stopped all the trouble.
plenty of us to whip all the (;reek Negroes but the Capt.
he would do all the shooting and for us to behave.
After a lot of profanity we left them and they took
we camped there two weeks to be sure they did. They
men on the run and took him prisoner but turned him
was a year or more before we killed him in a whiskey ra
The word went to the cap that l had been killed at
Dot and the boy went to school, and Dot married a
Segaar Colony. They had a family and lived happily.
years before I saw Dot again and then it was at a camp
for only about half an hour.
.......................... ................ by Elizabeth Wise
The last few days the leaves have been falling from the trees so
thick it looks like it's raining leaves. It's interesting to watch them
Three of my trees arepecan trees, and when the wind blows, you
can hear the pecans falling on the roof, and there are several pe-
cans under all those leaves. There is a lot of leaf raking to do
\here, lucky deal for me, I just love to scuff through leaves, and the
cats like to chase the leaves if they are being blown around the
yard.
Now is a good time to make snacks for when the grandchildren
arrive. Here are two recipes for snacks that keep well.
Oven Caramel Corn
8-9 quarts popped corn
2 cups brown sugar
1 cup oleo (2 sticks)
1 tsp. salt
By Abe Cobb IL reporter
The November 4-H meeting was held Monday the 3rd at the
Evans Ag Farm. President .lustin Wollenburg called the meeting
to order and the club united in the Flag Salute and 4-H Pledge.
There was much discussion on the Pork Chop Supper and Auc-
tion. Volunteers were taken tor wrapping potatoes, putting up
tables and chairs, servers, etc. All members have jobs to help
with this huge fund raiser.
Announcements were made. The demonstration contest will be
held December 4, 1997 at Ripley starting at 1:00. The entry dead-
line is December 1st at the Extension oMce. 1/2 cup white syrup
The 4-11Ackievement BarKluet is being held November 15th at 1 tsp. vanilla, .
,rounds. Admission is free,' ' " " "l soda
6:30 p.m. at the l ayne (.ounty l,airg
but you must bring two dishes of vegetables or salad or dessert to 1/2 tsp. cream of tartar
serve twelve people. Boil all ingredients except corn and soda for 5 minutes, mixing
The Perkins 4-11 Christmas Party will be on December 1st. We well and stirring often. Remove from heat and add soda, stirring
will met at the Evans Ag Farm at 6:00. First we will go caroling, quickly. Pour over popped corn, mixing well. Put in two large flat
then return for our annual Christnms party, pans and place in 250 degree oven for one hour, stirring 2-3 times.
When it is cool, store in closed containers.
1 lb. box wheat chex
1 med. box cheerios
1 lb. margarine
1 lb. mixed nuts or pecans
1 tsp. each salt, onion salt, garlic salt
Heat oven to 250 degrees. Combine all ingredients
roaster. Bake for 2 hours, stirring every 30 minutes.
cool, store in covered containers.
If you like them, don't wait on the kids to get here.
and eat them[
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Letters to the Editor
Rick:
This is my final story about Bandit Football for this
hope you are able to use all the material I gave you.
outstanding year as a whole and we want the people
to know about it.
On behalf of the Bandit Football Association, thank yo
the Journal staff for being a part of that success b)
articles, l know the kids really appreciate it.
Thanks so much,
Rick Lomenick
