The daily morning journal and courier., 1895-01-05
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How Tenderfoot from College Became D
 squaw Mai and Lost His Life.

How TenderfoOt from College Became 9 squaw Mai and Lost His Life. l From tho Cincinnati Commercial.l | Frank Waggoner was graduated with high honors from college in Ohio in
 lSsS His father owned farm in the
 backwoods of Paulding county, and the
 young collegian had no desire to re- | turn to the rural districts and saw wood" or maui rails either, so he went | to his father and told him he had de- termined to go west and grow up with
 Oklahoma. The old gentleman thought
 Frank was a "pesky fool" and said so.
 and pretty Kittle Mayo almost cried her eyes out. Young Waggoner took
 her in his arms and told her he was go- ing west for her sake, and that as soon as he had made modest start he would send for her, and they would, like the good children in all well-regu-
 lated novels, Hive happily ever after ward"
 So the youthful enthusiast left Paul. ding Centre one day and took the train
 for the west, while poor Kitty cried bit
 terly behind the shelter of the station, and Papa Waggoner alternately dashed tear from his eyes and cussed that "danged young idiot" Even the idiot felt badly, and, despite his utmost en- deavors he could hardly keep back the tears.
 In due time Frank landed at Hume we'll, Kan, on the border of the Chero- kee Strip, and tried to get work. There was none to be had. He had a few hundred dollars and was comparatively easy. One day he met dashing Jim Dalton, then dapper little fellow, who belonged to a gang of boomers" then in camp along the Chickasaw river, un- der command of Oklahoma Harry IilH
 You are a pretty good fellow" said Dalton, land guess you're game. Now I know where there Is gold cache not far from Eufaula. It ain't no great mine with millions in 1t, but there is $1OO,Oo0 planted there by three miners who dug it out of the Wichita noun tains, If you'll furnish ponies I'll go along and we two will scoop 1t all in"
 Waggoner had unbounded faith in Dalton. at that time a popular young border gambler, and later on the noted outlaw. So he wrote gushing letter to pretty Kittie and another full of braggadocio to Papa Waggoner before he followed Dalton down the old Chis- holm trail into Oklahoma, over to the Chicasaw Indian country. On the way they were joined by dashing Pearl Younger, a daughter of Belle Starr Dalton and Pearl seemd to be we'll &C., quainted, and apparently had some se- cret in common. Their meeting did not appear to be by chance.
 "No, you must not shoot him, Jim," he heard the girl say one day as he | rode along. "Hit him over the head | and let him go."
 Frank thought a good deal about the | expression, "Hit him over the head and | let him go" but he never dreamed of l applying 1t to himself. That night as | he was lariating out his horse he sud- | denly lost consciousness, and when he | came to the dew was on the grass and he was all alone, his head feeling like a lump of lead.
 Before he could recover his wits a of horsemen dashed up, and a big fellow with an arsenal strapped around his waist and Winchester strung to his saddle pulled up and de- that he give an account of