Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1899-03-02
HIS z4TH BIRTHDAY.
Friends of Mr.. I. b. Hitchcock Met TO
Show Him Honor.

The old fashioned folks had their
turn Tuesday night, the occasion being
the birthday party" given Mr.. Isaac
B Hitchcock in their apartments at
the Western hotel by Mrs. S j. Burns,
his daughter, and her family. As
the guests arrived buttonaire tied
with bit OF ribbon was pinned upon
each, the cOlOrs designating partners
for refreshments. When all had ar
| rived spelling school" was an
nounced, Mr.. Hitchcock being selected
to pronounce the words. Ten persons
lined up on each side and had not the
words ''pOrterre" and "coigne" been
given out, part Of the class might
have been there yet. As it was, the
former decimated the ranks and the
latter broke up the spelling school, ii.
Z. Don-CarlOs carrying off the prize.
w. L. Trott got the A. B. G. book for
being the first TO fall, and had his
word been given out up toward the
head OF the class II would have
wrought havoc, as a number were sure
Ian MacLaren's famous book was the
"Brior" and not "Brier Bush"
Following the spelling school came
some music-the old-fashiOned kind
where everybody sings and which
everybody enjoys, and then the re.
freShments, which even twentieth
century people could have appreciated,
thanks TO ,he skill of Miss May EOl-
land and others. A half hour was
spent in expressions Of good wishes
aud Of congratulations, nearly every
body having a word right from the |
heart for the venerable gentleman
whom the company had met TO do
honor. As the guests departed each |
was handed as a souvenir a neatly |
printed card with the beautiful little
poem which was read on sitting down |
to the table, and which is reproduced |
below.
Those present in addition TO the
family were: Judge Springer, Rev.
King, Rev. Butler. L. w. Welch, Mrs.
H. c. Barritt, Mrs. J. s. Thomson,
MIS-. ]. ;. Martin, Mrs. Mary Brown
ing and daughter Miss Fannie May,
WI. .Trott and wife, II. Z. Don-CarloS
and wife. john Swain and wife,
NJ. E.MilfOrd and wife.
Following is the poem:
DRAR FATHER
The years now numbered with the dead
Have left their whiteness on thy head.
Like some tall peak whose glisiening
crown of snow
Sends down its smiles upon the lands be-
low.
That sits unmoved upon its seat,
While nations worship at Its feet.
Thy presence towers above this Joyous
scene,
And makes us all just what we erst have
been.
As once at thine indulgeHt knees,
When toll had left thee at thine case,
We strove and clambered, ftiwiJh haste
remiss.
Zen now We climb, to share a fathers
kiss.
out from the wreck OF by-gOne ye irS.
Fond memory speaks. and oft with tears,
1t tells MS how when sorrows bitter darts
Had sorely pierced and torn our childish
hearts.
Thy soothing words sssuaged the pain
And filed our breasts with peace again,
How carefully thy true and tender hand
Confined our sail 10 waters near the land,
Until, in strength sufficient grown.
We tempted iife's broad seas alone.
Now from that voyage on this, thy natal
day.
We come to thee. our annual dues TO pay.
or flial love and gratitude;
All else We owe TO fEtherhood.
With many a hopeful prayer, deyogtly
given.
That .ate may be thy sweet return TO
Heaven.
Ninita. I. T.. Feb. 2Sth. 1899.