Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1915-04-04
FOSTER SUBLESSEES
f. GETTING CARELESS
Scatter Their Correspond
ence Around Streets of
Washington.
THE INSIDE DOPE
sc. n" Threw a Scare In.
to the Crowd at the
Hearing.
Qy JOHN w. FLENNERD

to sprinkle their correspondence about
the streets of Washington as is
evidenced by the following letter
found in the lobby of the union station
when one of the oil men in his hurry
to eaten a train for New York in
advertently dropped it, The letter
Washington, D. G., Mar %, Is,
Dear Bill:
Gee Bill, Charlie Haskell had us
scared this week til we found out
he was for a renewal of the Big Usage
lease When G. n, breezed into this
burg he said he was on his way 20
Florida. Well we knew he was on
his way but we weren't so doggoned
sure where he was going, especially
last Monday afternoon when he was
among the first fellows to arrive at
the meeting before Cato Sells, which
was called for the purpose of receiving
propositions looking toward taking the
leases right away from in under us,
Like old Man Tennyson's brook, it is
beginning to look as If these hearings
over the lease held by Herb Foster,
the Westerly, Il. L., Bank 4 Trust Co.,
principally trust, although still some
what interested), ct al, are appar-
entity going to go on forever. The
way she looks to a feller up a tree, we
will be a bevy of Rip Van Wlnkle's be-
fore the first heat in the race is run.
As YOU have perhaps noticed by the
public prints, Frank Lane is again
freely frolicking forninst Frisco and
poor Cato Sells and his sidekiCk Joe
Cullinan, also from Texas, are trying
to hold down the red-hot til Frank
blows back and unpacks his satchel
"Bill, never in al my born days
did | ever see such a touching sight
as last Monday p. m, when me and
John Leahy, and Frank Breene. and
Tim Spellaey, and Bill Zevely, and
Bill Davis and jimmy Jones and
Charlie Haskell and Frank Frantz
and Charley owen and Guy de Mar
maduke de Maple Syrup Marchhand
of Ohio, disguised in a golden gultrC
and Joe Phelan and Hank Sinclair
and { e Lorton and Eddie Mitchell
and JOIN steele and Bacon Rind and
Emm,, Ealton and Bob Lee Gordon
and Pete Bgheart and j. George
Wright and Sam Fitzpatrick and
Clint Moore and Mr.. Butler and Dave
Connolly and that feller Critchfield
(also of Ohio) and Theo Barnsdall
and Doc Rood and Frank Phillips and
Frank Overless and Pres Shinn and
his friend, IL. II. Brenner and Wesley
Dial's wife and Judge Brennan and
Judge Shea and Judge Mehard and
Judge Cullinan and Nern Foster and
A. E. Watts and PAT Hurley and Walt
Kelley and Sam Untermeyer and Earl
Oliver and Fred Cook and a fellow
named Flornoy and a couple Of other
strange Irishmen aud Mark Goodwin
the writer, and that long-haired eX-
congressman from Kansas and Leach
of the pink lilacs, and couple of
Ford automobile agents and the re-
porter for the Oil City Derrick and the
Collinsville smelter man still wearing
that flosSy ck-striped collar of his
and a bunch of detectives and Bill
Mowris and Jimmy Yorke and Proc
tor, Of the Gulf company, and the
clerk of the Willard hotel and Sena-
tor Myers from Montana and the
Kellogs of course, and correspondent
of the New York World and a former
Usage Attorney Happier and w. G
Currier and nearly every male i'm
habitant of Bartlesville and the rest
of the Usage council. encountered
Henry b. Martin, president Vice-pres-
ident, secretary, treasurer and chair
man of the executive committee of the
Antitrust league staining outside the
west door of the Indian office with
limp in his voice and a cane in his mitt
and a velvet collar on his Overcoat
gazing wistfully and longingly at each
except j. c. Mcdowell of New York,
who dropped his voice as he ap-
preached the sleuth hound of the
predatory interests.
"Bill, if only Mayor Lamm, of Bar
tlesvlle, had been there in our midst
to have delivered an address Of well
come to his fellow townsmen we
might have felt more at home but as
II was about a hundred or more pro
moters, petroleum producers, poll
ticians, patricians, plebans, .publicists
porch climbers, pussy footed gents
Pennsylvanians, Pawhusllians pro
pagandists, patronage pursuers, purse
proud persons, nure porsiflagists
paupers, and pettfoggers, with prop
Osltious, marked cards, iimmies, am
other things up their sleeves, to saY
nothing of few innocent bystanders
from Green Bay, Superior and Ste
phen Point, Wis. instead Of startn
what had been billed as a [ilkcnng
cot fight. were soon engaged in the
exciting although somewhat puerilc
pastine of playing postoffice, Copen-
hagen. puss-in-a-corner and clap in
clap out.
Honest to Honolulu, Williams. Il
was one of the funniest little propo-
sitionestless parties you ever saw,
There wasn't much more doing than in
Oklahoma City on busy October day
when the Cimma ron has run dry ana
after the legisa IRE has dispersed
peacefully 20 their several dOmiciles
with Martin Luther Turner gone TO
New York and the state Fair on at
Muskogee Bin Mowfis, Of Tulsa,
threatened at one time to send out
for a i'tney's worth of gingerale when
Earl Oliver, Of Bartlesyille, suggested
that we play button, button who's
got the button Evidently that sug-
gested something to that funny little
golden goateed gink from Ohio. that
Marchand personage-for he started
buttin' In 10 the proceedings by step
ping up to within easy running dis
tance from Cato Sells and proposing
three cheers and tiger Apparently
he had come loaded for bear. for ho
had three or four sheets of finely
typewriter extracts from the Clayton
antitrust act, setting forth the fines
and jail sentences any one could have
handed them if they didn't let post
office contracts by sealed bids He
had evidently left his sertified checks
issued by the German. French and
other foreign govcrnmetns, for any
amount up to a couple Of hundred
billions on his dresser up to the DC
cidental hotel, at least he almost told
his right name and said he spoke FOR
the great common people, one OF whom
he was. and that he insisted upon bid