Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1916-05-06

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ed, win tell you OF an Indian Terri.
tory feud Of which 1 was press agent
camp follower and accessory during
the fact
was on a visit to Sam Durkee's
ranch. where had great time fall
lag of unmanlcured ponies and way-
ing my bare hand at the lower jaws Of
wolves about two miles away. Sam
was a hardened person Of about TWEEN
ty-nye, with a reputation for going
home In the dark with perfect equa-
nimity, though often with reluctance.
over In the Greek nation was fam.
Hy bearing the name OF Tatum. | was
told that the Durkees and Tatums had
been feudlng for years. Several Of
each family had bitten the grass, and
il was expected that more Nebuchad-
nezzars would follow. A younger gen.
GRAFTON of each family was growing
up, and the grass was keeping pace
with them. But | gathered that they
had fought falrlyi that they had not
lain In corn6eds and aimed at the
division OF their enemies suspenders
Ia the back-partly, perhaps, because
there were no cornhelds, and nobody
wore more than one suspender Nor
had any woman or child Of either
house ever been harmed.
Sam Durkee had girl. Her name
was Ella Baynes. They appeared to
be devoted to each other and to have
perfect confidence In each other, as all
couples DO who gre and have or aren't
aud haven't. she was tolerably pretty,
with a heavy mass OF brown hair that
helped her along. He introduced me
to her, which seemed not to lessen her
preference for him, so reasoned that
they were surely soul mates.
Miss Baynes lived In Klngdsher
twenty miles from the ranch Sam
lived on gallop between the two
places.
one day there came TO Klngasher a
courageous young man, rather small,
with smooth face and regular features.
He made many inquiries about the
business Of the town and especially Of
the inhabitants cognominallys He said
he was from Muscogee, and he looked
il, with his yellow shoes and crocheted
rour-ln.hand, met him once when
rode in for the mail He said his name
was Beverly Travers, which seemed
rather improbable
one day when ! was messenger for
bali gross Of cigarette papers and a
couple Of wagon tires saw the alleged
Beverly Trayers in u yellow wheeled
buggy with Fila Baynes, driving about
town as ostentatiously as the black,
waxy mud would permit, l knew that
this information would bring no balm
or Gllead to Sans soul, so | refrained
from including It In the news Of the
city that retniled on my return. But
on the next afternoon an elongated ex-
cowboy OF the name OF Simmons, an
Old time pal of Sans, who kept a
feed store ia Klngdsher, rode out to
the ranch ana rolled and burned many
cigarettes before he would talk When
he did make grafton his words were
taese.
Sam, say. there's been descrlp-
ti0n OF galoot mlscalin' himself Beyel
Edged Travels lmpairlng the atmos-
pherlc air OF KlngAsher for the past
two weeks, You know who he was?
he was not otherwise than Ben Ia.
tum, from the Creek Nation, son Of Old
Gopher Tatum that your Uncle Newt
shot last February. You know what
hc done this morning? He killed your
brother I.ester-shot him In tue cot.
house yard"
wondered II Sam had heard. He
pulled a twlg from mesquite bush.
chewed Il a moment and said;
Gle did did he? He killed IesterI"
"lhe same,' said Simmons. "And
he did more. He run away with your
giri, the same as to say Miss ella
ftOynes thought you might like to
tnow, so rode out to lmpart the in.
fc1matlOn."
81 am much obliged Jim," said Sam,
taking the chewed twIg from his
mouth "Yes, I'm glad you rode out,
Yes I'm right glad"
Well, IN be rdin' back reckon.
TAat boy left IN the feed store don't
kecw hay from oats. He shot Lester
ia the back"
"Shot him Ia the back"
eyes, while he was hltchln his hOss."
"And you say
'Yes, sam. Everybody seen 'em
drive away together in a blackboard,
with a big bundle like clothes tied up
ie the back Of It, He was drlvln' the
team he brought over with him from
Muscogee. They'll be hard to over
tsee right away
"And which,
u was goln' on to tell you They
Iert on the Guthrie road. But there's
30 iellin' which forks they'll take-yo
sRow that"
IAN right Jim Much obliged"
You're welcome, SAM
simmons rolled a cigarette aud stab
bed hls pony with both heels, rwen-
" yards away be relned up and called
back