Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1916-03-07

wood and prepared the meals for the
hungry workers, and devoted the big
gest part of his valuable time to the
task of writing hymn. He aspired
to become a minister of the gospel,
and was a member of some strange
sect which included in its worship the
washing of feet The Man About
Town, hearing Of his poetic tenden-
cies offered Happy Lason, the driller,
five dollars. IL he would kidnap for
him the unfinished hymn. He near
ly got it too, for one night he got Gull
lican into = religious argument and
took his Bible TO prove the point--<
question. But here Happy over
reached. for the sight of the driller
with Bible in his hand was so con-
Trajectory that even the preacher
suspected that it was for no good
purpose, and said that he would find
the place for him. Happy tried to
slip out the hymn in returning the
book. but II was clumsy attempt.
and all he got was two lines of the
chorus. Here they are:
I'VE stOOp so low
And Wash feet you know"
IF the whole hymn was as good as
the chorus. Oklahoma certainly pos
sess modern Charles Wesley.
Bribine The Almighty.
Gullican thought that he could sort
Of bribe the Almighty to give him nil.
He did not know what all experienced
men know, that an anticline is tlNe
wickedest creature under the earth.
and wanders about at its own sweet
will, fearing neither God nor man.
So one day. in burst of confidence,
the would-be parson told the Man
About Town that he and his wife had
promised God that if he would just
give them oil they would tear up
stakes and go all over the country
preaching. We told him that if we
were in his place we would not tempt
the Deity any further, because if he
kept quiet he might get oil, but it
could not be expected that God would
give him oil and be compelled to en-
dure his preaching. too. Then we
went out and met our contractor. a
big beaming Irshman, whom every
Tulsan knows and told him of GULL
cans prayer His face darkened an
moment, as he replied. THAT will
queer the whole - pool"
How Gullican Lost His Well
Gullican hated to work. but he
hated worse to carry water, and so,
with hungry men knocking at his door
every day offering him good money,
he felt obliged to dig well. He
hired man and watched him as he
slowly shoveled his way down to the
rock. Then 1t became necessary to
blast and the dynamite was secured.
Gullican knew nothing about the stuff
and was afraid to ask the derrick por-
ters around until one came in who
looked less vicious thahn the rest.
On, yes; this man knew all about
dynamite. and would do the blasting
for him. Then, after warning the
rest to keep out of danger, he placed
a n Iln hnt
generous and set II off The house
was left and a few dishes, but the well
must have been blown as far as
BiXby, for 1t never came back.
Gullican Still Dreams.
After two years we saw Gulican
one day last week. The Lord seems
meretfully to have delivered the peo-
pie, for the lazy dreamer has not
started out with his sawdust trail. His
whole farm Is condemned now, but
by sheer force of a gifted Imagination
he has found two pools miles away
and declares that they intersect Just
under his barn. where the union sta
ton should be built. In the meantime
the work on the farm does not go on,
but Gullican's Bible is well thumbed
1t was cold q few weeks back. and
for three days the stock went without
water because Gullican would not
uraW IL. w nat was the use of chill
ing genius just for the sake of WATER
Ing thirsty cattle? He could not see
that 1t was more religious to "stoop
so low for the purpose of relieving
the sufferings of some of Gods dumb
creatures than to wash the dirty feet
of fellow-worshippers.
Yet Gullican has the very potential
tiles hidden within which make the
great mystics HIS truly fine face
fairly beams as he offends the faith
In his crude arguments for it. IL he
knew more and were not such an in
fernally lazy hypocrite his prayer
might have been answered.