The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1917-09-06
INVADED.

OerB
was shaken to its very foundations
by the invasion Of the enemy from
Beaver City, led by Chief Barrett
and his gang Of about sixty Of the
most desperate characters II has
been our tmiss) fortune to meet.
The attack began about nine
o'clock p. m, when the Big Chief and
. large following. led by such desper-
ate characters as Judge Caldwell,
the eminene Juriet; Hon. Stacy
Willis, the Blackstone Of the North
west; the Rev. L. L. Shaw, the gold
en- throated Oriole Of the Campbell
lite Church; the eminent Divine, Rev.
j. E. Perkins, the black crested
knight Of Methodism, and many
others equally desperate (ly) hun
cry land thirsty citizens Of the
Queen City IL the plains. They were
followed later by a contigent equally
ferocious, led by that no less des-
perate gunman, Sheriff Couch-and
the way the acknowledged chickens
and other garden truck disappeared
was-no surprise to anybody. After
every n else except Bro. Perkins
was through eating the bountiful
supper supplied by Mrs. Searcy, the
crowd began filtering into the tor
ture chamber with their prisoners
and after waiting an hour for Bro.
Perkins to finish up on the last yell
low leg in sight, and Sheriff Couch
had fixed his jitney-to his entire sat
isfaction the torture began. First
was an ear-splitting selection from
the band, after which Judge Cald-
well turned on the screws a little
tighter in an effort at an introduc-
tory speech in which he laid bare the
true fiendishness Of his nature by
torpedoing US with a speech from the
noted s~pel-binder, Rev. L. L. Shaw.
Another agonizing screech by the
band and like q bomb dropped from
an areoplane came down on the de.
voted heads Of the audience, the
chairman launched the vituperous
vilifications Of the Hon. Stacy Wells,
whose raucus appeal to "Give 'em
hell" brought the audience to q fury
Of agonized shouts for mercy. But
there was no mercy for this bunch.
II seemed as il human thought
could devise no more exquisite tor
ture; r human nature bear no
more; but the worst was yet to
come! Out from the clouds 240,-
900 miles high, with the swiftness
Of a ray Of light which travels about
80 million miles a second was hurled
upon the rostrum that eminent law.
yer-preacher, the Rev. ]. E. Perkins
whose broadside verbal brick-bats
hurled at the "slackers" Of Ivanhos
froze the very marrow in theil
bones; and many began at once t.
call on the "Kiser" to come and de
liver them from the calamity whicl
udu UclniicH tucIH. TOTtuHdtcIy
just in time to save us the chairman
with a look or horror on his own fac
said "time's up" and after a vocs
selection Of q new song entitled 81
you don't like your Uncle Sammy,
the prisoners were permitted to &
free on parole. We are promise
that there will be an entire chang
: Of program on their return. May tn
0 Lord have mercy on our souls.
{ The next morning, after con
pleting the havoc begun the nigh
4 before, and they had been lined an
photographed for the Rogues' Ga
lery, the Boosters took the trail
: there being nothing else left to TAX
flor Madison and other points o
their way to Beaver City.
=. We hope this will not be their Ia.
trip to this part Of the county an
h we hope we may be able to be wit
them in their home town in the mes
q future, when it comes time to bi
our soldier boys God speed on the
way to the front-Ivanhoe indie
. pendent.