The Coolidge examiner., 1931-12-11

noon edition and was known as
the most powerful newspaper in
the Southwest. When Sabra was
in town she made a practice Of
driving down to the office at eleven
every night, remaining there for
an hour looking over the layout,
reading the wet galley proof of the
nights news lead, scanning the A.
z. wires. Her entrance was in the
nature Of the passage of royalty,
and when she came into the city
room the staff all but saluted.
True, she wasn't there very much,
except in the summer, when con
greSs was not in session.
The sight of a woman on the
floor of the congressional house
was still something of a novelty.
Sentimental America had shrunk
from the thought of women in ac-
tive politics. WOman's place was
in the home, and American wOm-
anhoOd was too exquisite a flower
to be subjected to the harsh atmOS-
phere of the assembly floor and the
committee room.
Sabra stumped the state and de-
veloped a surprising gift of ora
tory.
Perhaps it was not altogether
what she said that counted in her
favor. Her appearance must have
had something to do with it. A
slim, straight, dignified woman, yet
tOuchingly feminine. Her voice
not loud, but clear. Her white
hair was shingled and beautifully
waved and beneath this her soft
dark eyes took on an added depth
and brilliance. Her eyebrows had
remained black and thick, still
further enhancing her finest fea-
ture. Her dress was always dark,
becoming, smart, and her silken an
kles above the slim slippers with
their cut-steel buckles were those
of a young girl. The aristocratic
Marcy feet and ankles.
In Washington she was quite a
belle among the old boys in con-
gress and even the senate. The
opposition party tried to blackmail
her with publicity about certain un-
proved items in the life of her dead
(or missing) husband, Yancey Cra-
vat: two-gun man, a desperado,
a killer. a drunkard, a squaw man.
Then they started on young Gin
and his Usage Indian wife, but Sa-
bra and Donna were too quick for
them.
Donna Wyatt leased a handsome
house in Dupont circle, stated it,
brought Tracy Wyatt's vast wealth
and influence to bear, and planned
a coup so brilliant that it routed
the enemy forever. She brought
her handsome, sleepy-eyed brother
Gin and his wife Ruby Big Elk,
and the youngsters Felice and Yam
cey TO the house in Dupont circle,
and together she and Sabra gave a
reception for them to which they
invited group so precious that it
actually came.
Sabra and Donna. exquisitely
dressed, stood in line at the head
Of the magnificent room, and be-
tween them stood Ruby Big Elk
in her dress of creamy white doe
skin all embroidered in beads from
shoulder to hem. She was an i'm
posing figure, massive but not Of
fensively fat as were many of the
Usage women, and her black abun-
dant hair had taken on a mist Of
gray.
MY daughter-in-law, Mrs. Cimar-
ron Cravat, of the Usage Indian
tribe"
my sons wife, Ruby Big Elk
Mrs. Cimarron Cravat."
'My sister-in-law, Mrs. Cimar-
ron Cravat. A full-blooded Usage
Indian. Yes, indeed. We
think so, too"
And, "How do you do?" said
Ruby, in her calm, insolent way.
For the benefit of those who had
not quite been able to encompass
the Indian woman in her native
dress Ruby's next public appear
ance was made in Paris gown of
white. She became the rage, was
considered picturesque, and left
Washington in disgust, her work
done. No one but her husband,
whom she loved with a doglike
devotion, could have induced her
to go through this ceremony.
The opposition retired, van
quished.
Donna and Tracy Wyatt then
hired a special train in which they
took fifty eastern potentates on a
tour of Oklahoma. One vague and
not very bright Washington matron,
of great social prestige, impressed
with what she saw, voiced her opin-
ion to young Yancey Cravat, quite
confused as to his identity and
seeing only an attractive and very
handsome young male seated be-
side her at a country club luncheon.
Il had no idea Oklahoma was
like this. 1 thought it was all oil
and dirty Indians"
There is quite a lot of oil, but
we're not all dirty"
"We?"
I'm an Indian"
(TO BE CONTINUEDD
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