IT REALLY HAPPENED!!
SEPT 8, 1904, Sun Monitor, Greer County, Mangum, OT
THE TELEPHONE PEST
Have you ever been up against it? If you have, you know what worry it is and realize that
life is not one long, sweet blissful dream.
The telephone pest abounds in Mangum to an exasperating extent. There are both the male
and female genders and they vary in age from the tender social bud of ten to the smiling,
old jolly boy of sixty. The pest in the love-sick pangs is when its fangs are sharpest and
the agonies of its victims most intense. In these cases there are two pests ----one at
each end of the line----and therefore, two sets of victims are being bored to madness at
the same time.
These pests never use their own phone, at this stage, even if they have one, but the girl
will go to a neighbor's so the folks at home can't hear what she says and the fellow will
go to some other house, store or office than where he lives or works. When they get
connected up and get busy talking, then the misery begins for everybody within hearing
distance of either end of the line, except the two silly noodles who are doing the
talking. They will keep those two phones monopolized for perhaps an hour at a time right
in the busiest part of the day.
Many other people, some with perhaps very important business, may call either one of the
two phones in the mean time and all will get from "central" that heat generating
and soul maddening answer, "talking now."
There are other varieties of the pest, one is the party who is too stingy to pay for a
phone of his own, but uses his neighbor's every day. But the love-sick pest is the worst.
Science has exterminated the chinch bug and has found a killer for the boll weevil, now he
should turn his attention to the telephone pest and rid the earth of it.
Sun Monitor, November 3, 1904
A CARD FROM BOB DEVER
I want to say to the voters of the second commissioner district that when I was a boy down
in old Kentucky going to school at the little log school house, sitting on a split log
bench without any back, our teacher used to tell us boys between larrupings--as he called
them--with good long smooth elm switches, that some day he would not be surprised if some
of us boys would be president of this great republic and of course it made us feel pretty
But since that time I have been too busy hustling grub and hickory shirts to cover those
numerous children, that poor dissatisfied fellow told you about. I have just got started,
and of course, I expect to climb the ladder just a few rounds at a time.
Down in Texas I had the honor to be elected road overseer and from that, I was elected
justice of the peace. So, my fellow citizens, you see I have made a great start towards
the White House. Now, if you voters will kindly remember me on next Tuesday, November 8th,
in the good year of our Lord 1904 you will have my everlasting gratitude. In return ,I
will promise to serve you honestly and faithfully, ever having in mind that I should deal
justly with all parts of the district.
I will also use my best efforts for good roads, especially the main traveled highways to
the different markets and in all the business interests of the county that I have to deal
with, will try to be conservative and reasonable and make a dollar buy a dollar's worth.
Your humble servant,
Robert E. Dever
Dec. 15, 1904 Sun Monitor
It has been known for a long time that there was a cave one mile north and one mile west
of Duke, but no one ever seemed to have gone into it but a short distance.
Last Sunday Messrs. Hogsett, Jeffreys, Blanton and Bradley went out with the intention of
finding out more about it. They took along ropes, lanterns, etc. to light their way and
prevent accidents. The entrance started abruptly from a gulch, a narrow passage leads into
a large subterranean room. This is as far as anyone had previously explored it. From this
room three entrances lead out into different directions.
The boys explored one division only for their time was limited. They proceeded cautiously;
at times they were in large rooms with rock walls, ceiling and floor. They then were on
all fours, making their way into the unknown. They saw a well, the water of which seemed
somewhat muddy and had trash on the surface. They discovered a lake of clear water the
depth of which they did not ascertain. They said the walls of some of the rooms were
covered with a crystallized substance and looked beautiful by the light of their lanterns.
They saw tracks of various kinds of animals. They found the skeleton head of some large
animal and brought back some large teeth taken from it. They said that if they had had
more time they would have found out more of this subterranean world. It seems strange that
no one has heretofore investigated this interesting subject.
February 2, 1905 Sun Monitor
N. Mc Millan, who lives 23 miles northwest of Mangum, was in town Tuesday and called with
his brother, Justice T.F. Mc Millan, at this office. Mr. Mc Millan brought with him for
our inspection a pistol found by his son near their home last November.
It is a flint lock--an old flint lock pistol with the flint still screwed in the hammer.
It bears the date of manufacture 1813 and the manufacturer's initials, B.A. and trade
mark, a sphinx head. The barrel is about seven inches long and would discharge a bullet a
half-inch in diameter. Barrel, hammer, springs and screws are of steel, while a part of
the frame work is of brass. The steel ram rod was found with the gun resting in its proper
place under the barrel, though the wood, which projects from the trigger guard forward
under the barrel, and nearly its entire length, has rotted or burned away. The wood from
the handle had also long since returned to dust or ashes, though the screws which held it
in place were still with the gun when it was found.
That the gun had laid on the prairie a half century or perhaps more seems hardly to be
doubted, as that style of fire arm was succeeded only a few years after 1823 by the cap
and ball pistol---the later, yet so long ago as the civil war--the cartridge pistol was
much in evidence. Page 1
Feb. 2, 1905, Sun Monitor, page 1
Last week, when the fire boys were out practicing with the new fire hose, they were
throwing a stream over a high board fence back of one of the saloons when a man named
Harmon, said to have been more or less under the influence of "booze", went out
the back door of the saloon and got a dash of the water.
He went on through the fence and as he emerged into the alley he got another dose before
the man at the nozzle saw him. He was hopping mad and started for the firemen but, tripped
on the hose and fell in the mud, which did not sweeten his temper. He got to where the
firemen were and probably would have tried to clean out the crowd, but was afraid to get
too near the range of the water stream.
He got behind the nozzle man and attempted to grab the hose, all the time using language
that would not do to print in a Sunday School paper. He finally got in range of the stream
again and was knocked off his feet and fell sprawling on the ground. He went to the
authorities and had Fireman Charley Rutter arrested, charged with disturbing the peace.
Mr. Rutter stood trial and the trial was held on Saturday before Justice McMillan,
resulting in a hung jury. Harmon was arrested and his fine and costs amounted to $10.25.
May 5, 1905
Just east of the brick plant there is a swag in the earth which in the wet season fills
with water. The recent heavy rains made a lake covering several acres of ground.
In various places in the lake bubbles are continually rising to the surface of the water.
Last week when the water was highest, at a point near the brick plant office, the water
spouted up four to six inches above the level of the lake.
The water has receded from this point, but the bubbling may still be seen in other parts
of the lake. This is without doubt, escaping gas and indicates a deposit at some depth in
the ground. Mr. Moore, manager of the brick plant, is quite confident that the discovery
is a valuable one and that Mangum can get natural gas for the drilling.
June 8, 1905, Sun Monitor
The little sons of M.A. and J.C. Johnson, who live about seven miles east of here near the
mouth of Elm, came in after playing in the sand one evening last week and told about
finding a big bone.
Mr. Johnson was interested and lit his lantern and went out to look for it. It proved to
be a bone all right, and a big bone. Mr. Johnson put it in his wagon and brought it to
town Saturday and left it temporarily at this office, where it has been the subject of a
great deal of speculation. It is a huge bone over three and a half feet in length and
weighs 68 pounds.
Most people figure that it has been the thigh bone of some immense animal of the long ago.
Dr. Baker, without figuring any, estimated that an animal with such a thigh bone must have
been 16 or 17 feet high and probably 26 feet long. The bone is in a remarkable state of
preservation. The recent high water dislodged it from the place where it has rested for so
many years. Possible some hot, dry summer twenty or thirty centuries ago, the mighty
mastodon or lusty lizard wandered down to the river to quench his thirst and was caught
and buried alive in the treacherous quick sand. Possibly--but this all happened so long
ago no one would believe us if we told the true story. Suffice it to say he was doubtless
a good lizard and left his family well provided for.
Chasing jack rabbits has been one of the town's amusements the past week. When the heavy
snow came, the long-eared jacks found their rations cut off out on the prairies, so they
began coming into town to look for scraps.
Two were startled out of their hiding places in the public square Monday and a general
chase ensued. The jacks made for the open, and went around the square, with dogs and men
and boys after them yelling like Comanche Indians. The poor rabbits stood, but little show
from the start, though one finally got away.
The entire business portion of Altus turned out to witness the race, which was intensely
exciting while it lasted.
Frank Stratton, a son of S.N. Stratton, brought to town yesterday a small flat stone,
something near triangular in shape, the sides being three to four inches. On one side was
carved several Masonic emblems: a gavel, an apron, a coffin, three steps with the letters
F.H.C. upon them. On the other side of the stone, "in captive by Indians, J.
Vanclure, London, Eng., 1764."
Young Stratton said his brother, John, found the stone a few days ago near the head of
Deer creek, on the divide between Deer creek and Haystack creek. He said it was lying near
an old trail through the brakes. We are inclined to the belief that it is a fake, for the
stone and cutting were entirely too well preserved to be so old. We are well satisfied,
however, that the Stratton boys found it and they know nothing of its origin. Page 1.
Sun Monitor, April 28, 1904
A FRISKY ZEPHYR, STRONG WINDS HIT MANGUM CITY AND LEAVE DAMAGE
There was probably never a storm, a flood, a fire, or a disaster of any kind, but what
brought forth a few ludicrous sights and so it was with this disagreeable, but not very
During the worst period of the storm, a man walked down the middle of the street running
North and South on the West side of the square. With the sand and grit in his eyes, he
could hardly see, and the wind every moment threatened to carry him off his feet. An empty
banana crate come rolling down the street directly in his path, he saw it coming and
stepped to one side several feet. The crate, like a living creature saw him, moved to one
side, too and catching him when he was not looking, knocked his heels out from under him,
and he sat down----hard. He would have sat on the crate, but it was gone.
N.B. Vaughan, who has a room in the Josephine Hotel, was lying on his bed in a half
undressed condition, reading a paper when the storm struck. He heard the door down stairs
blow open. Grabbing his coat and vest, he threw them on as he rushed down stairs. The
hotel was too frail a thing to hold him, and he started across the street for the Sun
Monitor office, but he had such a hard time to navigate--he had forgotten to put up his
suspenders before he put on his coat and vest, and he had that newspaper to manage.
Sun Monitor, June 9., 1904
Last Tuesday, Chief Lone Wolf, his son and two sons-in-law were here to confer with a
committee of Woodmen in regard to having a crowd of Indians attend the Woodman picnic to
be held here on the 27th of this month.
The Indians agreed to come and show the white man how Indians kill a beef and cook and eat
it. The Indians will be furnished the beeves by the Woodman. It is hoped a large crowd of
Indians will be here.
Chief Lone Wolf has agreed to find out how many of his people will come and notify the
Lone Wolf Echo.
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