We Were There at the Oklahoma Land Run — John Shaqi
We Were There at the Oklahoma Land RunKjelgaard, Jim
History
We Were There at the Oklahoma Land Run
Kjelgaard, Jim
Oklahoma -- History -- Land Rush, 1889 -- Juvenile fiction
Most of Oklahoma seemed to be very good land. But Alec had a farmer's
eye, and he was glad his father had gone on. In a year of abundant
rainfall, any fertile land would grow good crops. In a year of drought,
water would be necessary. Alec hoped his father would find a claim near
a stream.
As soon as he had traveled what he thought was a sufficient distance,
Alec turned Carrots and started in the other direction. Carrots flicked
his ears forward and snorted softly. Alec looked with interest at a
little grove of trees that rose above the grass. He swung Carrots toward
them. As soon as he was near, he heard two men arguing.
One, stripped to the waist and sweating, had been digging in a huge
hole. Over the hole, Alec understood, he would build a dugout to serve
as a dwelling place until he could erect a house. The other man, mounted
on a sweating horse, must have started from the border and ridden in the
Run.
"You got out here and dug that big a hole since noon?" asked the man who
was astride the horse.
[Illustration: _"You dug that big a hole since noon?" asked the man on
the horse_]
"Yup," said the other man.
"You couldn't have!" the horseman flared. "You're a Sooner!"
"Prove it," the other said.
"I'll do better than that!" the horseman exclaimed. "I'll bring soldiers
and let them see what you've done! If they think you're a Sooner, then
you're out and this is my claim!"
The horseman wheeled and rode back toward the border to find soldiers.
The man who had been digging the hole looked worriedly after him.
Wanting no part of this or any other trouble, Alec rode on. But he saw
why the disputed claim was valuable, for the trees surrounded a
sparkling water hole. In a dry year, when wells might fail, whoever
owned such a water hole could easily have every neighbor at his mercy.
All about were men who had staked claims, and they were busy hunting the
corners or building up those they had found. One white-haired man had a
little mountain of rock and was feverishly making it higher. Alec formed
his own opinions. Some of the people who had staked here thought that
all they had to do to be well settled was to claim a homestead. They
knew nothing of better lands farther on. Others, who did know, had been
unable to keep up with the Run. Instead of getting what they wanted,
they were taking what they could get. There were some choice claims,
such as the one with the water hole.
"Boy! Hey, boy!"
Alec stopped Carrots. He waited for a lanky, excited man who was shaking
his fist and talking to himself.
"Do you know what I aim to do, boy?" the man called.
"No," said Alec.
"Goin' to law," the man said. "Goin' to law soon's I can find me a
lawyer. Claim jumpers run me off my claim!"
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