Source: TL&M Genealogy, Volume XIX, Number One, 2011, Page 21. By Gary Lee Barnes
[This was written in the early 1950's and was first published in Southwest Labor in 1956 and later published in my book of poetry, In the Shadow of the Hills in 1963.]
I fly from the highest staffs....guard the world's greatest ships...adorn the walls of countless schoolrooms and I am etched in the heart of every American.
I have seen many things since I was first created. The birth and growth of a great Nation; a Nation divided in a great civil conflict; and that nation united in two World Wars, when foreign lands were stained red with the blood of America's youth.
Mine eyes have seen grief and joy, hate and love, success and failure. Wars have saddened me, peace has gladdened my spirit, prosperity has strengthened me and depression has darkened the sun which enshrines me.
Men have betrayed the trust I have placed in them. They have abused the freedoms which I represent. But I look not for the bad, I see not defeat. That is why I fly from such lofty heights, so that I may see the good about me and look over horizons and see a future which my subjects cannot vision.
At the close of each day when I am lowered from my staff, my proud body bows down and I give a prayer of thanks to Almighty God, for without His guidance, i could not have survived the troubled past and I need Him to guide me through the ever changing future.
The rich and poor are humbled alike when I pass by. I hear the voices of many tongues, see faces of many colors and listened to the songs of many religions, yet I hold no barriers...to me they are equal.
I am strong, all powerful, yet I wave a greeting to everyone who passes by. Great words have been written about me by the greatest statesmen, yet the words I cherish the most come from the lips of a small child as h or she gives their first pledge of allegiance to me and to that for which I stand. Faltering as their words may be, they are the future of America.
I stand guard over the graves of those who have protected me in the past. I must forever be on guard in the future for there are those who would destroy this great nation, which has been carved from virgin sod by men and women of many creeds and colors.
Tho I may be soaked by rain, covered by dust, and torn by misuse, i will not perish, for I am strong. I am the heart of America.
Source: A Bit of History by Virgil Talbot, page 174.
Excerpt from Founder's Speech by Virgil Talbot, Dedication of the Talbot Library & Museum, Colcord, OK, June 2, 1990
"....There are those who say I am self-serving and I suppose it is because I insisted that this be The Talbot Library and Museum. I am proud of that name and perhaps more so than most because I came into this world with out right or title to a family name and for sixty years I never knew the identity of my natural father. Mine was no joyous moment of birth---there was no proud father waiting, nor caring mother. But there was someone willing to take me into their arms and into their heart and call me their own. That person was James A. Talbot, better known as Jim. He gave me the Talbot name and I have proudly borne it ever since.
In a sense he traded a valuable piece of property in downtown Long Beach, California for the possession of me. I hope he never regretted this deal. So today, the name "Talbot" is up there on that building, not as a tribute to me but to a man who was born on Cowskin Prairie near Grove, OK, of ancestry reaching back to the Norman coast of France, and beyond that to the Norsemen from the far north; whose people came over the long Trail of Tears and settled in this country some 150 years ago; a man who loved history and passed that love on to me; who loved to read and gave me that love. Just the other day Creel Philpott told me that one thing he remembered best about my Dad was that he loved to read. I think that is a good thing to remember a man by. So to "Daddy", and to all the Talbots before him who had a tradition of "Centuries of Service", and to all of you, I pledge to you that I will do all within my ability to assure that the Talbot Library and Museum will be here for generations to come."
Source: TL&M Genealogy Magazine, Volume XVIII, Number One, 2010, Page 14
"Hildebrand Mill, now known as Beck's Mill is located one-half mile north of Highway 33 on Flint Creek and was established in 1835. The millstones were shipped from France to New Orleans, up the Arkansas River by boat to Fort Gibson and then on to the millsite by ox wagon."
Click this link or scroll down below to view the document containing more information on the old mill from the a clipping "found in the Roxie Kirby collections."
Source: TL&M Genealogy Magazine, Volume XIII, Number Four, 2005, Page 85
"If we were required to all agree upon history, then history would never be written. The 18th Century Irish Divine, Phillip Skelton, noted, "History makes us some amends for the shortness of life." Through history we can extend ourselves beyond the brief span of time allotted to us. History must be recorded and we cannot wait until every statement is authenticated and documented. Unwritten history may be lost forever and leave a blank space in the Chronicles of Time.
So if what appears to be fact today, proves false tomorrow, correct it and move on. Errors can be corrected, lost history cannot.
The search for history never ends......."
--Excerpt from the "Introduction" to the book A Bit of History by Virgil Talbot, founder of Talbot Library & Museum.
While reading some old Tulsa World papers. I found some criminal cases that were perhaps common back then and was interested to see how they were punished. In this case of January 8, 1916, the Tulsa World reads as follows:
On the criminal docket twelve cases were disposed of: Jack Wildbird charged with stealing a hog from a smokehouse, pleaded guilty and was fined $10 and sentenced to 10 days in jail. Daivd Floyd, charged with assault and battery on his wife, pleaded guilty, and was fined $5
Seems like the assault on the hog in the smokehouse was a worse crime than beating up your wife back then.
- From T. L. & M. Genealogy, Volume VII, Number Two, 1999; Page 33, Submitted by Jean Hurt (published by The Talbot Library & Museum, Colcord, OK)
BRIDGE CONTRACTS--The contract for the construction of two steel bridges in Benton County was awarded to the Missouri Valley Bridge and and Iron Co. of Leavenworth, Kansas. There were 15 bridge firms represented during the bidding that commence at $10,000 for each of the bridges and were lowered to $5075 for the bridge across Spavinaw and $4500 for the bridge across Sager Creek. Judge Williams refused to let the contract at these figures and afterwards succeeded in making a contract with the Missouri Valley Bridge and Iron Company for $4500 for the construction of the Spavinaw bridge and $3500 for the bridge across Sager Creek in the city of Siloam Springs. The Sager Creek bride will be constructed of steel, 78 feet long with a 16 foot roadway and two sidewalks of four feet each. The city is bonded to the county to pay one third of the cost of the bridges and all the cost of the sidewalks. This will make the city's part $1948.50, while the county will pay the balance of $1551.50. The Spavinaw bridge will be 211 feet in length, it will have a steel span of 150 with 61 feet of piling approach. The total cost of this bridge will be paid by the county.
FLINT--Lots of rain now and more than is needed. Dick Beck and wife made a trip to Siloam Monday. Miss Wilora Bee of Flint went to Kansas Saturday. Roy Hughes of Vian is visiting his friend Miss Mattie Dial of Flint. George Scales and wife of Minniehaha were trading at Flint Monday. Joe Carnes of the Blue Springs was the Postmaster at Flint Monday. Miss Nannie Taylor and her sister are visiting their Aunt Julia Beck. Mr. F.A. Ward and mother of Siloam will be visiting the home of Mrs. Julia Beck at Flint. Mrs. Julia Beck of Flint and Mrs. Wilson of Kansas are canning peaches on Long Prairie this week.
Originally transcribed from microfilm, appeared in TL&M Genealogy Volume 13 No. 2 2005