... Shortly after establishing camp Quartermaster Neal was making a reconnoiter with a detachment to find a suitable place for the hoop nets and throw lines, when from out of the rocks, and unobserved a whangdoodle sprang upon him. Fortunately Scout Neal had his jackknife in his hand and was about to cut a pole for a throw when attacked. The affray was fast and furious and before his comrades could come to his rescue he had dispatched the whangdoodle.
    In the encounter Scout Neal received an ugly wound in his right wrist, but his injury was promptly dressed by Dr. Nina Johns and at this time the scout is resting nicely.
    We refrain from mentioning the size of the monster for fear the parents of the scouts will become alarmed. We understood that our prospective second camp is infested with wampus cats, whangdoodles, mountain boomers and whirligigs, but tell your readers to have no fear, as the scouts are well organized, the camp is well parolled and every precaution is takers against the lurking dangers that seem to be on every hand.
    After a light lunch, composed principally of boneless ham, furnished by Jack Hopkins of Hopkins’ meat market, the scouts repaired to the water with a big 80 foot seine and found, to our disgust, it was made for men and not for boys. Three drags were made with the net result of one small minnow. The hoop net was a water haul and throw line was nit, so we will close this report by saying the fishing was bum, but the water fine.


From— The Chickasha Daily Express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]), 19 June 1912. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.