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Near sandy Henryetta, Okla. (pop. 6,000), in the Old Indian Territory, Jackson Barnett, full-blooded Creek, worked his 160-acre allotment by day, rested his tired bones in a not-too-clean four-room shack by night. He was old#&151;60, maybe 70-he didn't know exactly. He was poor. He was illiterate. But he was a Govern-ment ward and he had learned that, so long as he stayed a good Indian, the Govern-ment would provide...
...dusk one evening in 1920 a taxicab rolled up to Jackson Barnett's door. A well-dressed white woman stepped out. She said she was interested in oil and asked him to go for a ride. It was getting dark; he did not want to go. But he was a good-natured Indian who could not say no. He grinned and went. They drove to Okemeh, 18 miles away, and there spent the night. She was not a bad looking white woman...
...friends of the white woman's, at the ceremony. After it they shook their heads dubiously. The Kansas marriage laws relating to Indians might be tricky, they said. So the sharp-eyed men and the woman-he had learned her name now: Anna Laura Lowe-took Jackson Barnett to Independence, Mo., and had the marriage performed a second time. That struck Jackson as unfair. He had not cared much about getting married once. Twice was much big nuisance, too much...
...sharp-eyed companions of the now Mrs. Barnett busied themselves with papers. They asked Jackson to sign them. He did so by smudging his thumb in ink and across the documents. One of the men (Barnett guessed they were lawyers) later told him that he had given to the American Baptist Home Mission Society $550,000 of his royalty oil account, and a like amount to his wife...
Mysterious trips to Washington followed, whispered conferences at the huge Interior Department Building-things Jackson did not try to understand. More papers were signed and everybody seemed delighted, particularly Mrs. Barnett and her Kansas friends...