 Yes, see, Mrs. Randolph? Well, don't stop there. What happened? Oh, I'd like to know myself. Give me my magazine. Oklahoma Tex glanced to the right. A den of hissing rattlesnakes barred his escape. He glanced to the left. Ten thousand savage Indians stood between him and safety. Oh, girls, I want my magazine. Oh, don't read Shakespeare. But Oklahoma Tex was not to be trapped by this little hazard. Look at the flash. You stick this thing. And this is because he's buying my magazine.