The Okemah Ledger stated: “It is generally thought the negroes got what would have been due them under due process of law.” A photograph of the lynchings was printed up and sold as a popular local postcard.
The great redeeming laugh of it all was that the town’s precious land was nigh unto worthless, free of wells and water and worth, ready to turn into loose blowing red dust at the hint of a strong sneeze much less a wind come sweepin’ down the plain.
The whole mess was Manifest Destiny at its most manifestly messy. And yet it’s ever so odd how much that Great Land Rush image is the comic mask that jauntily slaps over top of the tragedy of the Trail of Tears.
Their chief, John Scott, had once written directly to Congress: “In truth, our cause is your own. It is based upon your own principles, which we have learned from yourselves; for we have gloried to count Washington and Jefferson our great teachers... And the result is manifest.” Now Chief Scott was manifestly reduced to begging General Scott to allow his people to break into smaller, less concentrated groups in order that they might more successfully forage for food and survive the thousand-mile forced march. The others of the so-called Five Civilized Tribes, the Creek, the Choctaw, the Chickasaw, and the Seminole, were forced out of Georgia and Florida and Alabama and Mississippi, and driven off to the worthless new Neverland under military guard.
No one has ever gotten around to declaring them “The Laters,” probably since they got there long before the celebrated Sooners.