Here’s another offering from the “City Sights” occasional column that was published in The Daily Oklahoman June 23, 1918.
It may have been the spark plugs or possibly the oil; the water in the radiator may have been aboil. Anyhow, she choked and missed and heaved a final sigh–Mr. Hess had tried to drive her up North Broadway in high.
She anchored in the asphalt. Hess dismounted with a cuss. He cranked but couldn’t diagnose the ailment of his bus. He thought * * * perhaps all gasoline his hell-on-wheels had drank, so he ventured to the rear and stuck his eye into the tank.
All was very dark within, no rippling could he hear. In curiosity he struck a match and held it near. Now, family doctors dressed his wounds; he may survive, they say. But the epitaph on Lizzie’s grave says: “Keep All Fire Away.”
While a search of The Oklahoman’s archives indicated there were Hess families living in Oklahoma City in 1918 and the Hess Rooms were located on North Broadway, I was unable to find any report of this event.