The Mysterious Stranger
"The Mysterious Stranger"
by Hugh Pickens
Someone asked me a few days ago why I was an advocate for renaming the Phillips 66 refinery in my hometown, the "Marland Refinery of Ponca City" and who was this Marland fellow anyway. "Wasn't he the guy who had his oil company taken away from him in the 1920's?"
"Let me tell you a story," I replied.
A Stranger Arrives
Picture a frontier town over one hundred years ago, just one year after the territory where it is located becomes a state. The town's population is just over 2,500. The town is only 15 years old and there are only a few brick buildings. Main street is an unpaved, dirt street with wooden sidewalks and hitching posts for horses pulling wagons in front of barbershops, dry goods stores, a carriage repair shops. Residents get their water from a a tank on a water tower in the middle of main street.
A mysterious stranger arrives to town on the train with nothing more than a cloth bag for his clothes and a letter of introduction to the owners of the largest ranch in the county. The stranger is 35 years old and says he is a lawyer from back east and that he has come to the town to prospect for gold - black gold. The stranger is unusually dressed in knickerbockers, a Norfolk jackets, and spats and no one could tell by looking at him that he was living on borrowed money.
The townspeople treat him with kindness and generosity and he is able to convince the owner of a local hotel to let him have a room and take his meals on credit.
In a few days the stranger travels the largest ranch in the county - a cattle ranch with over 100,000 of land - and there he presents his letter of introduction to the owner who takes him around to show him the ranch operation. The stranger tramps the land around the ranch studying the outcroppings of rocks and walks for miles over the broad and rolling prairie carefully inspecting the formations.
Here's what the stranger wrote in a letter:
"George L. Miller was showing me around the Ranch one day and we rode up a hill to see the cemetery of the Ponca Indians. The Indians placed their dead on wicker platforms above the ground. I noticed by the outcropping of the rock on the hill that the hill was not only a topographical high but also a geological high. A little further investigation showed it to be a perfect geological dome."
Convinced that the Indian cemetery was a distinct oil formation, the stranger told the ranch owner he would agree to drill a test well if he would give him a lease on the ranch lands and help him obtain the necessary leases from the Native American tribe.
Drilling the Wells
The first well was drilled near the ranch headquarters under the most adverse conditions. There were no heavy draft teams in the area, nothing but light horses and cow ponies. Lumbering teams of oxen with their heavy yokes had to be used to haul rig timbers, tools, boilers, and casings frosm the railroad station in Bliss t the well location. The nearest supply house was 125 miles away in Tulsa. The well was drilled with old Manila cable to a depth of 2,700 feet but is abandoned as a non-producer.
After this failure, a location is made for a second well about five miles from the first on a piece of land called the Iron Thunder Tract under conditions even worse than the first. At a depth of 500 feet they strike gas in spring of 1910. A gas line is laid from the well to the ranch to provide fuel tin handling the crops grown on the land. But still no black gold.
A third well is drilled 1800 feet from the second and it struck gas too. In fact, eight wells are drilled and not one produce petroleum.
The prospecting is done against the advice of experienced oil men in the rich Mid-Continent field further east in Osage County who hold to the theory that there are no profitable fields west of the Red Bed formation which begins after passing westward across the Arkansas River.
But the stranger in undeterred. He is running out of money but decides to drill one last well - his ninth - but after weeks in the field, that well comes up dry too.
The Stranger Departs
The stranger packs up his bags to leave the town where he arrived at lived three years earlier. He has made enough money from the successful gas wells he drilled to pay off his debts and he returns east on the same train that brought him to Ponca City and opens a law practice in his hometown on Pittsburg, Pennsylvania. Marland is very sucesssful as a lawyer and eventually enters politics. In 1936 he is elected Governor of Pennsylvania and two years later Franklin Delano Roosevelt appoints Marland to the United States Spreme Court fullfilling the dream that Marland's father had had for him all his life.
Years later after he retires from the Supreme Court Marland sits down to write his memoirs and devotes a chapter to the sleepy frontier town where he had gone as a young man in search of adventure and riches and remembers the town wistfully and the generous way he had been treated.
What the Town Missed
And the sleepy little town. Well it stayed a sleepy litle town of about 2,500. Ten years after the stranger leaves town another group of wildcatters comes through and drill a well just a few hundred yards away Marland's last well and strike oil. But has passed Ponca City by. Instead of building a refinry in Ponca City, the wildcatters build a pipeline down to the refinery in Cushing where the oil can be refined and sold across the country.
There was never any Pioneer Woman statue in Ponca City, no Marland Mansion, no Marland Grand Home, no hospital, no big new high school north of town, no children's home, no vo-tech center, no acre homes. There was never any Marland Refinery to provide employment for tens of thousands of men for almost a hundred years. There was no Marland Refinery to provide health care and loans to employees to buy homes and make a better life. And there was no Ponca City one hundred years later, just a sleepy little town that time forgot.
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