Saturday, July 2, 2011

TRAIN ROBBERY # 62, AND "MY" BADGE & GUN









I usually write about a badge or two that I have in my collection, and the memory that each of these items reveals to me. Those memories routinely relate to a person I knew or the particular community where the badge originates. Mostly the badges, and my memories, are from New Jersey.
The badge featured in this article is from an area just a few miles outside of the Garden State. More to the point this nice silver badge comes from the Albuquerque, New Mexico area.
Like most of my badges there is a story attached to this one too. I know the story because the badge and gun tell it to me almost on a daily basis. When I look at this Six Pointed Star and old Colt Revolver my memory takes me back to the Old West in the 1890’s. New Mexico, and its’ neighbor Arizona were only U.S. Territories.
As I recall in the 1890’s Outlaws raised havoc in the both “States.” A group of five men came together to form a well known gang that ran wild in the South West. These Guys robbed Banks, Post Offices, Stores, Stagecoaches, Ranches, and even Trains. The five guys, and occasionally an associate, became known as “The High Fives,” and sometimes “Black Jack’s Gang.”
The core group of this gang was: George Musgrave, Robert & Will Christian, Cole Estes, and Bob Hayes. We never here of these guys today, but they caused enough harm to warrant admission to the criminals’ Hall of Fame if there is such a place.
These thugs were the first to rob a Bank in Arizona. It was a major robbery. They got away with at least ten thousand dollars, and did not get caught. Not satisfied with that claim to fame, they recorded several other robberies in the area surrounding Albuquerque.
“The High Fives” were very successful in their daring robberies and eventually Trains became a target. One of their exploits was recorded as the largest robbery in the history of the Santa Fe Railroad.
As quick as these guys stole the money, they changed their names to avoid being captured. One might argue that this group invented the word alias or a.k.a. George Musgrave was known to have nineteen aliases. He used them well. The man survived to the age of 70. The notorious Mr. Musgrave has been chronicled as the “Last of the Old –Time Outlaws,” a book that has helped my memory immensely.
William Christian used the name “Black Jack” after being confused with another outlaw of the day – Black Jack Ketchum. This confusion led to the gang also being referred to as “Black Jack’s Gang.” This was an error, but Christian didn’t care to correct it.
Cole Estes also had a couple of aliases. He was known as Bob Young or Cole or Code Young. He probably forgot to add a “y” making one of his names “Codey.” Of course I assume he knew how to spell. Even if he knew his ABC’s it would not help him enjoy a life span like Musgrave.
“Old” George was the guy who most likely led the “High Fives” although that role was rather loose. He, for sure, was one bad man. It has been written that he was "guilty of more crimes than Billy the Kid was ever accused of."
In the autumn of 1896 the Gang was at its’ peak. Their decline came quickly with the decision to rob “Atlantic & Pacific Train # 802” at a water station on the Rio Puerco river bed. This was located about 30 miles SW of Albuquerque. The date was Friday, October 2, 1896. The time was 7:30 PM. This night would change any retirement plans the young bandits may have had.
The event is recorded in the “Wells Fargo Ledger” which is “a recording of 95 robberies or attempted robberies of trains from 1870 -1902, mostly 1890’s.” Specifically the event of Oct. 2 was: Train robbery # 62.
It begins with “Train # 802” coming to a stop near the water tank with all looking peaceful. On a passenger seat one man was just tired and wanted to get his sleep. He had just completed a job of serving “process papers” in Gallup, New Mexico.
The sleeping passenger was Horace W. Loomis. His friends just called him “Will.” He was Chief Deputy United States Marshal, serving in Socorro County. Marshal Loomis wanted to get home and continue a hunt for the “High Fives” that began in August. Loomis had chased the gang from Santa Fe to the Mexico border without any success. Loomis’ luck was about to change. He would soon come face to face with the gang he had been pursuing for weeks.
As the gang focused on their work they shot out a lantern carried by the brakeman. The shots awoke Loomis who grabbed his shotgun and stepped out of the coach. He stared down the track. About three cars forward the Marshal saw Code Estes a.k.a. Young. The Outlaw had a gun on Train Engineer, Charles Ross. When Young made the mistake of moving away from Ross an opportunity, for Loomis, presented itself. Loomis blasted his gun wounding his target. Young returned fire and Loomis shot him a second time ending the Outlaws’ life.
Marshal Loomis waited with the dead outlaw hoping his friends would come to help him. They did not. Train 802 was sent on to get help. Marshal Loomis waited, with the body, until a special train from Albuquerque arrived.
The special train transported Cole Young’s body to Albuquerque. It arrived around noon and was taken to the local funeral parlor managed by O. W Strong. The body was buried at the Fairview Cemetery on October 5, 1896. This burial effectively brought a conclusion to Train Robbery #62.
When the news of this robbery hit the East Coast a little paper, in New York City, published the story. According to the N.Y. Times, Marshal Loomis: “…drew his revolver and fired several shots at the robbers.” The fire was returned, and for several minutes there was a fusillade of bullets. One of the Outlaws “dropped dead with a bullet through his brain.”
This piece of history took place 115 years ago. A lot has happened since that day in October 1896. Cole Estes a.k.a. Young remains dead. Horace Loomis has certainly joined him; New Mexico and Arizona are now States; and the New York Times is said to be more accurate.
It is this writer’s wish that the Times was correct with the reference to Loomis’ revolver. The gun that was last in the Marshal’s holster has traveled through time to my fine collection of Law Enforcement Memorabilia. Unfortunately it did not kill Cole Estes. If it did its’ ownership would be enhanced.
The old Colt Revolver was acquired a few years ago along with a Six Pointed Star, and a presentation case as a set. These items served as the imputes for my research into Train Robbery #62, and the true name worth remembering in this incident – Horace W Loomis.
Loomis had quite a career, although I know nothing about him since that October night long ago. In checking him out it was learned that he was the first US Marshal authorized, by the Bureaucrats in Washington D.C. to submit expenses without receipts while “Still Hunting (undercover),” with the stipulation that he does not make any arrests. His work led to the capture of another infamous outlaw, Bill Walters.
During his tenure (1886-1897) Loomis probably had a cheap piece of cut metal to make him official. It certainly wasn’t a fine piece of work with nice lettering. His original wouldn’t look anything like the fine badge in my collection. The gun too is no prize. Maybe that is why Loomis had a shotgun.
Looking at the Revolver the back strap is the only area worth noting. On it is the engraving that appears consistent with the day (1890’s). It reads: “H. W Loomis, Deputy US Marshal.” It would be great if this gun could talk.
The Badge is a beauty. It is made of sterling silver, with six points. The panels read: United States Deputy Marshal, New Mexico Terr. It was not issued by the Marshal’s Service as they did not issue an official badge for their officers until the 1940’s. On the backside of the badge, inside the lower panel is the fading engraving of the name: H. W. Loomis.
Since I can’t talk to Mr. Loomis, and all other trails are dead, I can only believe that these items really belonged to him. I assume the badge was given to him in later life, maybe in a Statehood ceremony honoring some names that were well known back then. Regardless these items have been a fine addition to my collection of memories.

Friday, June 17, 2011

ANOTHER VERSION OF "LOW TECH" RADIOS



Thank you Mr. Marconi. If you had not invented the radio back in the late 1800's local police officers might still be carrying these devices. They are pretty big roughly ten inches by ten inches. This is not something that is easy to conceal or put in a pocket.

This contraption is called a "
Clacker" or "Policeman's Rattle." It is made of wood and finely cut and shaped into a usable piece of equipment.

The officer would hold this instrument in his hand and whirl it around causing the "wheel" to engage the thin "shaft" to make a click. The faster you turned it the faster the clicks which were loud enough to send signals to other officers.

I remember being
issued a "Clacker" as a kid.  Mine was made of metal. It had a smaller wood handle. After too many "clicks" it was reassigned for other duties.  I think that means my Dad gave it to the garbage collectors.

I never saw or imagined a real "Clacker
" until recently. I acquired a smaller version about a year ago, and this one a few weeks ago.

Today Motorola Radios can send signals measured in miles that carries human tones and codes. The "Clacker
" could only be heard a short distance, usually a couple of city streets. Consider that this instrument was used around the Civil War it does represent a fine piece of technology from that era. Perhaps it saved a life.

Today this "Clacker," a fine piece of law enforcement memorabilia, joins my fine collection of badges and law enforcement memorabilia.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

CITY ADDITIONS: L IS FOR LINDEN


CITY ADDITIONS:
L IS FOR LINDEN

Getting this badge was a stroke of luck. I already have a badge in my City Collection representing Linden, NJ. Another was not on the radar.

As luck would have it, another collector contacted me and offered this beauty. It took a nano second before I committed myself to taking it of his hands. It didn't take too long to place it in a display case and hang on the wall.

This is a rather large badge, almost four inches tall. There is a silver eagle on the top who isn't straining one bit to carry the
gold finish shield. The letters are blue and look really sharp over the gold finish. At the bottom is a blue panel with the word "CHIEF" shining through in capital letters.

In the center is a multi colored State Seal from New Jersey. It adds a nice touch to a beautiful badge which I am now quite proud to have in my collection.

Friday, May 6, 2011

CITY ADDITIONS: C IS FOR CAMDEN

C is for CAMDEN.

This beauty comes from that beautiful City on the Delaware River. Across the River is another pretty town in Pennsylvania. That would be Philadelphia, the City of Brotherly Love.

Before Camden and Philadelphia were connected, in 1926 by the Ben Franklin Bridge, someone wore badge
# 97 pictured above. I have been told it is late 1800's. Old Ben Franklin was long gone. When he lived the fraternal twins ( Philly & Camden) traded farm products, and other materials. The boat was the main means of trading these goods.

In the late 1800's Camden was in the shadow "Philly," and took a back seat to the Pennsylvania metropolis. In New Jersey, Camden also took a back seat to Jersey City, Newark, and Trenton. Back then the bad guys did little to put Camden on the map as
they were just ordinary thieves.

The Cop on the beat had a uniform, a gun, a big stick, and better still a big badge. This one is a monster. It is almost 4.00 inches tall. It just reads: "
Camden Police - # 97." If the man wearing it yelled: "Police, Stop where you are," the bad guy probably did just that.

After the bridge opened the number of people going through Camden increased year after year. As many as 100,000 people drive over the bridge today. With the influx of this many people entering and staying this City grew - and so did crime. Camden finally got itself on the map.

Back in January 1990 there were frequent reports regarding drug dealers, KKK, and terrorists having shootouts on regular basis. Camden became a war zone.

In a major event the Camden County Prosecutor found himself alone one night facing the bad guys on the streets of the City of Camden. He said, 'he was attacked by hoodlums who wanted to get rid of him because of his tough stands against major crime.' He was after all a famous crime buster.

The druggies were in a Toyota. It was less than an army tank, but reported to have been armed
with thugs using machine guns that riddled the Prosecutors' car with bullets..

He did not waver from this attack, but brought the fight to his attackers. He bravely stood, like The Lone Ranger, with his own pistol. He fired back, but without
silver bullets. He let the bad guys know that they were in a fight.

During the repeated firing our prosecutor observed one of his bullets hit a bad guy. He said, "It made his head explode." Single handed he saved his own life, and became an instant hero.

After the smoke cleared there was an intense investigation. During the questioning Mr. Prosecutor admitted his story was a Hoax. He surrendered his gun, and his Job. With some help from some people He entered a Mental Hospital.

The real shootings continued in the City of Camden. At one point Camden became the "Murder Capital" of the United States. What an honor.

Present day Camden is a nightmare. The current police have more than their hands full. They deserve at a minimum: A
sharp salute, our prayers, and maybe a larger bullet proof badge - like old #97.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

CITY ADDITIONS: ATLANTIC CITY

A Is for ATLANTIC CITY.

This is a
City Addition that was acquired recently and it fits very nice with the other badges from the well known City by the Atlantic Ocean.

I have three badges from the place made famous by the Steel Pier, and the Little White House. Those Steak Sandwiches were great.

Around 1980 the Casino's came to town and everything, at least everything on the Boardwalk changed. The buildings were, and still are, huge. The theme has been said to be: "Brass, Glass, and Crass." I guess that is still true.

All the years that I spent going to conventions of one kind or another I never really got a
biggie from A.C. In fact I never obtained a badge from this City's' P.D. until after moving to sunny Florida. Retirement is good.

In size the above pictured badge is far from a
biggie. It is a small badge that appears to be genuine gold plate with blue letters. It reads: "Special Detective, Atlantic City, #22.

I am very pleased to have this badge. I let it remind me of the Boardwalk, and  some
Poor Old Horse jumping off a platform, on the Steel Pier,  into the Atlantic Ocean. These are just some GREAT MEMORIES that go with the collection.

Friday, April 15, 2011

NEWARK POLICE CHANCEMAN RADIATOR




I have been trying to get the
Real McCoy from the Newark Police Department just a little over forty years. During that time I have obtained a couple of nice items from this fine Jersey community that sits a few miles from New York.

My dad got me started with this collecting thing, only neither of us knew how serious my interest would become. Although I got a couple of badges from him they were
just seeds to grow my interest.

I have had the badge at the top for twenty or so years. It has raised letters on it that read "POLICE. On the bottom is the number 1640. That is stamped into the lower panel. I have seen this badge with a more impressive brass panel that has the numbers looking much better.

The only way to really identify this badge (#1640) as a Newark, NJ item is at its' center point. The Seal is that if the City of Newark. It looks almost identical to the NJ State Seal, however the City Seal distinctively has the hand holding a hammer or axe. The State Seal has a Horses Head; Thank God it wasn't the other end.

In the next twenty plus year I did get other items from Newark, but nothing that I really coveted. Then last year I got a reproduction set of all five editions Newark Badges. I usually don't want replica items, but this was different. It was Newark. It was beautiful. It told me where I needed my attention on a daily basis.

This nice set is pictured above lies on a mat covered with black velvet. The badges standout very nicely and have been put on display in this writers Den.

Luck arrived this year and a short time ago the last gem was obtained. It is a Newark Radiator and difficult to find. It only took a lifetime.

This particular "Radiator" is clearly marked with raised letters: "NEWARK POLICE." At the top of the shield is the number C-93. The "C" stands for
Chanceman. That was an old title used by officers who were pending final appointment as regular patrolman.

The title
CHANCEMAN was used a few of the major City's and I have learned in a few of the suburban areas. The pictured badge is in excellent shape as the picture reveals, although the pin is missing. I'll still keep it.

These items are now properly placed in glass covered displays. They are prominently placed on the wall so I can view them daily and let them get my memories flowing back at least over the last half century. That is a great thing and something that makes retirement good.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

COLLECTORS SHOWS TO NOTE

GREATER PHOENIX/MESA BADGE AND PATCH SHOW

On Saturday April 30, 2011 the Phoenix/Mesa Badge and Patch Swap will be held at the beautiful and spacious Mesa campus of the Southwest Ambulance Training Center.
708 West Baseline Road, Mesa.

Admission to the event is free. Show runs from 9:00 AM to 3:00PM

Forty-five tables will be available for traders and displays for $15.00 each. Table reservations are limited to 4 per person and should be made no later than April 15, 2011.


FLORENCE SHOW MAY 14, 2011

Please check your calendars and let Pat Olvey know if you are coming to the May 14th, 2011 Florence Show in Ky.

The exact address for this show is: 8100 EWING BLVD, FLORENCE, KY, 41042, and there is "No Charge for Admission." Show time is 8:30 AM to 3:00 PM.

Check PC News for additional information.