The Life and Times of Dangerous Al Jennings

For many, tales of the Wild West elicit visions of horseback riding cowboys, daring outlaws, and dusty saloons. For author Clay Coppedge, it’s the unique and often forgotten stories from Texas’ Wild West that excite him. In his new book Texas Singularities: Prairie Dog Lawyers, Peg Leg Stage Robberies & Mysterious Malakoff Men, he looks at some of the strangest stories from the Lone Star State, and today has shared one of the stories of an outlaw who didn’t quite make the cut – for his book, or as a criminal!


A Bad Outlaw

Al Jennings was a bad outlaw, not in the sense that he was dangerous or feared, but in the sense that he wasn’t very good at outlawry. Jennings was, however, a good storyteller, and good stories last longer than bad outlaws unless, of course, a bad outlaw is telling the story. That was the case when Al Jennings was the storyteller.

The Al Jennings stories include all manner of Old West characters, from writer O. Henry to Sam Houston’s gunslinging, lawyering son Temple Lea Houston to the Lone Ranger.

That’s a lot of ground to cover, but we’ll begin in 1895 in Woodward, Oklahoma, where Al and his brother John were lawyers, and had the misfortune to try a case against the wildly popular and successful Temple Houston, son of Sam. The Jennings boys and Houston almost came to blows during the trial, the disagreement stretching into the evening, and culminating with a gunfight that found John dead and Sam Houston’s son charged with murder.

John stayed dead, but Temple Houston won his own freedom in court, same as he did for many another alleged killer.

“The future, which seemed so bright to me as a young lawyer in a new country, died with my brother,” Al Jennings later wrote. “I reverted to the primitive man that was within me.”

Al Jennings' booking photo.
Al Jennings’ booking photo. Image courtesy of the author.

The primitive man inside Al Jennings wasn’t very bright. First, he and his remaining brother, Frank, laid hands on some fake U.S. Marshall badges, and used them to charge gullible trail herders a fictional toll for driving their cattle across the territory. Amusing as that was, Jennings wanted more out of life. He wanted to be a train robber. So, he recruited a few members of the Doolin gang to help him be all he could be. The gang included Frank, Little Dick West, Dynamite Dick Clifton and the O’Malley brothers, Morris and Pat. Together, they discovered several ways not to rob a train. 

One sure way to not rob a train is to stand on the tracks, waving a lantern and firing your pistol in the air. Al Jennings tried this once and succeeded only in jumping out of the way of the train before it ended his primitive phase (and all future phases) right then and there.

Jennings and the gang also figured out that safes don’t open, regardless of how hard you bang on it or how many times you shoot it. They tried that once and, when the safe failed to respond, they robbed the passengers and rode away with a jug of whiskey and some bananas.

“They rode away with a jug of whiskey and some bananas.”

As the brains of the operation, Jennings pondered the early setbacks and decided two things. One, it would be easier to board a train that was already stopped, rather than stopping one that was already in full locomotion. Two, he needed dynamite to get inside the safe.

At a watering station near Minco, Oklahoma, Jennings and his accomplices snuck up on an unsuspecting train, and laid a load of dynamite by the safe. Jennings lit the fuse and ran like hell. A few seconds later the entire baggage car exploded into splinters. The safe and any money that might have been in it seemed to have vaporized. The gang once again had to settle for robbing the passengers, none of whom turned out to be rich.

An Unlikely Author

The gang then made a crucial and atypically wise decision – they broke up. But U.S. Marshal Bud Ledbetter found the Jennings brothers hiding under some blankets on a wagon, and hauled them off to jail. A jury convicted them, and the judge sentenced Al Jennings to life in prison. At Leavenworth prison, Jennings befriended a bank teller from Austin named William Sydney Porter, who was in the slammer for embezzlement. Since Jennings liked to talk and Porter liked to listen, the two became good friends. When Porter left prison and began writing under the name O Henry, one of the first stories he published was called “Holding Up a Train,” which Jennings actually wrote.

Al Jennings in his later life.
A later photo of Al Jennings. Image courtesy of the author.

Jennings was released from prison in 1904 when President Theodore Roosevelt, who knew Al’s father, a judge, pardoned him. Jennings married, ran unsuccessfully for governor of Oklahoma, and then made his way to California, where he talked his way into the movies as a consultant and occasional actor on more than 100 westerns. He was popular on the lecture circuit, and a favorite subject for interviewers because of his remarkable stories, like the one about the time he beat Jesse James in a shooting match, a feat all the more remarkable when you consider that Jesse had been dead for many years when the alleged shooting match took place.

Jennings was 82 years old in 1945 when he sued a California radio station for defamation of character because the popular “Lone Ranger” serial had, among other grievous historical inaccuracies, belittled his talents as a gunman.

“They made me mad,” Jennings told the amused jury. “They had this Lone Ranger shooting a gun out of my hand, and me an expert.” The jurors ruled in favor of the radio station.

A few years later, he accidentally killed one of his own roosters with his trusty six-shooter while chasing down an alleged chicken thief. Neighbors called the police on Jennings again when he and the actor Hugh O’Brien, who played Wyatt Earp on TV, squared off in a showdown with blanks. A couple of years later, while showing an old friend how well he could handle a six shooter, Jennings shot the old friend in the elbow. 

Jennings died in California 1961 at the age of 97. Neighbors, old friends, actors, and roosters alike probably breathed a big sigh of relief, because they had found out first-hand just how dangerous Al Jennings could be.

This post was written by author Clay Coppedge for Texas Singularities: Prairie Dog Lawyers, Peg Leg Stage Robberies & Mysterious Malakoff Men (The History Press)


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Discover Indiana History through Beer

This month, the state’s beer enthusiasts will descend on Indianapolis for the annual Indiana Microbrewers Festival. It’s the 24th time the Brewers of Indiana Guild has hosted this amazing event, but the history of brewing in Indiana goes back much earlier—and spans the entire state.

Here are four forgotten breweries, just a few of the many highlighted in Hoosier Beer: Tapping into Indiana Brewing History.


Aurora

Today southeastern Indiana is known for Seagram’s, a venerable distillery now owned by MGP Ingredients, Inc., but in the 1870s the region’s big name was the Great Crescent Brewery. It was best known for its Aurora Lager Beer, and for a time it was the largest brewery in the state of Indiana. But that wasn’t all—the building also hosted the original Aurora Fire Company, which came in handy when the brewery caught fire in 1881.

 The Crescent Brewing Co. in Aurora, IN. from Hoosier Beer, pg. 26.
The Crescent Brewing Co. in Aurora, IN. from Hoosier Beer, pg. 26.

Lafayette

An ad from the Lafayette Journal-Courier of June 25, 1937.

The Wagners were brewing royalty in Lafayette, operating a series of concerns from the 1840s to the 1950s. Thieme & Wagner produced a number of brands, including Bohemian, Extra Brew, Lockweiler Special Brew, Star City and Ye Tavern Brew. During Prohibition, they branched into cider, though government tests found even that beverage contained 0.94 percent alcohol, thus making it technically illegal. Possibly related: it’s said that, each Christmas, the Wagners’ brewery gave a free case of beer to every policeman and fireman in town.


New Albany

In the 1850s, a French immigrant named Peter Buchheit opened the Market Street Brewery, quickly expanding it until it included multiple buildings and lagering cellars that could hold 609 tons of ice. When Peter died, in 1877, his wife Barbara took over—one of several times such a transition occurred, leading to a handful of woman-run Hoosier breweries. 

The Market Street Brewery in New Albany

Indianapolis 

Indianapolis has a long history of drinking establishments. The American Brewing Co. was founded in 1897 and, at its largest, occupied a complex that stretched from Market Street to Ohio Street. It made a wheat (weiss) beer that was popular with the city’s German population of Indianapolis. The ABC also sponsored the Indianapolis ABCs Negro League baseball team, which won the Colored World Championship in 1916. 

A list of saloons in Indianapolis in the 1860s

 This article was adapted from Hoosier Beer: Tapping into Indiana Brewing History (The History Press)
This article was adapted from Hoosier Beer: Tapping into Indiana Brewing History (The History Press)

The Texas Rangers, Saviors of the Frontier

The Texas Rangers, those horseback-riding peacekeepers sitting tall in the saddle from the Rio Grande to the Panhandle, have a storied history that parallels that of the State of Texas itself. Contrary to popular myth, the Rangers were not just cowboys with badges, but rather, a commissioned and trained militia that ensured peace on the Texas frontier, and in the 20th century, an official law enforcement state agency.

When entrepreneur Stephen F. Austin was granted permission by the Mexican government to bring settlers to the fertile lowlands along Brazos River in what was then Northern Mexico, he started a wave of Anglo immigration from east of the Mississippi. The colonies, stretching from modern day Austin to modern day Houston, was a rough frontier, populated by local native tribes like the Comanches, the Kiowas, and the Karankawas. They would all be defeated or relocated by the end of the 19th century by the Texas Rangers.

Battles

In the early days, the Texas Rangers proved their might in many famous battles including the Battle of Plum Creek and Battle of Walker’s Creek, where the Comanches proved no match for the new handheld Colt revolver. Rangers died defending the Alamo, and served Sam Houston in the victorious Battle of San Jacinto. Even General Zachary Taylor employed the Texas Rangers in his 1845 campaign to secure Texas and much of the western continental United States from Mexico, eventually making it all the way to Mexico City. Dubbed by the Mexicans Los Diablos Tejanos or the “Texas Devils,” the Rangers had proven themselves to be an effective military force.

Heroes

Texas Ranger Captain Jack Hays, whose legend was larger than his real life, fought alongside General Taylor in the Mexican War. Dubbed “Devil Jack” by the Comanches, Hays inspired many tall tales of his bravery, and Hays County was named for him. The California Gold Rush lured Hays away from Texas in 1849.

Foes

The always colorful Rangers were also well known for the bandits, horse thieves, and bank robbers they captured. With the creation of the Frontier Battalion in 1874, they were instrumental in ending conflicts with dwindling Indian tribes up to the close of the 19th century. John Wesley Hardin and Sam Bass were among their more high profile captures, but it wouldn’t be until the Great Depression when semi-retired Texas Ranger Frank Hamer did what no other law enforcement officer, including the new FBI’s G-men could do, capture the notorious Bonnie & Clyde.


This article was adapted from Texas Rangers by Chuck Parsons (Arcadia Publishing), which tells the founding of the horseback riding Texans, debunks some legends, and explains their role in making the Lone Star State. 

Indianapolis’s Deep and Soulful R&B Tradition

During the 1950s and 1960s, walking down Indiana Avenue was a cultural adventure. The Indianapolis thoroughfare, sometimes referred to as just “the Avenue,” offered musical venues, restaurants, and theaters that catered to the city’s black community. 

In the decades that followed, this vibrant neighborhood changed—because of Indianapolis’s slow integration, because of the neglect of city services, and because of new highways that cut a path through midtown, among other causes. But that makes it only more important to remember the heyday of this overlooked part of Hoosier history. On the Avenue, famous out of towners would show up to perform; B.B. King and Ella Fitzgerald both played the Sunset Terrace Ballroom.

Even better, the Avenue was the place where many local stars got their start. 

From Buskers to Bestsellers

The Ink Spots. Their famous hit“If I Didn’t Care" sold a whopping 19 million copies. (Indiana Historical Society via Indianapolis Rhythm and Blues by David Leander Williams)
The Ink Spots. Their famous hit“If I Didn’t Care” sold a whopping 19 million copies. (Indiana Historical Society via Indianapolis Rhythm and Blues by David Leander Williams)

The Avenue’s musical history started long before its post-war R&B boom. When the Walker Theatre opened in the 1920s, three young dancing singers began performing in front of it to the delight of pedestrians. The youngsters were Leonard Reed, James “Mif” Campbell, and Orville “Hoppy” Jones, and they kept singing and dancing, eventually naming themselves the Peanut Boys and then the Ink Spots. A few years later they had a huge hit in “If I Didn’t Care,” a record that sold 19 million copies. 

Homegrown Talent

The bicycle shop at 613 North West Street, near Indiana Avenue, drew many of the neighborhood youngsters who repaired
 their bicycles there. This photograph was taken in 1917. (Indiana Historical Society via Indianapolis Rhythm and Blues by David Leander Williams)
The bicycle shop at 613 North West Street, near Indiana Avenue, drew many of the neighborhood youngsters who repaired
their bicycles there. This photograph was taken in 1917. (Indiana Historical Society via Indianapolis Rhythm and Blues by David Leander Williams)

Another popular spot near the Avenue was the Douglas Theatre. There the bluesman “Champion Jack” DuPree sponsored “The Midnite Rambles,” an after-midnight talent show that gave local singers, dancers, comedians, and musicians the opportunity to showcase their talent. Many of the Indiana Avenue entertainers were graduates of this show, and two of them, Ophelia Hoy and Flo Garvin, got their start at the Douglas. 

Leading Lady

Lola Barbee.
Singer Lola Barbee (from Indianapolis Rhythm and Blues by David Leander Williams)

Lola Barbee was a petite, sweet, and sultry vocalist who came to town from Pennsylvania. She appeared in many venues on and off the Avenue, and in 1953 the Indianapolis Recorder’s musicians’ poll voted her the top female vocalist. On many gigs, she was backed by the Buddy Parker Combo or the Count Fisher Combo. 

Rising Tides

Bar B-Q Heaven opened at 836 Indiana Avenue in 1952. Courtesy Ronald Jones.

The Avenue’s sense of community extended beyond music. Bar B-Q Heaven opened its doors in 1952 and was one of the area’s most successful businesses. Folks lined up sidewalk deep at the door for the mouth-watering barbecue, chili, pastries, and other dishes. Even traveling stars would drop by during their stints in Indianapolis, including the blues vocalist Big Maybelle and comedians Jackie “Moms” Mabley and Redd Foxx.  

The Singing Boxer

Crooner Jimmy Guilford (courtesy Jimmy Guilford).
Crooner Jimmy Guilford (courtesy Jimmy Guilford).

Jimmy Guilford was an east-side teenager who walked to Indiana Avenue daily to practice at the Senate Avenue YMCA boxing program. As he passed by the clubs, he was captivated by the great music that escaped those venues. Guilford eventually traveled and performed with a number of musical groups, including the world-renowned Ink Spots.

High School Harmony

Musical group the Thrills. Left to right, Reginald Gammon, Marcus Hampton, Ernest Jack, Haley, Richard Pierson, Robert Hurd, and Warren Hurley.
Musical group the Thrills. Left to right, Reginald Gammon, Marcus Hampton, Ernest Jack, Haley, Richard Pierson, Robert Hurd, and Warren Hurley. (from Indianapolis Rhythm and Blues by David Leander Williams)

Another important institution in this area was Crispus Attucks High School, and in the 1950s students there formed The Thrills, a group that performed rhythm-and-blues
songs at school assemblies and concerts. The members were, from left to right, Reginald Gammon, Marcus Hampton, Ernest Jack Haley, Richard Pierson, Robert Hurd, and Warren Hurley. It was one of many musical acts to emerge from the school, and then The Thrills went on stage, they could count on crowds of screaming students.


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Hoosier WWII Hero Photographer John Bushemi

When it comes to depictions of war, most Hoosiers think of writers—Ernie Pyle and his columns, or Kurt Vonnegut and Slaughterhouse-Five. But John A. Bushemi of Gary, Indiana, achieved great success by capturing World War II with his camera, until he lost his life while taking the war-time photographs he loved.

Bushemi and his family first moved to Indiana during the Great Depression, when his father got a job at one of Gary’s famous steel mills. Bushemi ended up working in the mills himself, and with the wages from his job he purchased his first camera, a small Univex he used to take photographs of family members and special occasions. He developed the film in a darkroom located in his mother’s closet. 

Photographic Beginnings

In 1936, Busehmi left the steel mills for good when the local Post-Tribune hired him as an apprentice photographer. He won numerous awards for his sports photography. 

Bushemi enlisted in the U.S. Army five months before Pearl Harbor. He traveled to the Field Artillery Replacement Center at Fort Bragg for basic training, but before long the army realized his true skills lay not in firing a 75-mm gun but in photography. Officers assigned him to the base’s public relations office, and he eventually joined the staff of Yank, a newly created magazine run by enlisted men. 

Yank entertained American soldiers with its stories and images. On an aircraft carrier in the Pacific, Sgt. Lonnie Wilson of YANK photographs a catapult take-off. The carrier’s 5-inch guns frame the picture.Yank, The Army Weekly, August 3 1945.

The Pacific Theater

Sold to soldiers for five cents a copy, Yank entertained the troops in its early days with such popular features as George Baker’s Sad Sack cartoons and pinups of Hollywood stars. 

Soon Bushemi headed to Hawaii to open the magazine’s Pacific bureau, where he picked up visual tips from Colonel Frank Capra, the famed Hollywood director.

Bushemi also began photographing combat in the southwest Pacific, relying on a Bell and Howell movie camera, a Rolleiflex, and a Speed-Graphic camera to capture the war’s jungle operations and sweaty soldiers. “He was always right up there at the frontline,” remembered Sam Catanzarite, another Gary veteran, “getting his pictures.”

Eniwetok

In February 1944, Bushemi and Merle Miller, a writer for Yank, accompanied two battalions from the U.S. Army’s 106th Infantry Regiment, Twenty-Seventh Division, as they hit the beaches of Eniwetok, an atoll located at the far northwest end of the Marshall Islands in the central Pacific.

Bushemi cleans his equipment in makeshift quarters, somewhere in the Pacific
Bushemi cleans his equipment in makeshift quarters, somewhere in the Pacific. From Indiana Originals: Hoosier Heroes & Heroines by Ray E. Boomhower.

As the American soldiers crept toward their objectives, they were continually sniped at from the side and rear by Japanese troops cleverly hidden in a series of camouflaged foxholes. 

What hit Bushemi, however, was a round of Japanese knee-mortar shells. He received shrapnel wounds in his neck, left cheek, and left leg. “The navy doctors had to give him ether so they could tie some severed arteries which had caused him such serious blood loss,” Miller said, and Bushemi died soon after.

But the photographer’s first concern that day wasn’t his wounds, but his equipment. As the doctors tried to save him, Bushemi said to Miller, “Be sure to get those pictures back to the office.” They were his last words.


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Indiana Originals: Hoosier Heroes & Heroines

Hoosier history overflows with bold visionaries, noble heroes and lovable rogues. May Wright Sewall struggled to uplift womankind and unflinchingly called for peace in a world sleepwalking toward conflict. In the guise of Abe Martin, Kin Hubbard graced the Indianapolis News’s back page for twenty-six years with folksy humor. Combat photographer John A. Bushemi bravely faced the terrors of war and perished capturing its violence. Drawing on more than thirty years of experience, author Ray E. Boomhower, the dean of Hoosier biographers, brings together forty of the most notable figures from the nineteenth state.

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This article was adapted from Indiana Originals: Hoosier Heroes & Heroines by Ray E.  Boomhower (The History Press, 2018 - $21.99)
This article was adapted from Indiana Originals: Hoosier Heroes & Heroines by Ray E. Boomhower (The History Press)

This article was adapted from Indiana Originals: Hoosier Heroes & Heroines by Ray E. Boomhower (The History Press, 2018 – $21.99)

Ghosts of Galveston’s Great Storm

Galveston, Texas: The Evening of September 8, 1900. 

Though federal officials warned Galveston of an incoming storm, the patchy morning sky made the swells threatening to breach the seawall seem manageable.A storm couldn’t hurt them if the sun was still shining, if the breeze was still sweet. Galveston had weathered plenty of storms before, so why should this one be any different? Though the breeze was steadily growing a daring bite…

By the time night fell, all who remained on the island were keenly aware of their mistake and misfortune. Hundred hour-per-mile winds blew through buildings and powerful waves thrashed.

Come morning on September 9, 1900, nearly 10,000 Galvestonians had perished from the tempest.

But the morning was still a long way off for those who remained. 

 “On September 8, 1900, a catastrophic hurricane assaulted Galveston and her nearly 38,000 citizens, with winds greater than 120 miles per hour, and flood waters covering the entire island. The Great Storm took between 6,000 and 8,000, and permanently scarred Galveston — but Galveston lived.

Article adapted from Ghosts of Galveston by Kathleen Shanahan Maca (The History Press,)

Stranded

destroyed building
Damage at Ritter’s Saloon on the Strand, where the first storm victims died. Courtesy of the Rosenberg Library, Galveston, Texas.

As the storm surge rose along the Strand to seventeen feet, the grand buildings of the promenade reformed as possible lifeboats to a young teacher–Sara–who waded through the quickly rising water, furiously seeking shelter. At the steps of the Hutchings Sealy Building, Sara took a chance and climbed the facade, praying that one of the windows would be open. Her prayers were answered, and Sara balanced on the ledge, grabbing people as they floated in the floodwaters, pulling them inside. 

A nun from the Sisters of Charity Order, with two orphans in her charge. Courtesy of the Rosenberg Library, Galveston, Texas.
A nun from the Sisters of Charity Order, with two orphans in her charge. Courtesy of the Rosenberg Library, Galveston, Texas.

Tragedy at St. Mary’s

Across town, the nuns at St. Mary’s Orphanage led their charges to the safety of the newer girls’ dormitory as the boy’s dormitory succumbed to the hundred-mile-an-hour winds just a few yards away. Singing hymns like the “Queen of the Waves” to distract the children from the tumult outside, the nuns tethered themselves to the children with a small rope around their waists. Sister Katherine held two of the smallest children in her arms, promising not to let go. As they finished tying the knots, the winds dashed the boys’ dormitory to pieces, sending debris battering against the orphans’ shelter. The impact collapsed the girls’ dormitory building and forcefully sucked the sisters and children into the surging water.

Back on the strand, Sara continued to pull victims from the rising floodwaters. Those who were already dead were put on one side of the room, and the living were laid on the other. She stayed in the building for several days caring for the sick and injured until she herself succumbed to the disease epidemic that followed the storm.Today, Sara’s ghost is spotted on the staircase of the building, close to where she and the others huddled for safety above the raging storm waters. 

As for St. Mary’s Orphanage –where you will now find a Walmart store — only three boys survived by clinging to a tree throughout the night. In the following days, the bodies of the nuns were found scattered across the shore, half buried in the sand. The heavy, coarse dresses and habits these brave women wore had made it impossible to stay above the water once they were wet.Each nun’s group of children were still tied to them, and Sister Katherine was still devotedly embracing the two little ones she had vowed not to release. The orphanage victims were buried where they were found.

St. Mary's orphanage
Congregation of the Sisters of Charity of the Incarnate Word nuns and children of St. Mary’s Orphanage before the 1900 storm. Courtesy of the Rosenberg Library, Galveston, Texas.

Kids will be kids, even if they are ghosts, and the sound of children running up and down the aisles laughing can be heard when no living child is near. Toys in the store are regularly misplaced, and things fall from neatly stacked shelves.

Galveston lost nearly a third of her inhabitants at the hands of that storm; makeshift morgues and hospitals dominated the landscape as they rebuilt. The unsettled souls of the ghosts of Galveston still haunt the places of their final moments, a continuous reminder of the deadliest storm in our nation’s history.


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