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Title The Bandit Invincible: The Story of the Outlaw Butch Cassidy
Subject Criminals; History
Spatial Coverage Wayne County (Utah); Wyoming
Personal Names Cassidy, Butch (1866-?); Sundance Kid; Logan, Harvey
Description Historical account of Butch Cassidy's exploits
Creator Phillips, William T.
Publisher Rocky Mountain House Press
Contributors Dullenty, Jim; Baker, Pearl
Date Digital 2004-07-09
Date 1986
Type Text
Format application/pdf
Format Creation Scanned at 400ppi on an Epson Expression 1630XL flatbed scanner. Files saved as uncompressed TIFF and re-sized to JPEG using PhotoShop CS.
Source Original booklet: The Bandit Invincible: The Story of the Outlaw Butch Cassidy
Language eng
Rights Management Digital image copyright 2004, Green River Public Library. All rights reserved.
Holding Institution Green River Public Library, 85 South Long St., Green River, UT 84525
Source Physical Dimensions 66 p. : ill., ports. ; 30 cm.
Scanning Technician Nima Rakhsha
Metadata Cataloger Denice Hoffman
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Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
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Description On the horses, Butch and the boy were on their way to Muskrat Creek. The sheep camp was ten miles back in the hills east from the creek. When they reached the Muskrat, Butch said it is pretty cold "but I guess you can make it if you keep to the creek bottom. It's twenty miles from here by the Wind River road and if you see you can't make it you can stop at Lone Bear's village a little above the Big Bend. Your coat is thin. Take mine. My slicker will keep the wind out until I can get to shelter. The boy did not want to take the coat but Cassidy insisted so the boy did accept it with many thanks. When they shook hands in parting, he told the boy "when you get back to the ranch, you tell your old uncle John that Butch Cassidy is even with him now." "What!" exclaimed the kid, "you are Butch Cassidy!" "And it was your old uncle who started me to the bad but I am overlooking it now. Good bye and good luck." Untying his slicker from the back of the saddle where he always carried it he put it on. He took the highlands this time partly to cut the bends of the creek and partly to deceive the kid into thinking he was headed for Hole-in-the-Wall instead of the Sweetwater country. It was about 20 miles to the Sweetwater from where he parted with young Ainsley. His horse being fresh, [he] made Sweetwater at four o'clock that afternoon. From Sweetwater, he arrived at Johnson's ranch at six o'clock five miles further on. He went straight to the cabin, built a fire and made himself comfortable. He stuck close to the cabin for a month until the end of March for the weather was cold. [By] April 1, snow was gone and [it was] getting time for action. During the winter months, Butch thought a lot about getting some money together and going to South America in the fall. Butch realized that the time would come sooner or later when he would be cornered and have to make a stand as every robbery in the West was being laid at his door, and besides, he was rather tiring of the game and was be- ginning to long for a quiet and peaceful life, away from everyone he had known, except the girl he loved. Quite often he would find himself dreaming of a peaceful, cozy little ranch, either in Central or South America where he could live in peace with the companion- ship of the one he loved. It was about the middle of March that Butch left the log cabin in the gulch and started on a long trip to where he planned to meet Curry. Curry, he learned, was hiding out in the hills up near Miles City. Cassidy's route to the Powder River Range lay through Hole-in-the-Wall and on by Sheridan, down Goose Creek, over the Rosebud Creek and from there down to and across the Powder River. All went well until he was near the end of his journey when things began to happen. Arriving at the mouth of Lame Deer Creek, he stopped overnight at the home of a friend named Percy. When morning came, Percy asked him if he would mind taking a note to a neighbor of his who lived a few miles up Rye Grass Creek. It being but two or three miles out of his way, he consented to deliver the note, never dreaming that there might be anyone following him, as he thought no one could possibly know that he was anywhere in the country. After delivering the note, as directed, he walked down to a spring nearby, where he took a drink of the cool spring water and it occurred to him that a good face bath would make him feel much fresher, so he unbuckled his belt and hung it with his sixshooter in it, on a nearby limb and proceeded to wash his face in the cool running water. He immediately heard a heavy thud behind him and before he could straighten up, a gun was pressed against his side and a voice said: "I want you." Well, I guess you got me," said Butch, and looking up, he discovered a deputy sheriff who had backed around between he and his gun, thereby cutting off any possible chance of putting up a fight. So, there was but one thing to do, and that was to submit and take his chance of making a break later. -45-
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Source Original booklet: Pearl Baker: Interviewed by John McFarlane
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Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
ID 317843
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