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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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Setname gr_pbb
Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
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Description Having arranged a place of meeting in Pueblo, they left their campground as soon as it was dark and went west as before. Morning found them at Los Animas River, twenty miles southeast of La Junta. Before separating, they divided the cash, and they each had $22,000.* Butch told one of the men to ride north and one southwest and he would ride west and do a little scouting around Pueblo and he would tell them when they got there. After three days Butch arrived in Pueblo and went to a trusted friend on the outskirts of town. His friend, Montague and wife, were very discreet and he felt safe in stopping there. Butch's source of information was through a man named Mike Moran**. Moran a saloon in Pueblo and was always well posted. Mike acted as information bureau for the gang. Butch had made up his mind that this would be his last year in the United States and wanted to make very month count in order to get enough money to give him a start in South America the next year and he immediately made plans for another train holdup in Colorado or New Mexico. Curry and Maxwell arrived in Pueblo and they decided on a holdup of the Rio Grande mail train. Butch made plans for the holdup and also the getaway. This time was going to require more planning than the two previous train holdups. They were in a country not as well known to them as old Wyoming. Few people would have recognized Cassidy as he got on the train the next morning. He was dressed in a snappy business suit of gray, was wearing eyeglasses, carried a small grip and briefcase and looked like a businessman. He came to the conclusion the best location for a holdup would be about forty or fifty miles north of Durango and after reporting, he bandits spent little time getting ready to leave Pueblo. They were to leave the next morning so decided to have a look over the town that night. They wandered about town, Butch suggesting they have a drink before going back to camp. Butch ordered drinks for the three. There were ten or twelve loafers about the saloon -- all pretty tough-looking customers. When the bartender set out the bottle and glasses one of the toughest looking ones who looked to be a half-breed Negro and Mexican left his seat and came along up to the bar by Butch and when Butch poured his drink, the fellow motioned to a couple of hard-looking friends who came up and mingled with Butch and [his] companions. When the drinks had been poured for Butch, Curry and Maxwell, the hard-looking fellow helped himself to Butch's drink and told the other fellows to do the same with Curry's and Maxwell's. Butch simply smiled as they drank the liquor he had ordered and called for more glasses. Pouring out three more drinks, the half-breed called two more of his friends for a drink. This was a little too much for Butch and, although he was looking for most anything but trouble, he wouldn't let them think he was easy enough to let them pull that on him. So, he turned to the leader and said: "Say, old-timer, you seem to be itching for trouble tonight. Are you looking for it, or just fooling? You look more like a joke to me than anything else." "I'll call your joke," said the big burly fellow and pulled a knife from under his vest and made a lunge for Butch. There was one thing Butch was afraid of and that was a knife, so sidestepping the fellow, he landed a blow on the side of his head with his six-shooter. ''-From the description, the bank they robbed was in Garden City, Kansas. Since there were at least three of them, the haul would have been $66,000, a preposterous sum even for a cattleman's bank. As this was supposed to have occurred in the spring of 1901, researchers in Garden City found no record of a bank robbery there then. **Probably Mark A. Moran, a Pueblo saloon-keeper. -50-
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Source Original booklet: Pearl Baker: Interviewed by John McFarlane
Setname gr_pbb
Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
ID 317848
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