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Title He Rode with Butch (Charl Hanks)
Subject Cowboys; Criminals
Spatial Coverage San Rafael Desert (Utah); Green River (Utah)
Personal Names Cassidy, Butch (1866-?)
Description Short historical account of Charl Hanks' experiences with Butch Cassidy.
Creator Baker, Pearl Biddlecomb (1907-1992)
Publisher Salt Lake Tribune
Date Digital 2002-07-09
Date 1959-11-08
Type Text
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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 Originally published: Salt Lake Tribune
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 8.5" x 11"
Scanning Technician Nima Rakhsha
Metadata Cataloger Denice Hoffman
ARK ark:/87278/s65b02bt
Setname gr_pbb
Date Created 2004-07-09
Date Modified 2004-07-09
ID 317874
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s65b02bt

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Title GRL_BUTCH_PAGE2
Description ' He Rode With Butch 2 he was pretty well educated, wrote a beautiful hand, and was always drawing pictures. While he talked to a fellow, he would smooth out the sand between where they squatted and draw the fellow's picture so well that you could recognize it easy. This made a lot of men like him when they wouldn't have otherwise, because he was sort of quiet and standoffish. "The fight at the Roost was between Indian Ed, Blue John, and Silver Tip on one side and a posse from Moab--Andrew Tangren, J. C. Wilcox, H. Dav, William Wilson, and R. D. Westwood under Sheriff Tyler "The boys had about wiped that country clean of their best horses, and the lawmen had tracked them into the Roost and up to their camp by a little sweet spring in a narrow crack-like cave at the head of a box canyon. "No one knows why the posse didn't climb out on the canyon walls and have the outlaws surrounded when they got up in the morning, but they didn't. They waited down in the brush until Indian Ed went to climb out and get the horses. Then they opened fire, wounding him above the knee. He fell off into the wash behind some brush and went back to camp where Silver Tip and Blue John joined him, with Silver Tip finally making a run for it up the sloping ledge, right under the noses of the posse. They shot at him but didn't hit him, and when he got out higher than they were, he sure moved them back and put them on the run. "That evening Indian Ed came to our camp afoot, with only his 42-80 rifle and his six-shooter. Of course, he was welcome to stay and he did, but he was so nervous he about made us jumpy about the law. "The only time he was easy enough to get a night's sleep--and let us get one, too--was when we were camped on a high place and the sheep, always bedded close, were quiet all night. But if the sheep were restless, as thev usually were at that time of year, Ed would be up and down all night, listening to the bells and imagining that all kinds of posses were sneaking up on him, scaring the sheep. "One night the camp was pitched down in a dip and the sheep bedded around it. Ed had protested he couln't see out over the country in the late evening and felt hemmed in. During the night the sheep 'ran', probably from some coyote or bobcat, and we had to get up and bring them back. Ed didn't close his eves the rest of the night and sat up holding his gun in his hands until daylight. "The wound where he had been shot in the fight seemed to be healed up all right, but he kept rubbing it. It was a narrow red scar just above his knee but it didn't look just right. One morning as we were getting out of bed, I said, 'Ed, that looks festered. I'll bet there is something in there.1 He said we could soon see, and out with his kn^fe and slashing open his leg, removed the flat-.tened 38-55 slug. • "A few days later, his leg healed up for good this time, he thanked us one morning and we went up the draw and he went down, still afoot. But I don't think he stayed that way long. The day
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Identifier 003_GRL_BUTCH_PAGE2.JPG
Source Original booklet: Pearl Baker: Interviewed by John McFarlane
Setname gr_pbb
Date Created 2005-03-18
Date Modified 2005-03-18
ID 317872
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s65b02bt/317872