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KANSAS LEGENDS
Dodge - A Story of the Old Hell-raising
Trail's End Where the Colt Was King |
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By
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It was in the days when the new railroad was
pushing through the country of the plains
Indians
that a drunken
cowboy
got on the train at a way station in
Kansas.
John Bender, the conductor, asked him for his ticket. He had none, but he
pulled out a handful of gold pieces.
"I wantta--g-go
to--h-hell," he hiccoughed.
Bender did not hesitate an instant. "Get off
at
Dodge. One dollar, please."
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Dodge City,
Kansas,
1876.
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Dodge City did not get its name because so many of its citizens
were or had been, in the
Texas phrase,
on the dodge. It came quite respectably by its cognomen. The town was
laid out by A. A. Robinson, chief engineer of the Atchison, Topeka &
Santa Fe, and it was called for Colonel Richard I. Dodge, commander of
the post at
Fort Dodge
and one of the founders of the place. It is worth noting this, because
it is one of the few respectable facts in the early history of the
cowboy
capital.
Dodge was a wild and uncurried prairie wolf, and it howled every
night and all night long. It was gay and young and lawless. Its sense
of humor was exaggerated and worked overtime. The crack of the
six-shooter punctuated its hilarity ominously. Those who dwelt there
were the valiant vanguard of civilization. For good or bad they were
strong and forceful, many of them generous and big-hearted in spite of
their lurid lives. The town was a hive of energy. One might justly use
many adjectives about it, but the word respectable is not among them.
There were three
reasons why
Dodge won the reputation of being the wildest town the country had
ever seen. In 1872 it was the end of the track, the last jumping-off
spot into the wilderness, and in the days when transcontinental
railroads were building across the desert the temporary terminus was
always a gathering place of roughs and scalawags. The payroll was
large, and gamblers, gunmen, and thugs gathered for the pickings. This
was true of Hays, Abilene, Ogallala, and Kit Carson. It was true of
Las Vegas and
Albuquerque.
A second reason was that
Dodge was the end of the long trail drive from
Texas. Every
year hundreds of thousands of longhorns were driven up from
Texas by
cowboys
scarcely less wild than the hill steers they herded. The Great Plains
country was being opened, and cattle were needed to stock a thousand
ranches as well as to supply the government at
Indian
reservations. Scores of these trail herds were brought to
Dodge for shipment, and after the long, dangerous, drive the
punchers were keen to spend their money on such diversions as the town
could offer. Out of sheer high spirits they liked to shoot up the
town, to buck the tiger, to swagger from
saloon to
gambling hall, their persons garnished with revolvers, the spurs on
their high-heeled boots jingling. In no spirit of malice they wanted
it distinctly understood that they owned the town. As one of them once
put it, he was born high up on the Guadeloupe, raised on prickly pear,
had palled with alligators and quarreled with grizzlies.
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40,000 buffalo hides are piled in Rath & Wright's
Buffalo Hide Yard in 1878. Courtesy National Archives.
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Also, Dodge
was the heart of the
buffalo
country. Here the hunters were outfitted for the chase. From here great
quantities of hides were shipped back on the new railroad. R. M. Wright,
one of the founders of the town and always one of its leading citizens,
says that his firm alone shipped two hundred thousand hides in one season.
He estimates the number of
buffaloes
in the country at more than twenty-five million, admitting that many, as
well informed as he. put the figure at four times as many. Many times he
and others traveled through the vast herds for days at a time without ever
losing sight of them. The killing of
buffaloes
was easy, because the animals were so stupid. When one was shot they would
mill round and round. Tom Nixon killed 120
in forty minutes; in a little more than a month he slaughtered 2,173 of
them. With good luck a man could earn a hundred dollars a day. If he had
bad luck he lost his scalp.
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The
buffalo
was to the plains
Indian
food, fuel, and shelter. As long as there were plenty of
buffaloes
he was in Paradise. But he saw at once that this slaughter would soon
exterminate the supply. He hated the hunter and battled against his
encroachments. The
buffalo hunter
was an intrepid plainsman. He fought
Kiowas,
Comanches,
and the Staked Plain
Apaches, as
well as the
Sioux and the
Arapaho.
Famous among these hunters were Kirk Jordan, Charles Rath, Emanuel Dubbs,
Jack Bridges, and Curly Walker. Others even better known were the two
Buffalo Bills (William Cody and William
Mathewson) and
Wild Bill.
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A man stands atop a huge pile of buffalo
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These three factors then
made Dodge:
it was the end of the railroad, the terminus of the cattle trail from
Texas the
center of the
buffalo
trade. Together they made it "the beautiful bibulous Babylon of the
frontier," in the words of the editor of the Kingsley Graphic.
There was to come a time later when the bibulous Babylon fell on evil days
and its main source of income was old bones. They were
buffalo
bones, gathered in wagons, and piled beside the track for shipment,
hundreds and hundreds of carloads of them, to be used for fertilizer. (I
have seen great quantities of such bones as far north as the Canadian
Pacific line, corded for shipment to a factory.) It used to be said by way
of derision that
buffalo
bones were legal tender in
Dodge.
Continued Next Page
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Also See:
The
Beginnings of Dodge City
Dodge City -- A
Wicked Little Town
Dodge City Historical Text
Fort Dodge
History and Hauntings
John Henry
"Doc" Holliday - Deadly Doctor of the Frontier
The Long Branch Saloon
Long Branch Saloon Shootout
Populating Boot
Hill
Wyatt Earp -
Frontier Lawman of the American West
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Cowboys
and wagons gather in Dodge City in the late 1800's.
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