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Chapter 10. Shot Him Dead

Rick Miller University of North Texas Press ePub

Chapter 10

Shot Him Dead

Between July 1873 and Christmas 1874, there is no real record of Longley’s whereabouts. We only have his story that, after being released in Austin, he killed a man in Frio County and then worked for Dr. McIver in Madison County. The 1877 account of his adventures found in the Galveston Daily News had him leaving Madison County, which is in East Texas northeast of Bryan, visiting his parents again briefly in Bell County, then riding on to old Fort Ewell on the Nueces River in LaSalle County, at the junction of the San Antonio and Laredo roads. The fort had been established in 1852, but abandoned in October 1854 when army troops there were transferred to Fort McIntosh on the Rio Grande above Laredo.1 Fort Ewell and Dog Town, forty miles northeast on the Frio River, became two principal stage stands between San Antonio and the Rio Grande. Fort Ewell was not much of a town, being principally occupied by Mexicans and a storekeeper known as Peg Leg Stuart.2

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Chapter 1: “Murderous Passions Unleashed”

David Johnson University of North Texas Press PDF

chapter 1

“Murderous Passions Unleashed”

Arriving in Texas during the 1840s, German immigrants left behind them a land composed of a patchwork of kingdoms, duchies, and principalities steeped in feudal tradition and dominated by Austria and Prussia. Following Napoleon’s defeat of the German states, social reform had come with the abolition of hereditary serfdom and the establishment of municipal rights for cities for the first time. A system of elementary and secondary education was created, and citizens could now stand for civil offices.1 The impact of these reforms was apparent to the German colonists. Older members of the families could recall serfdom or knew of it from their parents. Most were the first generation to receive a public education. All of them knew how disunity in

Germany had led to defeat and humiliation by the French.

Social reforms notwithstanding, the living conditions in Germany were harsh. Lich writes that “Jobs were scarce, and laborers were poorly paid. Taxes were oppressive, and few people had more money than was required to buy the most essential necessities.”

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Chapter 15. We Want Him

Rick Miller University of North Texas Press ePub

Chapter 15

We Want Him

Bill Longley likely visited his parents in Bell County in the late fall and perhaps early winter of 1876, during which time Dick Sanders may have left him and returned home. It is also possible that in March 1877 Longley and Sanders might have been in Kerr County. From March 10 to March 20, a detachment of Texas Rangers from Company C, responding to some source of information, was sent into the county to look for them.1 The Rangers returned empty-handed. No doubt concerned that the authorities would get wind of his whereabouts in his old haunts, Longley said that he went to East Texas, and he ultimately made his way into Nacogdoches County, across the Angelina River. An educated guess would place this trip in the spring of 1877.

For whatever reason, Longley decided that he would detour around the town of Nacogdoches, rather than ride through it. Fuller, who himself was a resident of Nacogdoches, and speaking again in third person, said that the outlaw had “heard something” about Nacogdoches Sheriff Milt Mast and his deputy, Bill Burrows, and did not want to get into “fresh trouble.”2 About four or five miles west of the town, Longley stopped at the farm of George Washington Clevenger, Jr., a twenty-six-year-old who lived with his wife, Missouri Caroline, and two daughters, Ida and Nora.3 Clevenger had a brother who may have been living with him at the time, Joseph Phlemester Clevenger, who was shy of his twentieth birthday, and whom Fuller described as a “good-sized boy.”4

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Chapter 17. I Have Killed A Many Man

Rick Miller University of North Texas Press ePub

Chapter 17

I Have Killed A Many Man

After Longley was sentenced on Tuesday, September 11, 1877, Jim Brown discussed with Judge Turner his concerns about the security of the Lee County jail while Longley was awaiting the outcome of his appeal. Turner agreed that it was “not a safe jail for the confinement” of Longley, and ordered that he be conveyed to the Travis County jail in Austin “for safekeeping during his appeal.”1 Turner initially ordered Longley sent to Galveston, but crossed it out in favor of Austin.

Apparently there was no room for Longley in Austin where John Wesley Hardin was currently being detained. Brown sent a telegram that evening to Sheriff Christian Jordan in Galveston: “I want to imprison Bill Longley with you. Answer instanter. Can you take him?”2 Jordan promptly responded that the county commissioners of Galveston County had prohibited him from receiving prisoners from other counties until the county jail could “be placed in a more secure condition.” On the 13th, Brown again telegraphed him: “By request of many citizens I telegraph you again to take Wm. Longley for safekeeping. He is convicted of murder and is threatened by mob.”3

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Gary M. Lavergne University of North Texas Press ePub

The Glass-Paneled Door


On 1 August 1966 beneath a cloudless sky, Charles Whitman drove from the neat little house on Jewell Street to the University of Texas at Austin. Weather forecasters predicted warm, humid nights and hot sunny days. Experienced Austinites knew the pattern: cumulus clouds greeted early morning commuters with spectacular golden formations, but soon intolerant and relentless sunshine melted them away. It would be hot, and if any humidity dared linger, an afternoon thermal thundershower would pelt the area until the sun returned with a vengeance to turn the fallen rain into steam rising from the streets and sidewalks. A light southerly wind, not strong enough to bring relief, accompanied the heat and humidity. When Whitman left his home for the last time, at or slightly after 11:00 A.M., the temperature had climbed to the upper nineties. Vacationers and students on semester break flocked to Barton Creek, where cold spring-fed water supplied bathers with a momentary refuge from the heat. But most Austinites could afford no such luxury and instead wearily prepared for another one of “those” days. It was hot—damn hot.1

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Appendix III

David Johnson University of North Texas Press PDF

Appendix III

The following card appeared in the Burnet Bulletin on September

5, 1874, in response to the letter from David Doole published in the

San Antonio Herald. Unlike Doole, the men involved in the incident from Burnet and Llano Counties were more concerned about their reputations at home than in spreading the news to the general population of Texas. The letter was published under the banner “A


EDITOR BULLETIN: -— In the San Antonio Herald of the 14th ult., there is a communication purporting to be from one D. Doole, which for cool deliberate misrepresentations, and uncalled for malicious slander, is unparalleled by any villifying [sic] article that ever crept into a newspaper. For studied misrepresentations in that letter of the unfortunate differences that have heretofore existed between the stockraisers of Burnet and Llano counties and some of the citizens of Mason county, and the slanderous and libelous attack that is made upon ourselves and others, calls for a reply from us, and we respectfully solicit space in your columns to vindicate ourselves by giving our versions of the matter.

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The Trap Closes

Mark Coakley ECW Press ePub

The Trap Closes

“I told Bob, you can’t trust anyone!”

— Glenn Day

DaSilva texted Day on September 7, 2010: Hello, he’s there what your [estimated time of arrival?]. When Day got the text, he went to meet DaSilva’s runner, Yvan Guindon, at the Husky near the Molson plant.

Day recognized the gray-haired Guindon, in blue jeans and a T-shirt, from the motocross races in Walton. He parked beside Guindon’s blue Chevrolet Cobalt sports car. There was little conversation between English-speaking Day and French-speaking Guindon. Guindon took 20 pounds of cannabis in garbage bags from the backseat of his car and put it in the trunk of Day’s car. As he was carrying the cannabis from one vehicle to the other, one bag of it fell to the pavement and Guindon bent over to pick it up.

Day gave Guindon $25,000, and the runner left, driving north on 400 to the Wasaga Beach area, where he pulled up at Robert Bleich’s home. Guindon opened the trunk of his Cobalt and took out two black garbage bags, one black duffel bag and three ziplock bags, all full of cannabis, and put them into the box of Bleich’s Toyota Tundra.

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9. The Cut

Gary M. Lavergne University of North Texas Press ePub


The Cut

“There’s an awful lot of weirdos out there, and you never know when you are going to meet one.”

—Richard Stroup, McLennan County Sheriff’s Deputy


Living her adult life in a culture with an absence of beauty took its toll on Brenda Kay Thompson. She looked much older than her age—thirty-seven. At 5’5” tall and weighing only 115 pounds, she was a small woman. Her drawn and hollow-looking face made her look emaciated, almost skeletal. What were once beautiful brown eyes were instead sunken into bony sockets surrounded by a rough complexion. She looked tired. Her tragic life gave her a “worn” look common among the “older” (both in terms of age and arrests) girls at the Cut. She had several aliases, including Debbie Johnson, and Debbie Ward. A criminal background check reveals a long history of a dozen or so petty crimes ranging from small thefts settled by paying fines to more serious charges of possessions of controlled substances carrying with them five- and six-year sentences. Additionally, she had a history of DWI and moving traffic violations, trespassing charges, and numerous counts of forgery.1

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7. Going to College

Gary M. Lavergne University of North Texas Press ePub


Going to College

“This guy is sitting by somebody’s wife and somebody’s daughter in class!”

—Parnell McNamara, Deputy United States Marshal


At the beginning of 1991, McDuff reported to his Temple parole officer that he was working in a warehouse in the Dallas area as a forklift operator. Six days later he asked to transfer his parole supervision to the Dallas District. But less than two weeks after that he reported to his Temple parole officer that he was back in Temple living with J. A. and Addie. Kenneth’s aging parents apparently had little energy for raising a forty-five-year-old teenager; McDuff moved into the Jean Motel in Temple during much of March. Only six weeks earlier McDuff had discovered a way that he could have access to a private room, eat three meals a day in a cafeteria, receive money for subsistence—even during holidays—and receive an education. All he had to do was go to class. Kenneth Allen McDuff was going to college.1

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Chapter 12: “More Blood”

David Johnson University of North Texas Press PDF

chapter 12

“More Blood”

After reaching Loyal Valley, Ringo and Cooley separated. Ringo returned to Long Mountain in Llano County where the Farris family hid him for some time. Cooley went on to Fredericksburg where he stopped to eat at the Nimitz Hotel. Accounts from this point differ.

Gamel relates in his memoirs that Cooley was heading for Blanco

County where he had friends. After he finished eating at the hotel, he purchased a bottle of whiskey. When he got twelve miles out of Fredericksburg, he rode up to a fellow’s house by the name of Moore and got down off his horse and laid down and said, “Moore, I am an awful sick man,” and in a few minutes he was dead. It was supposed that there was poison in the whiskey he purchased . . . 1

Newspapers made no mention of poison. The Dallas Daily Herald reported simply that Cooley “died of congestion of the brain” near

Fredericksburg.2 The Houston Daily Telegraph provided additional details.

Blanco, June 10, 1876.

The notorious Scott Cooley died this morning about one o’clock, at the house of Esquire D. Maddox, nine miles north of Blanco, of brain fever.3

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9 “A miracle from God”

Gary M. Lavergne University of North Texas Press PDF

chapter nine

“A miracle from God”

“You gotta have some passion or you wouldn’t be worth a shit over here.”

—Jeff Shaw, Dallas County

District Attorney Investigator



s he lay in a hospital bed in stable condition in the intensive care unit at the Dedman Medical Center in Farmer’s Branch,

Texas, John McNeill admitted that he “wouldn’t have given ten cents for [his] life even when the ambulance people finally came in. [He] was in incredible pain.” During the ambulance ride he tried to relax, believing that it might help him avoid bleeding to death. The attendants kept talking to him in an attempt to keep him conscious, but John wished they would just shut up and let him try to relax on his own. At the hospital he was able to talk to the physician. He told him that he had an uncle who was a doctor.

“Would you like to wait for him?” asked the surgeon.

“No. I don’t think I have that much time,” answered John.

So the Dedman staff immediately prepped him for emergency surgery. The diagonal path of the bullet, from lower back to upper chest, meant that he faced major exploratory surgery to determine exactly what the missile had done. The doctors would also have to repair the damage and stop any bleeding to assure his survival.

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Twenty-one—“I’m the executioner.”

William T. Harper University of North Texas Press PDF

Chapter Twenty-one

July 31, 1974 • Day Eight

“I’m the executioner.”

—Fred Carrasco, hostage-taker

Week One of the Eleven Days in Hell would end at one o’clock as this eighth day and second week of horror began for the hostages.

Federico Carrasco was contacted on Wednesday morning five minutes after his eight o’clock deadline for complying with the demand for bulletproof vests.

He was called about what Ruben Montemayor called the “final offer” that Director Estelle had handed him at seven-fifteen that morning.

According to Ron Taylor, Carrasco “appeared to be sleepy or groggy”1 and he made no mention of his previous threat to blow up his hostages. The only thing he seemed to be interested in was ordering breakfast—pastry, donuts, cupcakes, orange juice, prune juice, jelly, toast and, of course, the daily newspapers.

Contact between the library and the warden’s office resumed at nine o’clock. The hostages requested clean clothes, a deck of cards, a portable radio, batteries, trash bags, ice, a jar of instant tea, lemon, sugar, coffee creamer, and coffee cups. Taylor, based

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19. In Conclusion

Corey Recko University of North Texas Press PDF


In Conclusion

Who killed Colonel Albert Jennings Fountain and Henry Fountain?

In telling this story, I’ve attempted to lay out all of the surviving evidence.

Over the years, the more people spoke of this mystery, the more names have been added to the list of suspects. The following is a list of the men who have been mentioned as suspects or possible conspirators in this crime at one time or another: Oliver Lee,

James Gililland, William McNew, Ed Brown, Green Scott, Emerald

James, William Carr, Tom Tucker, Jack Tucker, Albert B. Fall,

Hiram Yost, John Yost, Frank Hill, Frank Chatfield, --- Thergood,

José Chavez y Chavez, Tom “Black Jack” Ketchum, Sam Ketchum,

Joe Morgan, William Gililland, Print Rhodes, Charles Jones, Jim

Miller, Randolph Reynolds, --- Brady, William Johnson, Fred

Pellman, --- Stiles, Bob Raley, Tom Priedemore, John Lynch, Jim

Lynch, --- Johnson (William?), --- Grady, Gene ---, Len Watts, Luis

Herrera, and --- Lillaret.1

Many of these men where not mentioned as suspects until years after the murders, because at the time no evidence was found linking them to the crime, and in some cases they even had an airtight alibi. Take José Chavez y Chavez, who has been cited by many over the years as one of the men believed to have killed the Fountains.

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14. “Don’t Hurt Junior”

Gary M. Lavergne University of North Texas Press ePub


“Don’t Hurt Junior”

“Junior ain’t never done anything wrong in all his life.”

Addie McDuff


Two years after Sonya Urubek became part of the Reed Case, she testified about the different methods used by investigators in approaching the abduction. Specifically, Don Martin methodically checked out the many leads received, placing no particular emphasis on any one. Sonya was so convinced that the McDuff lead was a good one that she thought it was important to begin gathering evidence from Colleen’s possessions. Those possessions were in large plastic bags in Lori’s attic. Lori took great care of Colleen’s things, still hoping to one day return them to her younger sister. The plastic garbage bags had the effect of sealing and preserving the evidence, making it much easier to collect things like hair samples, and greatly reducing the chance of contamination. Sonya also asked Oliver (Colleen’s boyfriend) to visit APD headquarters, where he volunteered personal evidence for comparison for what would be found on Colleen’s clothes—and possibly her remains, if they should ever be found. Shortly after the abduction, Oliver went to the store where he bought the windbreaker he had given to Colleen—the one she was pictured wearing at the ATM. He tried to buy an identical suit, but could only find one that was nearly identical. The store insisted on giving it to him.1

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13 The Boys

Gary M. Lavergne University of North Texas Press PDF


The Boys

“These guys would fight the devil on the steps of hell!”

—Gary M. Lavergne


The three men sometimes call themselves “The Boys.” Two of them are brothers and the third might as well be. Deputy United States Marshals Mike and Parnell McNamara are the sons of Thomas Parnell (“T.

P.”) McNamara. T. P. ran the United States Marshal’s Office in Waco for thirty-seven years, a record that is now out of reach because of age requirements and mandatory retirement. So great was T. P.’s reputation as a lawman that he has been enshrined in the Texas Rangers Hall of

Fame—quite a feat for a U.S. Marshal. From 1902 until his death in

1947, Mike and Parnell’s great-uncle, Guy McNamara, was a McLennan

County Constable, Chief of the Waco Police Department, a Deputy

U.S. Marshal, and finally a full United States Marshal.1 Law enforcement is as much a part of Mike and Parnell’s genetic makeup as their blue eyes are.

William “Bill” Johnston, an Assistant United States Attorney, is the son of Wilson Johnston, an Assistant District Attorney of Dallas County during the heyday of District Attorney Henry Wade. Wilson Johnston was a pivotal figure in the prosecution and conviction of Jack Ruby, Lee

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