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Friday, June 2, 2023

FINALLY a real photo of Jesse Woodson and Frank James to validate...


In the late months of 2016, a friend sent me a digital copy of what is now called the Black Book, other wise known by its published name, Jesse James Was One of His Names.

I was asked to read the book and assess it for authenticity, Being a distant fan of Jesse, I decided what the hell, I love a good mystery. When I started this venture it was purely to determine the overall authenticity of the book, but with the turn of each page I saw yet another mystery within to be resolved, this got me even more excited because I knew I could prove or disprove a majority of the many claims made within the pages of the book in question… I had no idea how much Jesse James history had to do with the west and even Utah!

As many of you already know, I have been able to prove many claims made within the book, to date I have yet to disprove anything. Eventually I found the proofs I was looking for that made it clear to me and anyone receiving the same information that J Frank Dalton, who came forth in 1946 claiming to be Jesse Woodson James, was indeed Jesse Woodson James. 

At this time I had no idea of the genealogical mess created over the many years and the many regurgitations spewed out of the mouths of media and book authors all eager it seems to capitalize on Jesse’s name. But as you sift through the bull shit and learn the truths verified by good old fashion research, a picture began to unfold. Little did I know that picture would be literal in ever sense of the word.

After proving to myself the authenticity of the Black Book or should I say giving the book credibility… I became very familiar with Jesse’s Face, fortunately a photo surfaced in about 1940 found in an old cabin near Bottomless Lake New Mexico, not 100 mile S/W of where Jesse lived for 25 years of some of his more active days under the name of Captain Harrison Trow.

The discovery did not catch much attention until 1946 when J Frank Dalton stepped from the dark and announced who he really was, some one who knew of the photo brought it to him to verify.


J Frank Dalton, or Jesse examining a photo of himself, his brother Sylvester Franklin James and his Mother Molly Dalton James.


This photo alone has helped resolve many a mystery within the Black Book and other. Although I had verification of the true identity of Captain Harrison Trow, this photo verified it.


Jesse on the left, overlaid with

charcoal drawing of Harrison Trow on the right increasing opacity with each frame left to right.


Jesse on the left, overlaid with older image of Captain Harrison Trow


Older image of Harrison Trow on the left, overlaid with image of J Frank Dalton


1920 Photo that was discovered at the Museum in Hereford Texas where Jesse lived for 25 years under the name of the very man credited with identifying the supposed dead body of Jesse Woodson James, Captain Harrison Trow

If you do not know the story behind this found in the Black Book, you are missing out…

In this photo is found Jesse, Myra Bell, Molly Dalton, George Strother James and suspect 4 of Jesse and Myra Bells children.


I knew that the circulating photo of Myra Bell Shirley and supposed Jim Reed, it was actually Jesse and Myra Bell.



Jesse and Myra Bell’s Marriage photo 1866

Married under the names of Captain Harrison Trow and Missouri Ann


Although it would all seem conclusive, to me… which it was, but what if I could just find one more photo from a credible source and it shows also to be with out doubt Jesse James… Well I decided to put the word out several years ago and on August 12th 2021 I receive a very interesting email,


It sounded good and the mention of Orvus Lee Hawk, gave me a bit more hope however… I was certain it would end up being another family photo where in the family convinced themselves that their grandfather was Jesse Woodson James… It has happened many times over. So needless to say I did not get my hopes up… The following day I receive another email with the following letter… For those who cannot read the letter for what ever reason.. the text of the letter will follow… 

The Family Name has been removed from the following images…



Dear cousin, 

     Grandpa died Aug 15th at 6:45 p.m.  For an old man age 107 past he did his best.  He would have lasted perhaps another year or so – questions, questions, by the 10’s of thousands which he answered just simply shortened his life. 

     I’m sorry he isn’t here to answer yours, too.  Frank & Jesse James made dozens of trips from Alabama, Tennessee to Texas & back.  We were in Nashville, Tennessee 2 weeks in 1948.  Two weeks in Atlanta, 1 week in Selma, Alabama, one week at Pensacola, one week at New Orleans.  In June & 1st of May 1948 we were at Rye and Pueblo, Colo, not too far from the New Mexico line.  Wish you could have came up. 

      We flew over N M twice in July 1948 crossed your state again on or about Nov 1st 1948 & came back across in March 1949 on the train.  JJ went to Oklahoma twice in 1948, Chicago, Texas and on a hospital stretcher with a paralyzed right side & a broken right hip.  Could you or I have done it even now let along past 100 years of age? 

     Where is Stanley?  I may have some work to do out there one of these days & would like to hear your story. 

     So Jesses Woodson James at age 107 went to his death still answering questions - some authoritative  like yours --- 

     Will you please mail the clipping of the paper you save so I can ad it to JJ’s scrap book’s please?  God bless you all -- Jesse was (buried?) here Sunday among friends and kinfolks – old cowboys, etc – 

Adios amigos –

O. Lee Hawk


Attached to the same email was the following pictureI opened it and almost immediately I was ready to roll my eyes, and almost close the picture but… I don’t know what it was, but I paused and looked closer, and there it was…. 

This is the first time I have shown the entire photo

Full Image taken in 1895-6

minus the Photographers information,

withheld for a wise purpose…


The two men standing are not the Younger brothers as thought by the family… but I am almost certain I know who they are… the two sitting are without question, Kentucky Born, Jesse Woodson James on the left and his brother Sylvester Franklin James on the right, Sons of George Strother James and Mollie Dalton, NOT Missouri Born Jesse Robert James and Alexander Frank James, the two sons of Zerelda Cole and cousins of Jesse Woodson James. 

I knew I did not have to do an overlay to prove the point but because of my meticulous nature… I did it anyway…

Using the grayscale image found in 1940, overlaid onto this new image and increasing the opacity, I was not surprised in the slightest…



Enhanced Images


I hope that my efforts here will finally resolve many things misconstrued over the many years and hopefully open the eyes of many who have been told or who have imagined that their grandfather or family member was or was not Jesse Woodson James, but might have been Jesse Robert James, Jesse Howard or Jesse Ballard James, all cousins to Jesse Woodson James.

If you choose to, I invite you to get a copy of one of the most interesting books I have ever taken upon the task of validating… The Black Book, or Jesse James was One of His Names, and I would invite you to get a copy of the premature and short assessment of the Black Book, Death of the Republic.


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Thursday, May 18, 2023

The Pedro Nunez Map and cache of 1771


Many of you may be familiar with the Nunez map of 1771 that surfaced many years ago, it was kept quiet for some time but eventually a copy of it was shared, and then shared with another and still another and now the map has been published. But are those who have seen the map any wiser? I think not.


First a little history on the map and where it came from.

There was a certain sort of a map collector living in the Provo area and how he originally came by the map is still uncertain, it is believed it was stolen by the map collectors grandfather near 1901, along with the Copper Map some of you may be familiar with, from the church archives…. It is said that with the aid of this map, the man who had the map was able to find a small cache near Hoyt Peak of which all that remains as proof of it is one silver bar which has been authenticated several times over. This map was eventually put up for sale with other maps and purchased by a friend of mine, eventually copies were shared… because the map has been now published I won’t be shy sharing it here… besides, whoever drew this map was no cartographer but was very good at making note of certain features…


Those familiar with the map now called the Pedro Nunez Map, may know it was also called the half map, simply because it was obvious that it was the left side of a larger map. Before the map was known by anyone, the grandson of the man who supposedly stole the map, made a call to the archives of Spain to try and get more information regarding the map and if possible find a copy of the right half… The person at the archives acknowledge the existence of the map and expressed his concerns about the map being in the hands of someone other than themselves, when asked about the right half of the map the man confirmed its existence and when asked if a copy could be made, he responded rather indignantly and said no! its property of Spain!

I recall in September of 2001 when I first received a copy of the map, I recall the excitement of a new challenge, I don’t know how many of you know it but those who know me, know that I love resolving a mystery, and I can’t let it go until I get results, finding key points obvious to me on the map, and then refining the areas between and verification of those things shown… such as in this case, the old trails… but first I had to verify that the person who created the map actually existed, that wasn’t that difficult.


After which, there are several things on this map that I chose to verify, but today I would like to direct your attention to this portion of the map and the trails…


Any one who is familiar with the map and has done the boots on the ground being very familiar with the Hoyt peak area, should know where these trails are… but they don’t…  The main trail known by just a few would be the yellow highlighted trail in the following image.

 My goal was the find the Box with a dot at each corner with the cross in the middle. Using certain techniques which I will say little, using key points and common sense, I first needed to find the two trails, one of which the apparent cache was along, and verify where the two came together… shown in red below.


At this point I cannot stress the importance of USGS Topo maps… there really is only one place where in this arrangement of trail exists or would exist. Following the trail on the left red trail of which very little is left we traveled all the way past where the two come together verifying the trail on the right as well, the right side is still partially in use to this day, or should I say about 10 years ago… we turned around and went back they way we came now having a bit of perspective and general idea as to where this box with a cross might be…

Approaching the area I felt was near to where it may be I noticed ahead what certainly looked as though it was an old mine dump. As we got closer it was much more obvious. We didn’t see it coming down the trail. Going up the hill and deviating from what we felt was the trail we realized the trail could have easily came down off the ridge instead of the drainage below it, so climbing the hill to the top of what we were certain was the dump it was confirmed by the tunnel, in fact two of them. But why were they open? This can’t be the cache I thought. After examining the mine tunnels as far as we could, both being cave in just a short distance in… I decided to follow the ridge instead back to the main trail. Just over 100 Yards above the mine and following what I felt was an old trail, looking off to my left next to the presumed trail, I spotted something that baffled me… Here was a 6 foot square hole and about 4 to 5 feet deep. I know what most of you are thinking… someone already got it? But understand that this was a near  perfect square, and had someone recently dug the hole, why square and where was all the dirt that should have come from the hole? There was no sign of digging recently or ever in the past, it was as if the ground just sunk 5 feet and that should be the clue… at this point is where I would love to be able to hear the comments but, I don’t have time and I can’t leave this unfinished. 

If you find an old open mine even if you suspect it is an old Spanish mine, you have likely found a dry hole, It is the covered ones you want to take notice of. Most presume a mine is covered because of a cache and in part may be, but the mines were covered to preserve the timbers within. If the mine was left open by Spanish it is likely because it is exhausted. If the mine was a filled tunnel you can expect as much as 30 feet of a plug to dig out, but in some cases there was another method. In this case we likely have an air shaft which is likely joined with the mine tunnels we found below, but in order to close a mine a bit quicker and upon return uncover with greater ease. The shaft end was likely dug with a 15 foot shaft and with a tunnel then continuing horizontal, this allows them to cover the shaft end of a mine with greater ease. But why was this hole covered apparently in a hurry? I suspect whoever did thought they would be back soon… Even after 200 years it shouldn’t have sunk 5 feet unless haphazardly filled.

At this time King Charles II was hell bent on expelling the Jesuits from New Spain due to the many rumors that they were no doubt in his mind, robbing him blind. This may very well explain why the shaft, if it is one, sunk five feet instead of a mere depression left behind by someone who took the time to pack the dirt. Could this be the location of the Cross in the box? Is it a Jesuit Cache? Well if not the coincident are beyond belief… Considering the time frame, I can’t help but wonder what the true mission of 1776 of Father Escalante was… Maybe he was sent personally by the King himself to see if any Jesuits were still in operation… Like many other projects I am still waiting to find the right men to take this project over… Its not that hard to get to, four wheelers will get you there as the Forest service is choking the road down where in you can’t get your truck up there any longer… Pulse Induction, even a Magnetometer might be beneficial… but most certainly shovels… If you think you have what it takes, then reach out to me and let’s find out… I might even be able to go along on this one…

Saturday, May 13, 2023

700 tons of Silver bars, 76 tons of Gold of the Little Big Horn Cache

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A Hollow Mound Mountain


The Copper value alone is 74 Million!

In the last 6 years or so in my efforts to research the Book nicknamed The Black Book or its given name, Jesse James Was One Of His Names, and for the purpose of proving or disproving the contents of the book, I found myself reading a section of the book once again regarding the Battle of Little Bighorn. Keep in mind; to this day I still have yet to prove anything as invalid, other than some conflicting statements interjected by the author himself, Del Schrader. My thoughts on the authenticity of the stories told within, is still weighing in as mostly factual as incredible as some of the claims may seam.

Reading the statements/claims contained within I decided to go have a good read of what the famed WIKI writers had to say Concerning Little Bighorn… Once again I found a write up based upon a pile of the regurgitation of 238 references no less and numerous opinions based upon them. Books listed as references written just a few years ago with few exceptions, again quoting former authors of even more books regurgitating even more content of books written not to long before those. I decided to check one source… It’s all I could handle that day… only to find it was B.S.

Many of the writers made no bones about discrediting claims made by many claiming some aspect of the war they having been of some part.. but they vaguely tell the side of the claimant and then insert the opinion of some former writer whom I must remind some, were certainly not there… One such incident I find humorous, 

“Theodore Goldin, a battle participant who later became a controversial historian on the event, wrote (in regards to Charles Hayward's claim to have been with Custer and taken prisoner):”

The Indians always insisted that they took no prisoners. If they did—a thing I firmly believe—they were tortured and killed the night of the 25th. As an evidence of this I recall the three charred and burned heads we picked up in the village near the scene of the big war dance, when we visited the village with Capt. Benteen and Lieut. Wallace on the morning of the 27th... I'm sorely afraid, Tony, that we will have to class Hayward's story, like that of so many others, as pure, unadulterated B. S.  

I think his assessment is B. S…. but that’s just me…

Interestingly enough, they use Mr. Goldin’s testimony as evidence and then in an article about Mr. Goldin himslef, WIKI writers then discredit him…. 

As the years went by, Goldin embellished his role in the battle more and more. The height of embellishment is found in a chapter in the book Northwestern fights and fighters by Cyrus Townsend Brady. In addition to his claims of carrying Custer's last dispatch, Goldin claimed he joined the Seventh Cavalry in 1873, witnessed the death of Lt. Benjamin Hodgson, and was present for a discussion of strategy between Captain Myles Keogh and General Custer.[14] When others challenged his claims, Goldin claimed that Brady had distorted his letter.[1] [The footnotes leading to recent authors expressing their opinion] 

And were suppose to accept this hypocritical writing? It is claimed by WIKI that nearly 120 people came forward claiming they were the last survivor of the Battle of Little Bighorn, and then… no source is given… just the regurgitation of recent former writers opinions to ponder… 

The point to the foregoing is, reading what history has fed us since the occurrence of the Little Bighorn Battle, is no more valid… in fact less than the story told in the Black Book.

OK… lets move on…. Now I would like to share one of these many claims of which WIKI is either oblivious to, or is ignored by them. The following account has much more validity than anything that the academics have used or considered.


From    The Black Book

The Fateful Summer of '76


Jesse Woodson James liked to tell his wide-eyed grandchildren, "the history of the Old West has never been told because the men who made our nation grow didn't have time to stop, record or tell about everything they did, things moved too fast.” But as an old man, Jesse had lots of time to talk and look back. He never forgot what was crammed into the summer of 1876.


From June 25 to September 7, a span of less than two and a half months, Gen. George A. Custer and 277 of his troopers died at the Little Bighorn, James Butler (Wild Bill) Hickock was killed in a Deadwood bar, and a massive raid on a NorthfieldMinnesota, bank ended in bloody failure. Jesse James was involved in all three of these history making incidents.


During the winter of 1959 in Colorado Springs, Colorado, two old-timers, Timothy Ardell Capps, 88, and Frank Curtis, an illiterate Negro gifted with an agile mind, discussed the U.S. 7th Cavalry's fate at the Battle of the Little Big Horn and signed a series of sworn statements. Curtis had been a teenage bullwhacker there that fateful day at Little Big Horn along with his father and older brother. Capps' father, Timothy Leonard Capps, and his uncle, Carl Capps, were eyewitnesses, too; Tim had grown up learning the history of the Old West from their mouths.


Although the Civil War had been over more than a decade when Custer made his foolish foray into Indian country, former Confederate soldiers hadn't forgotten the North-South conflict. Jesse W. James was an unreconstructed Southerner and he remembered the 15 bullet holes he received fighting for the Stars and Bars. To Jesse, Sitting Bull, Chief Joseph and other chiefs were Confederate allies because General Custer, a damn yankee who'd fought at Bull Run and other battles, was a Union officer. So he looked upon Custer, a dashing but vain man with presidential ambitions, as the real enemy.


By 1876 the 32-year-old James owned a thriving freight line business, and long before Custer’s demise, he had been running guns to Indians on the Northern Plains. Curtis, who worked for Jesse James, recalled how easy it had been. In late winter, 1876, 150 heavy wagons were loaded at Camp Worth (now Fort Worth), Texas, with food, cloth, canned goods, saddles, blankets, etc. - but mostly with the latest 44-40 Winchester repeating rifles and ammunition. The new rifles had been purchased by Jesse through "regular channels."


Capps said his father told him there were 10 wagons to a crew and the two Cappses and the three Curtises were teamsters in one of the 15 crews. Some of Colonel James' wagons were so heavy they had to be pulled by eight teams of horses. As the wagons groaned northward no one, particularly the military, paid much heed. Trade with the Indians was growing and profitable. Besides, the rifles, 10 to a wooden case, and shells, were cleverly hidden. Each wagon carried a small gold and white flag, Jesse James' secret safe conduct pass known throughout the Indian nations.


Months before the wagon train left Camp Worth, Jesse and other former Confederate officers had trained the Sioux in the use of the new Winchester repeating rifle, a gun far superior to what the U.S. 7th Cavalry had. More than a dozen Winchesters and half a dozen Gatling guns had been stolen from the U.S. Arsenal at Rock IslandIll., by Jesse's daring agents. The Indians were taught to use the new rifles, with the promise of more to come.


The early-day machine gun had been invented by Richard Jordan Gatling of North Carolina. It consisted of a number of breech-loading rifle barrels constructed to revolve around a common center. Cartridges were supplied by an ingenious, spring-wound device, making it possible to fire 1,200 .45 caliber bullets per minute from a 10·barreledgun. The U.S. Army had adopted the Gatling gun in 1866.


What would primitive Plains Indians, use to riding their ponies bareback, do with a Gatling gun? Colonel James imported a dozen large, gentle Missouri mules to a secret training ground in Dakota Territory. He devised a way to strap the Gatling guns to the backs of the mules; with four Indian warriors astride their ponies a mobile gun crew was formed.


Equally important, the former Confederate experts convinced their willing Indian pupils that their old practice of playing ring-around-the-rosie with the white man's wagon train was obsolete. They were trained to fight like Morgan's Raiders and Quantrill's Missouri guerrillas - to split up on command, hit with force and devastation and then fade away before the enemy could recover.


Curtis remembered that about noon on the fateful Sun- day of June 25 Custer and his men rode up over the hill east of the river toward the vast Indian encampment situated on the west side of the Little Big Horn. Custer found a peaceful camp with only women, children and older Indians. No doubt the Indians were surprised. They had expected their confrontation with the U.S. Army to take place during the hunting season in August.


Capps said that Colonel James broke open wagon after wagon where they'd halted a safe distance from the actual battlefield and passed out about 2,000 repeating rifles and ammunition as the Indian warriors rode by. The Indians tossed away an assortment of old muzzle-loaders, spears, tomahawks and bows and arrows when the new repeaters were thrust into their hands. Then they raced their ponies to the battlefield and opened fire on Custer's men.


Because of the timing, the Indians had been able to get only two of their mounted Gatling guns into action, but these were coupled with repeating rifles. General Custer had never faced such awesome firepower. Capps said, "The battle was over in not too many minutes. It was a one-sided slaughter, my father told me."


Eyewitness Curtis didn't mention it, but Tim Capps' father told him, "I know Custer, the fighting general, didn't show much bravery when face to face with a blaze of hatred that day, so he up and shot himself on the last go-around."


Fifty years after the battle, Colonel James verified Custer's suicide, saying. "The Indians had him disarmed and captured. He asked for the return of his pistol so he could 'die like a soldier'. After a brief pow-wow, the Indians gave it back to him and he shot himself in the heart."


Jesse and a former Confederate general who had been training the Indians, ordered the main 3,000-man victorious force to divide, scatter and vanish from the battlefield; Sitting Bull called off the other, Indians who surrounded Major Reno's troopers on a nearby hill. Some historians have long insisted there were some survivors of the Custer massacre and they are right. Golden Circle accounts say 17 ex-Rebel troopers brought out their diagonal gold-white flags and escaped.


Capps testified, "Dad told me that all dead troopers were mutilated, scalped and stripped, but not the body of General Custer. His corpse was left where it fell.” Colonel James passed the word to his teamsters to "get the hell out real fast." The 150 wagons broke into units of 10 each, circled the nearby hills and headed east to Deadwood, Dakota Territory, where the feverish Black Hills Gold Rush was eating up supplies faster than they could arrive. In route, they stored about a thousand new repeating rifles, five-hundred pistols and a quantity of ammunition in a secret dry cave Jesse had used before. On August 1, 1876, the lightened freight wagons rolled into booming Deadwood, and much-needed supplies they contained were purchased by eager merchants and miners as fast as they could be unloaded.


County of El PasoColo., Dec. 31, 1959, by Frank Curtis: "I'm a Negro who was with Jesse W. James on June 25, 1876, when he passed out new repeating rifles to the Indians who killed Custer. I knew John Trammell, Lucky Johnson, etc. I know a lot of secrets of J. W. James. He lived to be 107."


Where is the one thousand new repeating rifles, five-hundred pistols and a quantity of ammunition not to mention the Gatling guns that were used at Little Bighorn and cached away afterwards? 

Not to many years ago a friend sent me a copy of what has been nicknamed as the Ghost Town Map at the time, an internet search yielding no results of the map making any appearance on the internet. Today if you search really hard, you might find one incident where in someone felt the need to make it public. However, NO ONE seems to know where this town was or what it may have to do with the Little Bighorn massacre. I would love to tell the story of how I found the Ghost Town in question; in fact, I can’t really take credit because even though I did find it, I could not confirm it with the presence of a railroad. The credit goes to another who dug much deeper than I… Unfortunately for reasons I cannot explain yet, all we can do is sit back and look at the hill where in the cavern exists, knowing without doubt what lies under it… it could drive a sane man crazy… this is the kind of thing that occurs more often than I care for… finding something of this magnitude, and because of existing unforeseen circumstances, you can’t touch it, but circumstances can be changed, with time, money and patients… 

It is believed that Jesse’s Grandson, Lee Howk drew this map after Jesse had passed away. Oh how I would love to see the Gatling guns, the 44-40 Winchester repeating rifles, and the pistols… not to mention mounds of copper ingots, sliver and Gold…


Is this the place where the Little Bighorn Battle weapons ended up?

On the upper portion of the Ghost town map, minus instructions… is inscribed:

J. W. James used this town as his own bailiwick.

During bad years he stored thousands of tons of excess copper bars to help keep the copper price up to 15 cents to 17 cents per pound on the market. He hoped to store copper until the prices increased. He also hoarded placer gold and gold bars plus some lead bars and silver bars along with sacks of canned milk, canned meat, Beans and pork in cans just in case. A lot of guns and supplies went through this town to General Poncho Villa ChihuahuaSonora Mexico 1915 to 1922.


And inscribed on the top right:

…. A hollow mound mountain

200 repeating rifles an ammunition, 5 or 6 Gatling guns and 300 Pistols. 10,000 to 12,000 tons of copper bars, 500 to 700 tons of silver bars, 16 tons of placer gold, saddles, blankets, canned goods 

In case you were wondering, the contents is valued at over 1 Billion,

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Saturday, May 6, 2023

Lordsburg Train Robbery, valued today at 4.4 Million.

 There has been a boat load of crap written about Jesse and Frank James, Butch and Sundance and even Billy the kid, most of which is unintentionally untrue through continuous regurgitation, some intentional and even some by profound delusion. I won’t take the time to tell of the delusional stories but at this time wish to point out some stories that if I had to weigh the evidence, is likely true with support of various forms of evidence.

Grat, Jesse and Butch

But before considering the following I would recommend getting familiar with the real James Family… The Family of Jesse Woodson James

and where the information comes from, the source The Black Book, Jesse James was One of his Names.

Lets talk about Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Much of what we read about Butch is true, other than he was not killed in Brazil, but lets talk about Sundance first, who was he?.. Really? The source and the evidence seems to weigh in favor of… Sundance was not only know as the Sundance Kid, but also his Alias, Harry Alonzo Longabaugh, yes, Alias… His birth name was Gratton Hanley Dalton, yes the same Grat Dalton of the Dalton Gang, Jesse Woodson James’s Cousin who was supposedly killed in 1892. 

The photo that has been circulating for a very long time, supposedly Grat in his youth, may or may not be him, I am undecided but lean towards not.


Grat Dalton? Maybe and maybe not.


According to the source, in his later years Grat was living and died in 1965, at just under 100 years of age under the name of Grover Shropshire outside of Cut Bank Montana. Strangely enough, I found a Grover Shropshire in the area but the time frame isn’t right. 

At what was likely the last time Lee Howk met with Grat Dalton in 1958, Lee Asked Grat...

"When did you last see Butch Cassidy?"  "Well, sir," Grat answered, "when a man gets older, you'd think he'd seek out his old  buddies more. But that isn't always the case. Let's see, Butch and I last got together in the  late 1930s over in Lander, Wyoming, where he died about six months later. 

Funny thing,  Butch and I for years were thicker than thieves, which we were. But after we'd talked all  night, there was nothing more to talk about. In a way,  I guess there's nothing more lonely than being an old outlaw." Grat Dalton told Jesse that a few years after their escapades in South America, he and  Butch Cassidy went to Hollywood and worked as movie extras. Cassidy even played  some roles using the name "Tex Driskell." Grat reminisced about his old days in The  Wild Bunch, the Hole in the Wall Gang and Butch Cassidy Gang. And he talked of Kid  Curry, who died in Bannack, Montana, about 1942.

I found a photo or two of Tex Driscoll and I must say, it isn’t conclusive but possible…  Hard to tell with all that beard…

Sundance AKA Grat Dalton said to be with Eta Place

Or more likely Ann Basset? Sister of Josie Bassett?

Ann Bassett sister of Josie Bassett

Looks like the same girl to me…


“Those who had met Place claimed the first thing they noticed about her was that she was strikingly pretty, with a very nice smile, and that she was cordial, articulate, refined in speech and manners, and an excellent shot with a rifle. She was said to have spoken in an educated manner, and she indicated she was originally from the East Coast, although she never revealed an exact location.” WIKI


Butch was reported having married “Dotty” who was the daughter of Colonel Thomas Edward Lawrence, better known as Lawrence of Arabia and lived in Seattle for a time.


Now for the Gold Story… 

A few nights later, Lee asked cousin Grat, 

"I want you to tell me the real truth. Did you and Butch Cassidy help old Jesse pull 'one last train holdup' over in Arizona in about 1905?" Grat grinned. 

"Well, seeing your Grandpappy has climbed his last mountain, I see no harm in 'fessing up. Yes, we did, but the so-called holdup was staged near Lordsburg, New Mexico. 

We dragged the $44,000 over to Ft. Thomas, Arizona, and buried it." The old bandit warmed up. "Butch and I fell in the dust that day laughing. Your Grandpa had really set us up for that one. Or, I should say, set up the railroad and the insurance company."   Lee cut in, "Well, Grat, I heard the story. It was one of Grandpa's death-bed confessions. But I want to see if his version jibes with yours. Go on, please." Grat's eyes took on a new lustre. 

"Old Jesse James was real foxy. It was his own money to begin with. He insured it in Chicago for what I believe was $100,000. Then he bribed the engineer and the baggage coach boys. Let's see who was there. First, there was old Jesse, and Butch, Tim Capps and Ora Doiel, and me, of course. All five of us were sitting on our horses and when the train rounded the bend, the engineer stopped the baggage coach right in front of us.   "A darky opened the door and asked, 'Where do you want it, Colonel?' and Jesse said, 'Just roll it out. That'll be fine.' The two Negroes pushed it out and Jesse said, 'Nice doing business with you.' The engineer tooted twice and pulled out.

The loss of the chest wasn't reported until the train hit Los Angeles. Of course, the insurance company paid off and apologized profusely."   Grat stared into the fireplace. "Yup, there'll never be another man like old Jesse Woodson James, God rest his soul. He did a lot more good than he did bad, but he was a real outlaw alright."   

At the time of the Lordsburg Train Robbery, Jesse was posing as Captain Harrison Trow living in North West Texas and at the same time managing his alias William A. Clark through his paid double Carl O’Haver Clark in Butte Montana.

Interestingly enough, located a hop skip and a jump from the train robbery site is located the Lordsburg Mystery Glyph panel...

Lordsburg Mystery Glyphs

Somewhere near Fort Thomas may very well be a buried chest of 4.4 million in Gold…