I believe what Howk is talking about are the treasure leads. Dalton would tell Howk things that Howk believed and when he went out to verify the data, Dalton had sent him on a wild goose hunt. You have to ask yourself did Dalton do it out of spite or was he doing it for fun. You take a 100 year old man that is being badgered day in day our for treasure leads the old man would be the wiser of the two. There's one thing about being old, expecially over 100. You can do anything you darn well please and get by with it.
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The date is September 28, 1982
31 Years after Dalton’s death
Jesse Lee James
P.O. Box 358
Medina North Dakota
Mrs. Clovis Herring
Rt. 1 Box&$* A
*#&&@*^ , Texas &5831
NOTE: Howk would have been living in Medina North Dakota at the same time Gordon Kahl had his run in with the Government.
Note in the above photograph of grand-dad and I, he is showing not only the main identification so many oldsters looked for, but the left hand fingers, if you note, from JJ, if you also look closer at the goatee hiding that well known BLACK POWER BURNS on his square chin, the white shirt and necktie, covers the terrible scars of ROPE BURNS, inflicted upon him by Yankee Army officers about a month after General Lee surrendered many confederate soldiers were held in Yankee Prison camps being given third degree beatings and torture before they were allowed to go home, in some incidents.
Grand-dad, his father and every brother left their home to Manchester, Kentucky to join the Confederacy Army. April 1861 Grand-dad, JWJ was the youngest boy, his twin Molly (Mollie) Dalton of Dalton Georgia, was part Cherokee Indian Blood. She had several brothers and five sisters, one of who was General Dalton in command of Confederate troops during the siege of Atlanta, also another brother, Lewis Dalton, married a sister of Cole Younger bearing ten sons and five sisters, so Frank Dalton, a U.S. Deputy Marshall, working out of Ft. Smith under hanging Judge Isaac C Parker, was shot and killed trying to run down and arrest some moonshinners along about 1889, as I seem to recall. Grat, Bill, Bob, Henry, John, Emmett including “Cy” one sister I knew very well was Leona Dalton, who lived to a ripe old age at Kingfisher, Oklahoma.
After Grand-dad, JWJ pulled another of his FAKED deaths or funerals in early 1925, he sent for me to join him where he was in hiding at a ranch near Ellensberg, Washington. Also, joining us was one of his brother’s (Dr. S Frank James), daughters and two sons. The son Henry is still alive far as I know at Wichita Kansas, having been reared at Claremore Oklahoma, their father being Charles E Norris.
NOTE: Charles E Norris was married to Mary Plina James.
Soon after JJ and I landed at Peru, Nebraska, JWJ assumed the alias of Happy Jack Dalton. He was born April 17, 1884 near Boddington, Kentucky, not to far from Lexington, Kentucky, one of JWJ’s sisters married Henry Coleman“Cole” Younger, by her Cole had four or five children. Cole’s children were taken in by JWJ’s twin sister, after the death of their mother, who had fallen in love and ,married one of grand-dad’s / JWJ’s paid doubles.
She married a well known wrestler and double of JWJ’s named OBEDIAN HOWK, one of several brothers of Dutch descent. Aunt Tillie moved to St. Louis, Mo. which at that time was said to have the best schools, doctors, hospitals, etc, etc. Incidentally, I have grand-dad’s sheepskin medical diploma, signed by a whole flock of old time doctors, he had four brothers also graduate M.D’s.
That shows the Kentucky set of James brothers, so lets take a look further into the brother of George S James also of Kentucky. He was Rev. Robert James, who became a Baptist preacher, while all the rest of that James family were Methodist, we never knew why. One brother, so badly shot up in the Civil Warm become a Methodist Missionary to China. Two more brothers, Henry and Charles, as I seem to recall, were also twins, both became Methodist Preachers, the two of them signed the marriage license of the father and mother of a very close friend of mine of my same age, in 1903 a BOZEMAN, Montana.Little brother JWJ, was one of the men known as “THE COPPER KING” of Butte Montana. So Dr. Ernest R. Tinkham, presently living at 81-441 Date Palm Ave. Indio, California 92201, his father was a barber at the Dutch Settlement near Bozeman, later Earnest attended Montana University at Bozeman. A doctor of biology, world famous in his line.
Granddad, being outlawed couldn’t practice medicine under his own name but he and his brothers donated millions to medical colleges to fund struggling medical students, this I do know. I got into the Pacific Northwest after several months up and down Alcan Highway. An epidemic of polio hit up and down the west coast, so while working with military police at Seattle Port of Embarkation, I didn’t realize it because I stayed on duty, until down I went in October 1943) But Bai Polio, after being tired of being experimented on, I went AWOL in January 1944.
Headed for the East Texas Oilfield, then straight to Centerville, Leon County, State of Texas, Grand-dad was in San Antonio but came straight to Centerville and I owe him for being alive. I was in terrible shape, nearly every night I would almost strangle to death and had lost my voice and a few bullet wounds. Gradually I learned hot to speak better, but it still took several long years to train a new voice. But JWJ knew every rabbit track in Madison, Anderson and Leon and Houston Counties. He had vast holdings all over central and East Texas. He owned and built the old Houston and Central Texas Rail Road.
He sold it to Hettie Green, so her son George Green would have something to manage. JJ also had built large sections of Burlington and Rock Island RR. Iron Mountain (I & GN) Later became the Missouri Pacific RR. Simon Dalton, was still alive a year ago in California, his first job was working for JWJ in Arizona, but Simon had a booze problem, a bad one, so finally JWJ had Simon let go. Simon was a son of one of the ten original Dalton boys, named John Dalton.
While JWJ and I were living in East Texas oilfield area an such, we had a constant stream of visitors, old friends of his or ours and many kin folks, some of whom history insists were dead. They were, very much alive, but on paper, on record, they were officially dead.
What I have herein written is of record, also Kentucky records and U.S. Census Records of 1850 and 1860. Now here is the ringer. Captain George S James’ brother, the Rev. Robert James, married a spit fire gal named Zerelda Cole at, as I seem to recall, Georgetown, Kentucky. They had one son born in Kentucky named Alexander Franklin James, then moved to Clay County, Missouri, to obtain land, a farm. The owned slaves, wagons, tools etc., etc., but Zerelda had been raised a Catholic, trouble started over religion. A girl Mary was born, she married later to Al Parmer, ranches near Eldorado, Texas next a son was born on September 5, 1847 Clay County Missouri, named Jesse R. James as shown on U.S. Census Records of 1850 and 1860. (But some snooping character used a pencil an stuck a “W” over the “R” in one or two records, as shown. You can see them over strike W very plainly.
While Grandpa JWJ saw over 4 better years fighting for the Old South, cousin Jesse R James, of Clay County, Mo. saw perhaps about 18 months with William “Bloody Bill” Anderson’s company of cavalry under Quantrill’s Missouri Irregulars. Three or four times both Jesse James – cousins met and fought side by side once at their mutual agreement to RAID Lawrence, Kansas, sometime in August 1863, in retaliation for crimes General Jim Lane’s Red Legs committed over in Arkansas, Oklahoma and Missouri.
When Grandpa, JWJ and my grand-dad GUY BAXTER arranged the April 3, 1882 settlement in St. Joseph Hoax, cousin Jesse R James as usual was laid up, with a broken leg near Nebraska City, Nebraska.
The Missouri Jesse and Cole Younger under other names became U.S. Senators in an Eastern State, both made great progress, Cousin Jesse James being an attorney made a tremendousrecord for the good of the U.S.A. But the enemy somehow found out who and where he was. Sooooooooooo, what Happened?
Cousin Jesse R James, with a little first hand secrecy, pulled another “FAKE” funeral in time to go to Mexico and join General Poncho Villa, where Grand-dad JWJ and Grand-dad Baxter were already helping Villa, for a reason. They had a very good reason which someday Imay disclose. We visited the Clay County Missouri, Jesse twice over in Louisiana during 1945. He visited us off and on several times at Centerville, stayed at Sullivan Hotel, both the Kentucky Colonel James and Buck private Jesse R Jamesholding sessions in Centerville, believe it or not.
In October 1948, I had both men meet for three weeks at Pensacola, Escambia County Florida, at San Carlos Hotel JWJ was by then 104 and JRJ was 101 years of age. JRJ was going blind, had a terrible heart condition, while JWJ with a broken hip was having the time of his life. I had to have a continuous staff of from 16 to over 20 people helping me all the time, moving from state to state all over the USA at great expense, lots of hard work, but well worth every hour, in my opinion.
I have a tremendous following, but we have experts today, experts that saw the movies, read the dime novels, read some books, but can’t join the OLD SOUTH’S most secret K.G.C. Inner Circle or Outer Circle, they are barred from entering therein, and well may that be.
The thing to remember, “There never was such a thing as “A JAMES GANG. IT WASSOMETHING ELSE ENTIRELY DIFFERENT.” We were taught that.
“They told we younger men, who were to take over the work and files, charts and maps, “IT’S THE MOST EFFECTIVE WEAPON WE EVER USED WAS SIMPLY…..SECRECY.”
JWJ had over 33 bullet wounds known to be plus several tomahawk and arrowheads in his rugged old body. In 1951, those old wounds started to break open, one after the other, as fast as we got one healed, one would break open while we are on Crystal Beach, Galveston County, until August 7th 1951, at which time he and I left via Santa Fe private car to Ft. Worth, thence to Granbury via Estes Funeral Home Ambulance.
JWJ died after we were there only eight days, before we could move into larger more comfortable quarters. A little jug-headed small brained and typical small time newspaper editor, who if he had an ounce of brains could have been told he might have been close kin to us, made JWJ furious, of course. Otherwise, JWJ would no doubt have stayed in Centerville until he died. He died on August 15, 1951 at age over 107.
Over 250 close friends and many kin folks attended the funeral on Sunday, August 19th 1951. Estes funeral home interment at Granbury City Cemetery in the Sam Rash’s plot near the grave of General Granbury. We never disclosed the names of the people who visited us at Centerville, from February 1st, 1948 until mid April 1948. There were many kin folks in Houston County, around Kennard, many more in Leon and Madison Counties, many in the FREE STATE OF VAN ZANDT,many more in Oklahoma, Montana, California, Arkansas, and a whole swarm of kin were at the funeral from Kentucky and Tennessee, there was never any doubt as to Grand-dad JWJ’s true affairs or identity, nor mine either.
My mother’s mother was Abigail Hughes, five sisters, nine brothers. Four of the brothers went to the Union Army, four brothers joined the Confederate Army, the youngest brothers simply left home, landed in Texas and became a famous Texas Ranger, and a Ranger Captain, after the civil war some settled in Illinois, several in Oklahoma, bankers and oil men.
JWJ hit it big at Spindle top also later, SOUR LAKE, founded Texas Company. He and Big Howard FOUNDED HUGHES TOOL COMPANY, in the mid late 1930’s. I was present when JWJ sold Howard all his stock in Hughes Tool Company, about the time Howard with JWJ’s money and help finally bought all Hughes Tool Stock. That made Howard and I cousins of some sort, does it not?
Howard was a tremendous help to me during the summer of 1948 in Oklahoma, Chicago and Colorado. Something happened to JJ and I. Something also caused a great and sudden change over Howard. I know what it was, but will save that for another time. I took care of our bunch of goons. Howard while listening to his lawyers, didn’t listen. Enough said. I have JWJ SCRAP BOOKS worth many millions to history plus a lot more documents.
You have my permission to use what ever will help you and Leon County of my beloved old Texas and Memory of the Confederate Vets.
Jesse James III