Friday, October 15, 2004
Hangin' Judge Isaac C. Parker
By The Erudite Redneck
Hangin' Judge Isaac C. Parker was born today in 1838. He wadn't too bad of a feller, for a Yankee.
Parker helped civilize my part of the frontier West. In "True Grit" and "Rooster Cogburn," Parker was the real-life judge the fictional Marshal Cogburn worked for.
In the late 19th century, more than a few of my ancestors, living in what was then the Cherokee Nation (now northeastern Oklahoma), passed through Parker's court.
Nothing too serious -- just the usual whiskey runnin', street fightin', gamblin' and garden-variety mayhem. One of the women did get charged with attempted murder, but it was a trumped-up deal.
Parker's court found that the man who shot and killed my great-grandfather, on July 5, 1889, in the Cherokee Nation, did so in self-defense.
Yes, well, from what we know of the circumstances, the killer deserved to have his ass whupped, and that's what great-grandpa was in the process of doing when it got him kilt.
Read more about Judge Parker here: http://www.legendsofamerica.com/AR-IsaacParker.html
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Hangin' Judge Isaac C. Parker was born today in 1838. He wadn't too bad of a feller, for a Yankee.
Parker helped civilize my part of the frontier West. In "True Grit" and "Rooster Cogburn," Parker was the real-life judge the fictional Marshal Cogburn worked for.
In the late 19th century, more than a few of my ancestors, living in what was then the Cherokee Nation (now northeastern Oklahoma), passed through Parker's court.
Nothing too serious -- just the usual whiskey runnin', street fightin', gamblin' and garden-variety mayhem. One of the women did get charged with attempted murder, but it was a trumped-up deal.
Parker's court found that the man who shot and killed my great-grandfather, on July 5, 1889, in the Cherokee Nation, did so in self-defense.
Yes, well, from what we know of the circumstances, the killer deserved to have his ass whupped, and that's what great-grandpa was in the process of doing when it got him kilt.
Read more about Judge Parker here: http://www.legendsofamerica.com/AR-IsaacParker.html
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That's interesting stuff, muchacho. I think you were born 100 years too late. I could see you in that brown hat atop a 16-hand horse with your trusty rifle at your side and two six-shooters on your hips.
Your beard hangin' down past your bolero tie, with the smell of sweet whicky that had dripped out of your cigar-chewin' mouth.
Your beard hangin' down past your bolero tie, with the smell of sweet whicky that had dripped out of your cigar-chewin' mouth.
Well, Trixie, when you've drunk enough, it's all whicky. This is the Erudite Redneck Cowboy we're talkin' about. Ain't you learned nothin' 'bout him? :-)
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