Skip to comments.Jesse James meets the Second Amendment
Posted on 01/28/2014 5:16:41 AM PST by rhema
If there should ever be a monument to the Second Amendment, it should be erected in Northfield, Minnesota. In this little college town in 1876, Jesse James and Cole Younger, with six other members of their gang, tried to rob the First National Bank, only to get shot up by an aroused citizenry. I just finished reading a new book on the subject, Mark Lee Gardners Shot All to Hell: Jesse James, the Northfield Raid, and the Wild Wests Greatest Escape.
I knew about the Northfield raid and when I spoke at St. Olaf College a few years ago, my hosts took me to see the bank and the marks of the bullets that still adorn the downtown buildings. But I did not know the details, nor did I know about the equally thrilling aftermath. Gardners book, while being sober history, reads like an action thriller, but what I most took away from the book was a glimpse of something we dont see all that much anymore; namely, a genuine community, whose members look out for each other, protect each other, and pull together for the common good.The first three chapters of Gardners book tell about Jesse and Frank James, as well as Cole, Bob, and Jim Younger. They got their start in the neutral border state of Missouri as bushwhackerspro-Confederate guerrillaswho battled their counterpart Jayhawkers on the Union side. We learn of the mens complexities, talents, and grievances. They became outlaws after the Civil War, and although one can see why they attracted fans with their exploits, they were also cold-blooded killers. They robbed trains and banks all over Missouri, and then they headed north.
Ill try to tell the story without spoilers. After carefully casing the peaceful town, three men went into the bank, with the other five staying outside on their horses to cover the robbery. Inside was the first act of heroism on the part of the ordinary folks of the town. The cashier just would not open the safe. The outlaws threatened him, beat him, and cut him, but he refused to do what they told him to.
During the delay, passersby looked into the window and saw what was happening. The word spread throughout the town. Somebody is robbing the bank! In those days before deposit insurance, as Gardner points out, everybodys money was at risk. Those who lived in town got their guns. The owners of the two hardware stores loaded their entire stock of firearms and passed them out to people on the streets. Before long, the most formidable outlaws in the West were facing a hail of gunfire. A medical school student, who found an old .50 caliber breechloader with four paper cartridges in a stable, went to a second-story window and started picking off outlaws. A hardware store owner went to the corner of the bank building with his Remington and out-dueled Bob Younger. A druggist, the undertaker, farmers, apprentices, and Scandinavian immigrants all acted like heroes. An African-American man started throwing big rocks at the outlaws. The young women who were students at Carleton College, concerned lest the robbers would show up there, armed themselves with fire axes. Two of the townspeople were killedincluding the cashier who refused to open the safebut so were two of the outlaws, with most, if not all, of the others wounded.
Gardners blow-by-blow account of the attempted bank robbery and the ensuing gun battle was the subject of his fourth chapter. But there were five chapters to go! There is much more to the story. The surviving bandits fled the town, but the Northfield telegraph operator notified the surrounding communities, which, in turn, organized posses of citizens that tried to cut-off their escape. Some of the members of these possesas well as the professional police force that came in from the big cities didnt really know what they were doing, so there were some Barney Fife moments. The outlaws, showing stamina and ingenuity worthy of their legends, slipped away again and again. But when the Youngers were cornered at Madelia, Minnesota, seven citizensled by a sheriff and a Civil War combat veteranmarched into the brush to flush them out, leading to yet another thrilling gun battle that the ordinary folks won.
Then we see how the citizens of Madelia treated the outlaws once they took the survivors into captivity. They gave them food, new clothes, and medical care. (Cole Younger had taken 8 bullets.) They protected them from the threat of lynching. Townspeople, caught up with the celebrity of the criminals, crowded into the jail to see them. But they wept over them. They prayed for them. The outlaws themselves wept and prayed.
The good-heartedness of these frontier citizens and their sense of community struck me as much as their physical courage. We see the hospitality of the farm folks who were willing to give traveling strangers something to eat and shelter, no questions asked. We see a doctor who set out in the middle of the night on horseback when he got word that a woman was sick 23 miles away. The outlaws exploited this generositystealing the farmers horses and taking the doctor hostagebut these were communities, made up of men and women who cared about each other. And they even cared about the outlaws whom they defeated, doing so not just by keeping and bearing arms but by acting like a community.
I just requested the book from the library.
Thanks! just put it on my kindles wish list for next payday.
I grew up in Northfield. The raid is celebrated and reenacted every year during the “Jesse James Days” festival. Nice little town.
One of the more notorious examples of “Minnesota nice.” We’ll shoot you to pieces, but then we’ll pray over your corpse.
“We tried a desperate game and lost. But we are rough men used to rough ways, and we will abide by the consequences.”
Cole Younger after his capture.
Pinging for later
This book just went on the reading list. Thanks. I hope you’re getting a commission.
Great title too.
If the author wants to contact me privately . . .
Well, technically they were alive -- in jail -- when the townspeople bestowed these benefactions on them and kept them from being lynched by not-so-nice Minnesotans.
The Daltons tried the same thing in Coffeeville Ks. They got shot to pieces. Unfortunately, several citizens were also killed.
I have read that the Daltons and James’ were somehow related, and the Daltons chose Coffeeville to prove two banks could be robbed at the same time.
Gabby Giffords and Sarah Brady would deprive these north Minnesota citizens of their right to defend themselves!
That Minnesota is dead now I’m afraid. The DFL types have pretty much emasculated it.
I read this book. Highly recommend it. It puts you right there along with them, detailed minute by minute action of what actually happened.
Thanks! The same author has a book out about Billy the Kid. If I like this one, I’ll check out the other.
It's tax season. Get to work! :-)
Nowadays it’s Jesse James meets texting father in a movie theater.
No, we’re down, but not out. tick, tick, tick.
If a young boy can be busted for nibbling a Pop-Tart® into a deadly weapon; then who's to say an attack by popcorn is not a reason to defend thyself?
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In Minnesota, the Democratic Party is officially known as the “Democratic Farmer Labor Party” (DFL).
Read the Garrison Keillor article in this month’s NatGeoMag.
It's what the Democrats are officially in Minnesota.
In the bigger cities, yes. Rural and small-town Minnesota still resist the incursions of the DFL wusses.