DNA is a funny thing...
It exposes unsuspected connections, confirms
a quickly formed conclusion or proves that conclusion to be a half-baked notion, and
sometimes it leaves questions unanswered...
Last week, a man was convicted of murder in
the southwest Texas town of San Angelo after DNA evidence ended a twenty-five
year nightmare behind prison bars for another man whose trial jurors were
obviously willing to believe anything prosecutors and police had to say about
his character. He had been the victim's husband
and was, as is sadly common practice, automatically Number One on the list of
usual suspects.
On the other hand, a recent article by Carol
Christian of the Houston Chronicle shows
another assumption long held to be gospel by Texans does have basis in fact...
Most people outside the Lone Star State
probably don't devil their minds with questions about the origin of Longhorn
cattle unless they happen to have a strong interest in the history of ranching
in the western and southwestern states.
Some, who know cows are not indigenous to the Americas, might assume
Elsie's bovine ancestors ambled across the famed Bering Straits land bridge in
prehistoric times with the distant great-great-great-grandparents (many times
removed) of today's Native Americans in hot pursuit of a tasty meal...
The historically-inclined chuckle at this
fanciful assumption since they know the Spanish brought cattle with them to the
New World and that the cowboy culture of the Old West owes far more to Mexican
vaqueros than it does to brave lads who sought opportunities in the Great
Desolation past the 100th Meridian in the years following the hell called the
Civil War...
[Early Americans did hunt large bovines we
call bison or the American Buffalo.
Steppe bison, ancestors of these grazing beasts, crossed the Bering land
bridge, back and forth from North America and Asia, as early as 500,000 years
ago. While bison and modern cattle share
a distant common ancestry, they evolved separately. Today's cows belong to one of two species-- Bos indicus or Bos taurus-- whereas the prairie-roaming buffalo (of whose home cowboys
sang lonely songs as they remembered places where the deer and antelope also played) belong to genus Bison,
species bison.]
By 1521, cattle were being bred in Mexico. Spanish colonies in the New World spread
northward into present-day Texas and southward to modern Peru onto the vast
grassy Argentine pampas. The colonists
brought their cattle with them. Of
course, there were challenges-- it took cows longer to adapt to the humid and
hot Central American climate than it did other domesticated animals like pigs
and horses. But adapt they did, serving
as work animals in sugar fields and mine camps.
They even indirectly gave rise to one of our names for pirates who
favored them as a meal: the French word "boucan" refers to their
smoked meat. And those who enjoyed the
taste became "buccaneers"...
It has long been an article of an almost
Biblical faith among Texans that our rugged and cantankerous Longhorns are
cattle royalty -- they are the distant children of the very first cows to graze
the grasses of the New World...
Modern DNA research at the University of
Texas Austin and the University of Missouri, Ms Christian reports, can attest
the truth of this bit of Texican braggadocio...
Longhorns, it seems, descend in part from a
herd of cattle brought to the Americas by Christopher Columbus during his
second voyage of 1493. The article does
not go into great detail about the study itself but notes the Spanish shipped
cattle to the New World for approximately two decades. Presumably the research involved comparing
genetic markers of the cattle on Caribbean islands where Columbus' cows are
known to have been placed with genetic markers of Longhorns...
Cattle came into modern-day Texas during the
late 1600s. It was a grassy land-- ideal
for the cows and too vast for the men who herded cows to entirely keep them in
herds. Some escaped, forming feral herds
in rugged country where animals with longer horns survived longer than animals
with shorter horns...
Wild cows usually have four legs...
Occasionally, these critters take two-legged
form as they did in the persona of Phantly Roy Bean, Jr, born in Kentucky circa
1825. Columnist Paula Allen of the San Antionio Express-News, recently
chronicled a few of Beans pecadillos in the erstwhile Lone Star Republic after
his arrival in San Antonio in 1864. He
was a bully and a thief who'd tried his hand at gold mining in California and
cargo freighting (and killing men in bar fights) down Mexico way before
deciding to marry a daughter of one of Texas' oldest families so he could
sponge off her relatives...
A longhorn cattle drive through a Mexican pueblo drive provided an anonymous painter with his subject in an undated 19th Century work. |
The marriage ended in 1881 when Bean
abandoned Maria Chavez and their children to head out into the West Texas
desert where he ran saloons catering to railroad workers and rowdy cowpokes. It was an unhappy marriage and Maria had even
once had Bean arrested for savagely beating her in one of his frequent drunken
rages. The case was dismissed when the
judge demanded she remove her clothes publicly in the courtroom so male jurors
could examine her bared body for signs of abuse and Maria refused...
Phantly Roy Bean, Jr, portly and white-bearded, stands in front of the Jersey Lilly, his combination courtroom and saloon, in Langtry, Texas. |
Here, with the end of his marriage and the
establishment of a saloon called the Jersey Lilly in the semi-arid wilderness
of a town called Langtry, Roy Bean steps into history as the law west of the
Pecos...
Judge Roy Bean, as he called himself, had no
actual formal training in the law, but he had earlier been appointed Justice of
the Peace for precinct 6 in Pecos County in the settlement of Vinegaroon
(likely named after a particularly large desert scorpion) after the Texas
Rangers sought to establish law and order in the area. (He used the 1879 Revised Statutes of Texas to guide his decision making process and
liked the results well enough that he burned subsequent updates to the law that
found their way to him.) His first act
as Justice of the Peace was to use his authority to bust up the saloon of a
Jewish competitor for the railroad workers' drinking money and ensure his
monopoly in the local whisky trade...
Bean followed the tracks as the rail crews
laid them down and moved on...
He eventually settled down roots twenty miles
west of the Pecos River at the town first named Eagle's Nest (and then renamed
Langtry in honor of the lovely English actress who also gave her name to Bean's
Jersey Lilly saloon according to romantics or after an engineer on the railroad
according more mundane souls). He
continued to dispense an eccentric brand of frontier justice in this stretch of
the Chihuahuan Desert...
Although Bean has
been called a "hanging judge" by many, he sentenced only two men to
that fate. His preference was to fine
men for misdeeds (even horse thievery, provided they returned the stolen mounts
to their rightful owners) and set them loose with the fine usually being the
exact amount of cash in their pockets or wallets at the time of their
conviction. No portion of these monies
ever went to the state of Texas as required by law, remaining instead in Bean's
own pockets...
Life in Langtry was simple enough for
townsfolk or visitors provided they observe one very simple rule: to never, in
any way or shape or form, besmirch either the beauty or honor of Miss Lily
Langtry. Her name was not to be spoken
aloud in his saloon unless the speaker first raised a glass to toast her (A
film version of Bean's life offers us the probably not-true-story that he shot
dead a drunk who discharged a pistol whose bullet came perilously close to a
portrait of Miss Langtry gracing a wall of Bean's saloon)...
Today, the "Judge" would probably
be considered an obsessed fan of Lily (sometimes "Lillie")
Langtry. He wrote to her often and she
replied to his letters as time and her career as one of the great stage
actresses of the late 19th Century permitted.
A friend of Oscar Wilde and mistress to a multitude of English noblemen
and American multi-millionaires, Langtry began her stage career in the early
1880s and eventually toured America. She
appeared in San Antonio in 1888. Bean
paid a very large sum of money for a front row seat but despite his rough and
rowdy ways, was too shy and awestruck to meet her after her performance...
Correspondence between the two continued for
many years more and Langtry decided during a 1903 trip through the American
Southwest she would travel to the dusty town where her most devoted fan
lived because she was puzzled as to why he'd suddenly stopped writing and she was hoping she'd not somehow offended him. Stepping off the train in the
town that may or may not have been named in her honor, Lily Langtry learned Roy
Bean was dead of a fever that claimed his life some months before her
arrival. Townsfolk gave her a tour of
the hamlet and the Jersey Lilly saloon, presenting her with the Judge's pistol
before she reboarded the train. She
placed the pistol on the mantle in her home in fond memory of "that odd
little man" who sent her so many letters and it sat there until her own
death more than a quarter century later...
Yet another wild cow of man came to Texas
more than fifty years after Judge Roy Bean performed his last marriage ceremony
that concluded with his hope for bride and groom that, like a scoundrel
sentenced to drop through a trap door with a 13 knot rope around his neck,
"may God have mercy on your souls"...
Elvis Presley: King of Rock 'n' Roll in the 1950s |
Frank Sinatra, one of America's most famous
crooners, dismissed this wild man's music as deplorable, going on to describe
it as "a rancid smelling aphrodisiac"...
Old Blue Eyes was referring to Elvis Presley
who reported to Fort Hood on the outskirts of Killeen, Texas, in late March in
1958, not as the reigning King of Rock and Roll who'd already sold more than 10
million records but as a buck private earning a princely $78 monthly and ready
to be trained in the art of being an armored tank gunner...
Presley probably irked Sinatra for more than
one reason. The boy was no tuxedo clad
gentleman who warbled love ballads and his gyrating hips suggested he took a
rather physical approach to courtship and romance. His music sounded, to the civilized ear of
the late 1950s, like the raucous, frenetic bastard child of a lascivous
bluesman and a churchgoing hillbilly spinster inclined to supplement that good
old time religion with nips of root cellar medicine...
Fort Hood wasn't Presley's first Texas
experience. Two years before reporting
for his military duty, he'd thrilled 4,000 squealing young people at the Heart
O' Texas Coliseum in Waco. It was his
third trip to that city. Bea Ramirez
covered the concert for the local newspaper.
She seems to have shared Sinatra's opinion of Presley to a degree,
writing "he shook in epileptic like movements while thousands of teenagers
moaned, groaned, and attempted to push their way nearer the stage" where
the Pride of Memphis twisted the night away, howling at the top of his lungs...
Ramirez had an opportunity to interview
Presley before his performance. He told
her, in words oddly prophetic for a man who would earn sergeant's stripes in
under two years and die before he saw forty-three full years, he was both
grateful for his meteoric rise to fame and fortune and scared by it...
"I could," he told Bea Ramirez,
"go out like a light just like I came on"...
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CREDITS
Note:
Information for this essay is taken primarily from readily available sources
such as Encyclopedia Britannica, Wikipedia, and almanacs. When other sources are employed they are
credited either in the text or as follows: Information about the early history
of cattle raising from "The Age of Exploration" at marinersmuseum.org; Frank Sinatra opinion of Elvis Presley and
Presley central Texas concerts quotes from "Elvis rocked region reporting
to Fort Hood" by Don Bradley of the Waco Tribune-Herald. All
photographs are taken from Wikipedia or Google Images without source or authorship
credits available, except as noted: DNA from neatorama.com; Longhorn Cattle
Drive through a Mexican Pueblo Town from etsy.com; White Buffalo postcard from
Northern Rockies Heritage Center; Pampas from Wikipedia; 1950 Doubleday Vaquero
Puzzle from etsy.com; Judge Roy Bean standing in front of the Jersey Lilly from
baffledspirit. blogspot.com; Jersey Lilly Saloon from postcardroundup.com; Lily
Langtry as Cleopatra and Elvis Presley Army Days from fanpop.com; Ava Gardner
from Ava Gardner Museum, Smithfield, North Carolina; Elvis Presley album cover
from howstuffworks.com
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