WAS that masked man?" not only is one of the classic lines from
"The Long Ranger" television series, it underscores an Old West
Many an outlaw covered his face when robbing a bank, stage or train.
But in an era when the telegraph was as high-tech as it got communication-wise,
concealing your true identity was not that hard. That certainly
was the case with a non-gentleman known as California Jim. Whether
he thought up the name or someone else bestowed it is not known.
To further complicate any effort to learn more about him, California
Jim was not his only nickname or alias. He also went by "Six-Shooter"
Smith (pleasingly alliterative if not particularly original), or,
the more formal if still unimaginative, James W. Smith. To muddy
the horse trough even more, this fellow wasn't the only bad guy
known as California Jim or "Six-Shooter" Smith.
Whatever his righteous name, he may or may not have been born bad
but he sure went bad. The only relatively solid information about
California Jim is the circumstances leading to his death. One of
Texas' meaner if little-known hard cases, California Jim died of
sudden onset Winchester disease one summer day in 1882 in the South
Texas brush country.
He may have been from Missouri, where on his death bed he said he
had a brother who lived in Neosho, just east of the Kansas border.
If he did hail from the Show Me State, as a young man, he headed
west. Motivated by a desire for money and afflicted with an over
fondness for booze, California Jim caused trouble in New Mexico
and Arizona and Gainesville
in Texas before ending up in Laredo.
Most likely he got there on the International and Great Northern
Railroad, which connected San
Antonio with the old border town on the Rio Grande. In need
of cash, he pawned his six-shooter for $5 and got a job as a cook
at the Beehive Restaurant.
July 17, California had a disagreement with the owner of the eatery
and was most likely fired, though accounts of the incident are ambiguous
on that point. After collecting his wages, he returned to the pawn
shop and got his pistol out of hock. Then he walked back to the
aptly named Beehive intent on smoking the owner.
The proprietor prudently notified the city marshal's office and
assistant marshal A. A. Johnson soon arrived to preserve the peace.
Seeing the lawman about to enter the restaurant, California slammed
the door and fired through it as he hastened toward the back door.
The bullet hit the lawman in the chest and traveled around inside
his body, piercing his intestines and then coming to a rest near
his spine. Still standing, Johnson pronounced that he had been killed
but managed to walk to a nearby drugstore. The medical art of the
day powerless to save him, Johnson died hard at 3 a.m. on June 19.
California Jim, meanwhile, had fled Laredo
and was believed to be heading toward San
Antonio. The Webb
County sheriff and deputies were hot on his trail.
"There is considerable talk about Judge Lynch disposing of him in
case he should be taken alive," the San Antonio Light noted. "In
regard to which there are doubts," the newspaper continued, "as
he is a very desperate character."
The Laredo officers caught up with California about 20 miles north
of town and thought they had him surrounded, but as night fell,
he got away. Newspapers erroneously reported that two Texas Rangers
had captured California, but that was not the case. Soon, however,
a former ranger entered the picture.
leaving the state law enforcement body in 1881, Charles (Charley)
Stephen Smith did what many a former ranger did he turned
to cowboying. The morning after the shooting in Laredo, Smith and
17-year-old Wesley DeSpain happened to be out looking for some horses.
But Smith had heard about the killing in Laredo and was alert to
the possibility of running into the fugitive. He also knew a $300
reward had been posted for California Jim.
Unfortunately for all concerned, Smith and DeSpain encountered California
Jim in the brush near Millett in La
Salle County. As soon as California saw the pair, he pulled
his pistol and started shooting. DeSpain caught a bullet and went
down, seriously wounded. (He recovered, but reportedly was driven
insane by the event and died in an institution only eight years
later.) Smith, who had killed two men in separate incidents before
becoming a ranger, levered his Winchester and put a rifle slug in
the outlaw. Though gravely wounded, California got off another round
and hit Smith.
The posse trailing California soon rode up on the scene and took
the three wounded men to Millett.
Before he died, California said his real name was John Henry Hankins
and that there were standing rewards for him in New Mexico and Arizona.
He also allowed as how he was sure sorry he shot Smith, saying it
was nothing personal. Since he wouldn't be needing it any longer,
California said he wanted Smith to have the Colt .45 he'd shot him
with. The weapon supposedly had 17 notches cut in its grip.
Smith was taken
by train to San Antonio,
where he died of his wound on June 25. His body was returned to
where he grew up, and he was laid to rest in the family cemetery
near Flatonia. The
legend is that they buried him with his hat on, his holstered revolver
on his waist and his Winchester at his side.