Bad Enough for a Good Hanging

My new website will be launched in November.  Visitors will feel more like they’ve stepped in time to the Old West when the site is up and running.  Until then…A row of sturdy boxes was placed under the improvised gallows.  The condemned men were made to step up on them and nooses were adjusted on their necks.  Each man faced death in his own fashion.  Plummer Gang member Jack Gallagher alternately cursed, grinned and cried.  He asked for a slug of Valley Tan, Virginia City’s most popular whiskey.  The fiery drink down he showed his usual bravado with a flip query, “How do I look in a necktie, boys?”  Another gang member Boone Helm was at first silent but just before the end he shouted, “Every man for his own principles!  Hurrah for Jeff Davis!  Let her rip!”  Then someone called out, “Boys, do your duty!”  The boxes were yanked out from under the hapless men one by one, and each dropped to his death.  Virginia City, Montana, may well hold the record for mining camp lawlessness and vigilante violence in attempts to control it.  With the hanging of the Plummer gang at Bannack, the similar fates of George Ives at Nevada City and several more criminals and road agents, most of those selected by vigilantes for quick exit were disposed of.  But there were six bad ones left and on January 13, 1864 they were marked for capture.  One, Bill Hunter, played a hunch and departed via a drainage ditch.  The escape was futile however as he was later tracked down and hanged in Gallatin Valley.  Vigilante Thomas Dimsdale later wrote of the others.  “Frank Parrish was brought in first.  He was arrested without trouble in a store and seemed to expect death…Club-Foot George was arrested at Dance and Stuart’s…Boone Helm was brought in next.  He had been arrested in front of the Virginia Hotel…He quietly sat down on a bench and being made acquainted with his doom, he declared his entire innocence…Helm was the most hardened, cool and deliberate scoundrel of the whole band…murder was a mere pastime with him.  He called repeatedly for whisky and had to be reprimanded for his unseemly conduct several times.  Jack Gallagher was found in a gambling room, rolled up in bedding with his shotgun and revolver beside him…Lyons had come back to miner’s cabin on the west side of the gulch above town…The leader threw open the door and bringing down his revolver said, “Throw up your hands.”  Lyons had a piece of hot slapjack on his fork but dropped it instantly and obeyed the order.  Although Lyons was graciously given permission to finish his breakfast, he declined, saying, “I lost my appetite.”  At the “trial” all five strongly protested their innocence but the evidence of crimes committed was overwhelming.  Helm’s offenses even including cannibalism.  All were condemned to death by hanging, a foregone conclusion.  Justice was carried out promptly for fear some or all of the prisoners might escape with help from sympathizers.  There being no time for the erection of a suitable scaffold, ropes were strung from a handy beam in an unfinished building on Wallace Street and Van Buren, the hangings performed as given above.  When all ceased jerking they were cut down and laid in a row in the street.