| Belle Starr carried messages for the Confederates during the Civil War |
Belle Starr was “a sure shot and murderess,
who never forgot an injury nor forgave a foe.” She said she never killed a man
she didn’t have to, adding, “Wouldn’t you kill rather than to be killed?”
Belle
Starr was born in Carthage, Missouri, on February 3, 1846. Her father was a
Southern sympathizer, and her brother rode with Quantrill’s Raiders. As a young
girl, Belle carried messages for her brother and met up with Jesse James and
the Younger brothers.
Rumors
persist about an affair with Cole Younger, but the chances that it happened are
exceedingly slim. She married his cousin, Bruce Younger, in 1880, but that
union lasted only a few weeks. In 1866, Belle married James Reed, another
outlaw who rode with Quantrill during the Civil War. In 1868, she gave birth to
her first child, Rosie Lee (better known as Pearl). In 1870, Reed was on the
run for killing the man who murdered his brother.
On
November 19, 1873, Jim Reed and Belle Starr robbed a Creek Indian, Watt
Greyson, of $30,000 in gold and paper currency. Belle said, “Mrs. Greyson began
to cry as soon as she saw us, screaming loudly
for help. I approached her bed, placed my revolver on her forehead, and said:
‘One word more and I will blow your brains out.’”
When
Watt refused to tell them where he hid the money, Belle tied his legs and fashioned a noose. “We hoisted him to
the branch of an oak,” she said, “he began to strangle and signed to us to take
him down. Thereupon he showed us his hiding place.”
Upon returning to Texas, Belle held up a stage with her husband, James Reed. They made off with $3,000 of the stage line’s money and another $2150 they collected from the passengers. They were discovered later that day as they ate supper at an Inn, and had to shoot their way out.
Jim
Reed rode off with a friend, John Morris, in August 1874. The two men stopped
at a farmhouse for supper, and Morris somehow convinced Reed to leave his guns
outside with the horses. Morris made an excuse to go outside while they were
eating. He grabbed his Winchester from his saddle
and shot Reed dead at the supper table.
The
story is that Morris did it to collect the reward money on Jim Reed’s head.
Because nobody in the area knew Reed, the officials dragged Belle out to the
farmhouse to identify her husband. Belle didn’t want Morris to get the reward,
so when the sheriff lifted the sheet covering her husband’s body, she shook her
head and said it wasn’t him. Belle Starr
repeated, “John Morris shot the wrong man.”
Belle buried Jim Reed in a pauper’s field. No
reward was ever paid out.
In
1877, Blue Duck, an outlaw said to be Belle’s common-law husband, borrowed
$2,000 and dropped it all on the gambling tables in Fort Dodge, Kansas. When he
told Belle, she was furious. She wasn’t having any of that. Belle strapped on
her pistols and headed for Fort Dodge.
She crept upstairs at the “gambling hell” and took $7,000 at gunpoint from a
private poker game.
Not
long after this, Belle found herself running low on money. So she prettied
herself up and pretended to be a
fashionable member of Texas society, attending church and Sunday school. Within
a short time, she was wooed by a middle-aged bank cashier. She visited him one
day when he was alone at the bank. When she was sure no one else was around,
Belle whipped out her revolver and a bag—and demanded he fill it with cash, or
else.
Belle Starr robbing a poker game at a gambling hell
After he handed her the money, Belle warned the cashier to keep quiet until she made her getaway, or she’d fill him full of lead. Belle jumped on a horse she had waiting at a nearby livery stable and rode off into Indian Territory.
Belle
married Sam Starr, a Cherokee half-breed, in 1880 and set up house in a
backwoods area of Indian Territory. Unfortunately, they had a run-in with the
law for stealing horses. In 1882, Belle and Sam were sentenced to a year in the
Detroit House of Correction by Hanging Judge Isaac C. Parker.
Belle
was arrested again for horse theft in the midsummer of 1886. She was taken to
Fort Smith and acquitted in September of
the same year. An article published in The
Dallas Morning News on June 7, 1886, described Belle as she awaited trial.
“Belle attracts considerable attention where she goes, being a dashing
horse-woman and exceedingly graceful in the saddle. She dresses plainly...is of medium size, well-formed, a dark
brunette, with bright and intelligent black eyes.”
The
same article said, “When at home, her companions are her daughter, Pearl...her
horse and her two trusty revolvers, which she calls her babies.”
In
1886, Sam Starr got caught in the crossfire while being chased and was shot in the head. Fortunately, it was only a
scratch. He grabbed a rifle and shot his way out. On Belle’s advice, he turned
himself in. The trial was held on March
7, 1887. Sam argued with a posse member about who shot the horse he was riding,
and the next thing you know, the argument erupted into a gunfight. Sam was shot and killed.
Two
years later, on February 3, 1889, Belle was killed in an ambush as she rode
home from a neighbor’s house. She took four buckshot in the back, three in the
head, and one in the neck. The blast knocked her off her horse. When she was
down, the attacker came in for the kill and blasted her in the face and neck
with turkey shot.
Belle Starr died in an ambush on the way home
Edgar Watson was the primary suspect. They had recently argued over some farm property he rented from Belle. He was arrested, tried, and released. However, he received fifteen years in prison for horse theft not long after that.
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