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What’s the Difference Between a Feud Yarn and Real History?

The first sentence in Chapter one of G. Elliott Hatfield’s book is: “Of all the famous feuds that have been fought in the mountain country of the United States, probably no other has equaled the famous Hatfield and McCoy feud in deadliness, in duration, and in desperateness of conflict.”

The first sentence in Dean King’s second chapter is: “A blood feud in the vein of the Hatfields versus the McCoys…is essentially a state of warfare between two families.”

L.D. Hatfield wrote (p. 26): “The uppermost thing in the minds of those on either side was the extermination of the enemy.”

This story can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://tinyurl.com/ycqlg3oy

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Elias Hatfield, Jr.—The Rifleman

Elias Hatfield, Jr.—The Rifleman

 

[In this essay, originally a series of shorter posts, Thomas exposes exactly how writers have all along constructed their Hatfield McCoy feud tales.  He uses Dean King as the most recent example, but the same approach could be taken with any writer over the past 120 years who has ever put pen to paper and written out a description of the feud.  The entire process, as far as I can tell, is most often an elaborate sleight of hand, a shell game perpetrated by writers upon an audience with untrained eyes.  First, inundate the reader with footnotes, pointing out every newspaper article or family legend that has ever been put into print at any time over the past 120 years.  This shows the reader that you have done your “research” and proves your authority as a teller of these tales.  Second, construct any store you want from the wealth of accumulated detail.  After all, who can really know what happened so long ago?  -RWriters of feud stories have a choice. They can consult the actual records, or they can scour previous feud books for the most “interesting” yarns. With the lone exception of Altina Waller, all feud writers before my 2013 book opted to rely upon prior feud stories and ignore the actual records.

In my first book, I wrote:

Devil Anse Hatfield’s notoriety was largely won for him by his sons, who participated in the killing of six McCoys and at least seven non-McCoys during their lifetimes.”

The most recent best-seller by Dean King has several pages about one of those incidents–the 1899 killing of Humphrey “Doc” Ellis by Elias Hatfield.

The killing of Doc Ellis had some relevance to the feud story, in that the proximate cause for Elias Hatfield to be gunning for Doc Ellis was that Doc had enlisted the aid of the notorious bounty hunter, Dan Cunningham, and kidnapped Elias’s brother, Johnse, taking him “across the line” to stand trial in Kentucky for the New Year’s 1888 raid on the McCoy home.

Doc’s enmity toward Johnse arose most likely from their being competitors in the timber business, and had nothing to do with any connection between Doc Ellis and the McCoys.

Mr. King could have learned the details of the case by simply reading the case file; but that is a lot of work, as the case file is about four hundred pages. Here is my copy of the case file:

Mr. King could read two or more of the previous feud books in less time than it would take to read the case, and the cost of the feud books would be much less. King opted for the feud stories, as his note to the section on the Hatfield-Ellis case shows:

“10. Hatfield and Spence, 251-252, drawing on writings by and interviews of Cap’s son Coleman; Andrew Chafin interview transcript, 6; and Charlotte Sanders, “Feud Was Revived in 1899 After the Killing of ‘Doc’Ellis,: Williamson Daily News, based on the Bluefield Daily Telegraph of July 4, 1899.  In both the Hatfield and Spence and Daily Telegraph versions, Elias Hatfield was boarding the train as a passenger, heading to Wharncliffe, according to the latter.  Though Elias was Devil Anse’s son, the Daily Telegraph referred to him as Elias Hatfield Jr., presumably to differentiate him from Devil Anse’s brother Elias. In Hatfield and Spence (252), Coleman A. Hatfield said the gun was a “new Winchester.”  In Sanders’s and Chafin’s accounts, it was a pistol.  In Hatfield and Spence (251), the bullet ricocheted off Ellis’s gold cuff link.”King, Dean, “The Feud,” p. 401

A reader would think that there are no better sources than newspapers and family lore and legend, as King never mentions the actual case record. This allows him to pick and choose from his many “sources” and produce the most interesting version that the sources allow. This he does, and his version of the event is false in almost every detail, as the record plainly shows.

This post will take apart King’s yarn, piece by piece, and compare it to the case record.

King mentions the “Junior” on the name of Elias Hatfield. As the reader can see in the first graphic above, the case is styled, “The State of West Virginia versus Elias Hatfield, JUNIOR.  It was the court and NOT the Bluefield Telegraph which made that distinction. Anyone who is familiar with the usage of that time is not surprised, as many men who bore the name of an older relative who was NOT their father were designated as “Junior” in legal documents.

In the Torpin case, which deals with the land on Grapevine Creek that the feud yarns falsely claim was “taken” from Perry Cline by Anse Hatfield, the issue was the part of the land owned by the two sons of Perry Cline’s brother, Jacob. One of them was named for his uncle, Perry, and is referred to throughout the case file as “Perry Cline, Junior.”

Of course the feud writers are not familiar with that case, because it is about the same length as the case under consideration. No one expects a feud writer to devote the time to reading such voluminous records.

(Note: The reader should be mindful of the fact that Dean King promised in his “Author’s Note,” to “correct the record, to deflate the legends, to check the biases, and to add or restore accurate historical detail.”)

Feud writers are not constrained to using only newspapers and prior yarns as support for their tales. When needed, a “source” can be conjured up out of thin air. In this case, the imaginary source is N&W call boy, Andy Chafin.

This ability to invent sources allows the writer to give minute details, such as location, time of day and even conversations between the fictitious characters. It is just such detail that causes prestigious reviewers such as The Boston Globe and Professor Clyde Milner to laud Mr. King for his “meticulous research.” But it is almost entirely FICTION!

There was an N&W call boy there that day, but his name was Ed Guntner, not Andy Chafin. And he was not sitting in the car, but was outside, standing just below Doc Ellis when he was shot. Of course anyone who was so close to the shooting would be called as a witness, and here is the testimony of call boy, Ed Guntner:

E.K. Guntner, sworn for the defence, testifies as follows:-

 Examination by Governor E.W. Wilson:-

 Q: What is your given name.
A: Ed.

Q: How do you spell your name?
A: Guntner.

Q: What are you employed at?
A: Call Boy at Gray Yard.

Q: What were you employed at July 3rd of this year?
A: I was Call Boy there.

Q: Employed by the Norfolk & Western?
A: Yes, sir.

Q: Where abouts?
A: At Gray.

 

King says that Elias Hatfield, like the imaginary call boy, Chafin, also worked for the N&W Railroad, as a railroad security officer. The case record tells us about a dozen times what Elias Hatfield was doing for a living at the time. He was running his saloon on the Kentucky side of Tug River, opposite the Gray railroad yard.

Q: How long have you known Elias Hatfield?
A: Three and one half months.

Q: Were you ever in his saloon frequently?
A: I was in his saloon probably twice before this occurred.

Q: Did you drink with him?
A: No, sir he did not.

Q: Did you drink?
A: Yes sir.

Every witness called by the defense was asked on cross-examination if he ever visited Elias’s saloon. Witnesses testified that Elias came across the river to Gray every day to pick up ice for his saloon.

Cross Examination by Attorney J.S. Marcum:-

Q: Did you see Hatfield around there before you head the shooting?
A: No, sir.

Q: Had you seen him around there frequently, around your place?
A: He was up there nearly every morning to get his ice.

Q: Do you know whether he came there that morning to get ice?
A: Yes, sir.

Q: How do you know it?
A: It came billed to him.

Q: That day?
A: Yes, sir.

Readers of Dean King’s feud yarn think that the saloon-keeper, Elias Hatfield, was a security officer for the N&W Railroad. The record shows that Elias owned Skinner’s saloon, just across the river in Kentucky, and that ice was shipped to him every day,billed to Elias Hatfield.And they are told that it is history!

Mr. King’s yarn continues with a description of the actual shooting of Doc Ellis. It is false in detail, as proven by the record.

King writes:
“Chafin saw Ellis rush onto the platform and raise a pistol, and he shouted, “Look out, ‘Lias!” The passenger with whom Elias was talking saw what was happening too and shoved Elias aside.  Elias, dropping out of the way, pulled out his pistol and fired.  Some witnesses would say that only one gun fired, but Chafin saw two flashes. Elias’s shot, taken in haste, was off the mark but not by much: the bullet struck Ellis’s wrist, broke it, ricocheted into his neck, severed his jugular vein, and exited through the top of his head.  The wealthy timberman fell to the platform, dead before he hit.”

The story says that the fictitious call boy, Andy Chafin, said that Ellis had a pistol. The real call boy, Ed Guntner, said Ellis was aiming at Elias with a Winchester rifle when Elias shot him. He testified that he took the rifle into the depot and gave it to his boss. Here’s that man’s testimony about Ellis’s weapon:

Q: After the shot was [sic] where were you?
A: When the shooting took place?

Q: Yes, sir?
A: I was in the office, I had been out to the train and had turned back in the office to write out some tickets.  I went out again and I saw some man lying on the second class car platform.

Q: Did you see a gun brought into your office?A: The Call Boy brought a gun into my office.

Q: What boy?
A: Edward Guntner.

Q: Gunther or Guntner?
A: Guntner.

Q: He brought a gun into your office?
A: Yes, sir.

Q: What kind of a gun was it?
A: It was a rifle; repeating rifle.

Q: Did you notice the caliber of it?
A: I cannot say what the gun used.

Q: What was done with it?
A: I asked him to let me see the gun, and he handed it to me, and I opened it.

Q: Then what?
A: I opened it and threw and empty shell out of the chamber.

Then King says that Elias shot Ellis with a pistol. Several witnesses testified in detail about the weapon Used by Elias. It was a .45-90 Winchester rifle, which was introduced into evidence in court, and examined by several witnesses, who identified it as the rifle used by Elias. Of course the Winchester used by Ellis was also introduced into the case, and was examined in the courtroom. But, in King’s tale, they both used pistols.

Then we see more of the minute detail which earns Mr. King so many plaudits from people who know nothing of the real history, when he writes that the bullet “exited through the top of his head.” That is a gory result, but it is entirely false. There was a doctor on the train, in the same car as Ellis, and he examined the body immediately after it was carried into the depot. The doctor testified that the bullet did NOT exit!

Cross examination by Governor E.W. Wilson:-

 Q: Doctor, which of these wounds that you speak of, did you see first?
A: This one in the center of the neck.

Q: Why did you speak to the jury that you had seen the one in the shoulder first, before you spoke about the one in the neck?
A: It came into my mind first.

Q: Do you know that as a physician, that the wound he received in the neck would have proved fatal?
A: Yes, sir.

Q: Did you see that missle that went in there (Illustrating).  Do you know whether it struck the verterbrae or not?
A: When we were using the probe it made a restriction like a loose bone or some other solid substance, and I took it to be the shoulder blade.

Q: When you probed, you thoughts the bullet that went in, came out at the shoulder blade?
A: It did not come out.

Q: If it did come out, you did not see it?
A: No, sir.

Q: You never saw it?
A: No, sir.

Q: But you probed in there?
A: Yes, sir.

King’s sttement that Ellis fell dead is true. Everything else is totally false, by the record. But it’s a good story, and, where “the feud” is concerned, that’s all that matters.

When I asked Google for images of “The Rifleman” I get a screen full of results. The one at thed top of this article was chosen deliberately, because it shows the exact pose of Elias Hatfield when he fatally shot Doc Ellis.

Elias Hatfield was on his daily trip across Tug River from his saloon in Kentucky to get ice to cool his beer. He had a letter to mail, but the post office had already taken the day’s mail to the mail car on the train. So, Elias walked alongside the train to mail his letter at the mail car.

Elias gave his letter to the man in the mail car and started back toward the depot. As he passed the second class coach, which was just behind the combination baggage/mail car, Doc Ellis was standing on the steps at the rear of the second class car. From a distance of only five or six feet, Elias said, “Doc Ellis, you son of a bitch, I bet you can’t take me the way you took my brother, Johnse.”

Elias had his Winchester in his hand, pointing down at the ground. Doc had a .38 Smith & Wesson in his right hip pocket, and several witnesses said that his hand went there, but he did not pull the pistol out of his pocket. It was seen only when the body was examined in the depot after he was dead.

An elderly gentleman, Captain Parrill, took Elias by the arm and started leading/pushing him away from Ellis. Ellis said, “Maybe I am a son of a bitch,” and walked back into the car.

The man had led Elias across one set of tracks, about 20-25 feet from the back of the car when Ellis reappeared in the doorway with his Winchester at his shoulder, taking aim at Elias. Elias wheeled, and with the butt of his rifle near his right hip, shot Ellis dead center. The bullet hit Ellis’s left wrist as he aimed his own rifle, shattered the radius bone and deflected slightly upward, striking him near the center of the neck, just above the collar bone.

Two witness testified as follows: The first paragraph is the testimony of Captain Parrill, and the second is the Call boy, Edward Guntner.

 

Q: You came down on which side?
A: I came down here (Illustrating) and caught him by the arms and pushed him back.

Q: How did you take hold of him?
A: I just caught him this way (Illustrating) and pushed him back, and told him that “he could not have any trouble here.”

Q: Push me back just exactly as you did Mr. Hatfield.
A: I shoved him just this way (Witness places his hand on Governor Wilson’s arms and pushed him backward.)

Q: Now I want you to show me how Hatfield threw his gun around and shot.
A: As I pushed him around his gun came in range and he fired in this shape. (Witness places the stock of the gun near his thigh, imitating how Hatfield held his gun when he fired.)  He never put it to his shoulder.

Q: What did Hatfield do, if anything, in going away from the car?
A: He did not do anything.

Q: Did you see him at any other time bring it up in both hands?
A: No, sir.

Q: Then he did not have it in both hands?
A: I did not see him.

Q: You watched him?
A: Yes, sir.  I do not know as I watched him all the time.  I never did see him bring the gun up in both hands.

Q: You never did see him bring the gun up in both hands?
A: No, sir.

Q: What position did he bring it up in when he shot Ellis?
A: He had it in both hands then.

Q: Did he have it up to his shoulder?
A: No, sir.

Q: How did he have it?
A: I think he had the stock under his arm.

Q: You could see that?
A: I do not think he had it up to his shoulder.

Q: At that time you were looking immediately at him?
A: Yes, sir.

Q: You could look at him and see that he had it under his arm?
A: I am not positive about it.  I think so.

If you reconstruct it, you will realize that Elias’s bullet would have hit Doc Ellis in the breast bone, had his left arm not been extended on his rifle. Of course Dean King could not tell his readers that Elias Hatfield could wheel and, in one motion, shoot a man dead center, without even bringing his rifle up to aim it. He couldn’t do that, simply because he had earlier written that seven Hatfields set up an ambush only thirty feet above the road and emptied their Winchesters at three men riding abreast without a single torso hit.

Hatfields who fire half a hundred shots from a position only thirty feet off the road without a single shot finding a victim’s torso, can’t then turn around and shoot a man dead center without even raising the rifle to take aim.

Hatfields and McCoys who can’t hit a barn door exist only in feud fairy tales. In reality, if Sam McCoy or Elias Hatfield shot at you with a Winchester, you were in a world of hurt. Count on it!

As Elias Hatfield was probably only a fraction of a second from being shot when he killed Ellis, one would think that a plea of self-defense would work, but it didn’t. Elias started the altercation by cussing Ellis, while holding a Winchester in his hand. The judge instructed the jury, properly so, that if they believed that Elias had instigated the fracas, they might find that he had forfeited a claim of self-defense.

Elias was not helped by the testimony of several witnesses that they had heard him say that if he ever laid eyes on Doc Ellis, one of them would die. One might argue that Elias Hatfield did not go to prison for shooting Doc Ellis, but, rather, for having a big mouth!

While I believe that Elias was guilty of a crime, simply because he started it, I think it was manslaughter—not the second degree murder he was tagged with. Elias got twelve years in the penitentiary, but the governor obviously agreed with me, pardoning him less than two years later.

I think the real story is at least as good a tale as is the fictional yarn in the feud book.

Finally, we will take another look at an earlier quote from Dean King:

“10. Hatfield and Spence, 251-252, drawing on writings by and interviews of Cap’s son Coleman; Andrew Chafin interview transcript, 6; and Charlotte Sanders, “Feud Was Revived in 1899 After the Killing of ‘Doc’Ellis,: Williamson Daily News, based on the Bluefield Daily Telegraph of July 4, 1899.  In both the Hatfield and Spence and Daily Telegraph versions, Elias Hatfield was boarding the train as a passenger, heading to Wharncliffe, according to the latter.  Though Elias was Devil Anse’s son, the Daily Telegraph referred to him as Elias Hatfield Jr., presumably to differentiate him from Devil Anse’s brother Elias. In Hatfield and Spence (252), Coleman A. Hatfield said the gun was a “new Winchester.”  In Sanders’s and Chafin’s accounts, it was a pistol.  In Hatfield and Spence (251), the bullet ricocheted off Ellis’s gold cuff link.”

 

Considering the totality of these three end notes, it is obvious that Dean King intends to convey to his readers that there is no way to know the truth about the event, so it is up to each of us to decide which “source” to credit.

This ploy is used by ALL the feud yarn spinners. All of the recent “feud historians” notify their readers early on that the truth can never be known. In his “Author’s Note, King says: “Like every feud historian, I have occasionally had to rely on oral tradition…Parts of the feud remain shrouded in mystery and probably always will.”

 Lisa Alther, another novelist who caught a wave in the wake of the Costner movie to ring the cash register with a “feud history,” wrote: “My version of the feud derives from these sources and others. It may be that some anecdotes I excluded actually happened; it may be that some I did include didn’t happen. In the end, it comes down to the judgment of each person.”

 The history professor, Otis Rice, wrote: “Moreover, many of the details of events in the feud may never be known with certainty, for accounts, even by participants, were often so contradictory that there is no way of determining precisely where the truth ended and fabrication began.”

 It is amazing to me that more intelligent readers do not wonder why writers who claim to be writing history begin their books by saying that there is no real history. Of course there is a method to this madness, because, once the reader is convinced that the truth can never be known, then any “truth” posited by the novelist masquerading as a historian becomes as much a truth as anyone else’s truth.

The obvious purpose of the three end notes above is to convince readers that there is no choice but to decide which of the prior yarn-spinners we should believe. King never mentions the fact that the details of the Elias Hatfield case are available for anyone who will pay twenty-five cents a page for the four-hundred-page file, and read it. He never mentions that case!

King tells us in note 11 that Governor Atkinson was the man who convinced Elias Hatfield to surrender. That, too, is false.  But he leaves it as if there is no way to know who facilitated the surrender. Of course he could direct the reader to the case record, where the man who got Elias to surrender actually testified, but if he even mentioned the case record, his entire yarn is dead.

Here is the testimony of Dr. Bartram, who arranged the surrender of Elias Hatfield:

Q: I will ask you what you did towards arranging the surrender?
A: I told Bob Hatfield that I thought it would be the best thing for him to do, to surrender, and he asked me to write to the Governor, and I did so, and he asked me to wire, and I did so.  And the Governor asked me to arrange the time of meeting, and I saw Bob Hatfield and arranged with him, and he came at the time when the meeting occurred.

Q: Where did it occur?
A: At Wharncliffe.

 

Elias Hatfield surrendered TO Governor Atkinson, after the doctor had convinced him that it was the proper thing to do.  The Governor actually came to Wharncliffe, and received the surrender of Elias in the saloon owned by Elias’s brother, Bob.  Devil Anse, Cap and Bob Hatfield were also present in the saloon with the Governor when Elias surrendered.

King says that Elias Hatfield was a N&W security officer, on his way to Wharncliffe, and the call boy, Andy Chafin, saw Ellis and Hatfield square off with pistols. King says that Hatfield shot Ellis in the neck, with the bullet exiting the top of his head. He would never admit that there is a record of sworn testimony, unrebutted by the opposing side, that Elias was there to get ice for his saloon, and the call boy was actually Ed Guntner, and the two men had rifles and the bullet which killed Ellis never exited.

If I wrote of every yarn in Mr. King’s book that is refuted in detail by the record, the book would be longer than the 430 pages used to spin the yarn. But this series of posts gives the reader an idea of how feud history is “made.”.

 

 

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The Sting! The Hatfields Lose Their Land

The Kentucky Department for Libraries and Archives (KDLA) has put hundreds of pages on their website pertaining to the “Hatfield and McCoy feud.  https://dspace.kdla.ky.gov/jspui/handle/10602/15610

Let’s look at one of the documents  on the KDLA site, and see if there are answers to important questions that are not even asked in the feud books. The letter from Samuel Clay, advocating a pardon for Elias Hatfield, appears in no feud book.

That letter  has caused me to spend more time in research than any other document on the site.

Why would one of the richest men in the state of Kentucky, a resident of Lexington, be writing a letter asking for a pardon for a “nobody” mountaineer from Logan County, West Virginia?

This story can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://tinyurl.com/ycqlg3oy

 

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We Have Met the Enemy and He Is Us!

We Southern Appalachians are the only demographic group that can be publicly insulted with impunity in this politically correct twenty-first century. This will continue to be the case so long as Southern Appalachians continue to aid in the promulgation of lies about themselves and their ancestors.

The most damaging lie about our people is the Hatfield and McCoy feud story. I am not referring to the actual history of the two families, which is not really remarkable for violence in the context of late nineteenth century frontier America.  The problem is the story, which is largely false.

The Hatfield and McCoy feud story, whether in the slimmed down forty-page versions of John Spears and Shirley Donnelly, or in the super-sized four hundred page version of Dean King, is not true. In fact it is false in so many of its material claims—as my own books clearly prove–that it must be considered a lie on the whole.

I despise the feud tales, and I have a very good reason to do so: Every lie in every feud tale makes my ancestors look evil and barbaric. There is not a single lie in any feud book that makes them look more sane and civilized.

I use the term “lie” deliberately, to refer to material misrepresentations of fact which the writer either knew or should have known was false when he wrote it. I am not talking about simple errors like a wrong date or the confusion of similar names—the kind of mistakes every writer makes.

The feud lie, which presents ALL of our ancestors—and, by extension, all of us– as stupid and bloodthirsty cowards, is spread by three types of Appalachians:

First, there are those who believe that the super-sized feud yarn will attract tourists to an area that is virtually in its economic death throes. I try to be as kind as possible to these misguided kinsmen who honestly believe that it is profitable to be dishonest.

They can and must be approached with the power of the truth. Our real history, properly presented, would attract just as many tourists as does the feud lie.

The second group is comprised of folks who just don’t know any better. They need a history lesson or two.

The third group of home-grown aiders and abettors of the feud liars is not approachable on the same basis. Comprised of people who are enamored with the idea of being descended from pathological killers, this group is beyond reason. Rational arguments based on historical facts have no effect on these people. They will help sell a feud book that they frankly admit is false in many material particulars, so long as it presents their ancestors as bloody savages.

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I am sure that most people reading this have seen Dean King’s Facebook page, which features many members of the third group.

The most egregious of the many lies in King’s book says that Ellison Hatfield started the Election Day fight by drawing a knife on Tolbert McCoy. That means that Ellison, called “a splendid man and soldier” in the definitive McCoy story by Truda McCoy, was a would-be murderer, who got only what was coming to him when the McCoys butchered him. By extension, Devil Anse was nothing but a cold-blooded murderer when he executed the three innocent McCoys.

Yet, we see direct descendants of Ellison and Devil Anse pictured with King, helping him sell his lies about their ancestors.

Of course the same lie makes Preacher Anse Hatfield a willing accessory to the triple murder of the three McCoys, but that does not keep descendants of Preacher Anse from giving the book rave reviews.

The best thing about Jim McCoy in the book is the ridiculous claim that he worked for Devil Anse at Anse’s moonshine still, at a time when a vicious blood feud between the two families was underway.  Yet, some descendants of Jim McCoy laud the book.

Asa Harmon McCoy, a warrior to the bone—by the record—is a coward who deserts his home and hides out in a cave. Yet direct descendants of Asa Harmon are shown on King’s Facebook page, grinning from ear to ear as they help him pitch his lies.

The best depiction of any Hatfield or McCoy in King’s screed is of Ran’l McCoy. He is simply a victim. There is not a single laudatory word about Ran’l or any other McCoy in the four hundred plus pages of the book. Yet King has no shortage of McCoys plugging his book.

This third group of Hatfields and McCoy descendants is beyond the reach of rational argument. Any time spent trying to enlighten them is utterly wasted.

 

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A Church house, a Smokehouse and a Cat house—and a Bounty Hunter, Too!

Once one has read my 2013 book, “The Hatfield & McCoy Feud after Kevin Costner: Rescuing History,” one can get some real laughs from reading the feud books.

Dean King’s “True Story.” has almost all of the most comical yarns from earlier feud tales, and he gives the prior author credit occasionally.

Unfortunately, some of the best guffaws in King’s book are not apparent to someone who was not raised in the hills before about 1970, or who hasn’t read the Foxfire books.

King starts out with one of those Foxfire howlers.

This story can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://tinyurl.com/ycqlg3oy

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The Stockholm Syndrome in Southern Appalachia?

The Stockholm Syndrome in Southern Appalachia?

When a hostage bonds with his/her captor, it is called “The Stockholm Syndrome.” Wikipedia says that it: “can be seen as a form of traumatic bonding, which does not necessarily require a hostage scenario, but which describes “strong emotional ties that develop between two persons where one person intermittently harasses, beats, threatens, abuses, or intimidates the other.” Wiki further states that the FBI has found that roughly 8% of victims succumb to the syndrome.

What are we to make of a situation where a much larger percentage—possibly even a majority—of a population of a million or more exhibits evidence of having succumbed to the syndrome? I submit that this is precisely what we now see in the coal mining areas of Southern Appalachia.

West Virginia native Jeff Young wrote: “The key to understanding West Virginia is to recognize that it is less a fully functioning state government than a resource-extraction colony.”  http://grist.org/climate-energy/is-there-hope-for-west-virginia-as-it-moves-away-from-coal/

I have argued that the colonization was possible in the beginning and is maintained today only because the people of Southern Appalachia are perceived as deserving of colonial oppression.

North Carolina native, Betty Cloer Wallace wrote: “Appalachian mountain natives are the only group in America that many people still have the audacity to publicly ridicule as being ignorant—and worse.”  https://mountainx.com/opinion/050609fighting_back/

Historians trace the stereotype from Will Wallace Harney’s article “A Strange Land and a Peculiar People,” published by Lippincott’s Magazine in October 1873, through John Fox, Jr to Al Capp and television’s “Beverly Hillbillies.  I contend that, at least since 1888, the hillbilly stereotype rests mainly upon the story of the Hatfield and McCoy feud. In its “Hillbilly” entry, Wikipedia says: “Fueled by news stories of mountain feuds such as that in the 1880s between the Hatfields and McCoys, the hillbilly stereotype developed in the late 19th to early 20th century.” I agree.

Within a few days of entering graduate school at Cornell more than half a century ago, I was faced with this question from a fellow student from New York City: “What kind of people kill over a hundred of each other over a pig?”  When I objected to the characterization, he produced a copy of the New York Times article reporting the death of Cap Hatfield in 1930, which gave him all the documentation he needed. After all, it was in the nation’s “Newspaper of record.”

In my more than eighty years, I have never had anyone refer to Harney, Fox or Capp as support for their opinion of my people. It is always “the Feud!” I wrote in my 2013 book, “The Hatfield & McCoy Feud after Kevin Costner: Rescuing History: “The feud story was a creation of the big city newspapers.  The immediate purpose for its creation was to devalue the people and thereby facilitate the transfer of ownership of the wealth of the Valley to the same big city financiers who controlled those newspapers.  The ultimate purpose was to transform the independent mountaineers into docile and willing wage workers. This transformation was abetted by the state governments and the elites on both the state and local levels, who hoped to profit by the transformation.”

I show in my book that the story of the Hatfield & McCoy feud is, indeed, a story and not history, and that it was created and is maintained for the purpose of facilitating the continuing colonial oppression of the region.

Ms. Wallace ended her essay with: “We do have a choice. We can hasten our own cultural demise by doing nothing, by drawing a circle around ourselves and trying to shut out the rest of the world. Or… we can pick up our pine knots and go to war—to save ourselves.”

Unfortunately, a large percentage of my people have done the opposite of what Ms. Wallace urges us to do. The worst screed ever penned about my people—for reasons amply stated in my book—is the book by Dean King, which came out in the wake of the hit Kevin Costner TV mini-series.

Mr. King wrote in his book that the man responsible for overseeing 650,000 acres of West Virginia land for the largest absentee “colonizer” of West Virginia took two days out of his schedule to show Mr. King around the feud region.  Of course the land magnate’s time was not wasted, as the end result was a book that showed ALL the people of the feud area to be such low types that Mr. King’s stated “hero” of his story is the murderer of sleeping coal miners, Dan Cunningham.

When one looks at Mr. King’s Facebook page and sees the number of descendants of the people he maligns who are helping him to sell his massive libel of their ancestors, and, by extension, themselves, one sees the Stockholm Syndrome writ large.

The one that galls me most is a photo of King with descendants of Ellison Hatfield on his FB page, helping him sell his lies about their ancestor. King writes that Ellison Hatfield, one of the most respected men in Tug Valley, started the Election Day fight but drawing a knife on Tolbert McCoy.
Growing up on Blackberry in the 1940’s and ‘50’s,I heard the story of that fight from a dozen people who were eyewitnesses. I delivered the Williamson Daily News to the son of Preacher Anse who lived in Preacher Anse’s house from 1952-55. NO eyewitness, none of whom had a dog in the fight, placed a knife in Ellison’s hand. Not a single court record has a word of testimony placing a knife in Ellison’s hand. Yet, people directly descended from Ellison Hatfield help King sell that egregious lie about their ancestor.

If the pine knots are not taken up soon then the future is indeed bleak for such a people.

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The New Year’s Raid: History versus Story

Where the Hatfield and McCoy feud is concerned, history is a story. It is, in fact, a conglomeration of stories by more than a dozen writers. A half dozen or so of those writers are designated as “historians” by the feud industry. There are no known standards by which the designation is made; one just knows that a given writer is a “historian” when feud industry approved writers refer to him/her as a “feud historian.”

This essay, in its entirety, can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://www.amazon.com/dp/1977716814/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1511238586&sr=1-1&keywords=Lies%2C+Damned+Lies%2C+and+Feud+Tales

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Order in the Court! Heah Come Da Judge!

Because they know the definition of the word “feud,” the feud yarn-spinners put in enough apocryphal incidents to give the reader a story of continuing violence, from at least the hog trial in 1878 until the hanging of Ellison Mounts in 1890.  They give footnotes to create the appearance of a foundation for the events, but the footnotes are almost always to some previous yarn-spinner.  Some, like Lisa Alther, obviously never saw the records, while others, such as Otis Rice and Dean King must have seen the records, because they cite them occasionally, among the much more common citations of prior yarn-spinners.

Writing about the early 1880s, Otis Rice wrote: “The Hatfields occasionally rode to Pikeville, but they traveled in companies adequate for their protection and were heavily armed.” (p. 30)

Writing about the months following the arrest of Johnse Hatfield and his liberation by Devil Anse’s posse, Dean King wrote: “Like so many other Hatfield-McCoy clashes, this one and its ensuing accustions would go unresolved. Kentucky law officers ultimately refused to deal with the interstate legalities or to attempt to detain the Hatfields.”

So, there you have it: According to both the historian, Rice, and the novelist posing as a historian, King, the Hatfields and McCoys were lawless people, who paid no attention to the law. They crossed the state line and committed crime with impunity, and then returned to their sanctuary on the other side of the Tug. Furthermore, the Kentucky law was so scared of the terrible Hatfields that they wouldn’t even attempt to “detain the Hatfields.”

In October, 1880 Tolbert and Bud McCoy arrested Johnse Hatfield on a Pike County charge of carrying a concealed weapon.  King has Bud not there, and Jim and Ran’l in the posse, but he knows he is lying, because he has obviously seen the records.

Lets look at just a couple of records that show just how far from the truth Mr. King strays in his attempt to portray an uncivilized and depraved people:  I don’t know whether Johnse went to Pikeville alone after he was sprung from the McCoy brothers, or if his father accompanied him to insure his safety, but I do know that on October 14, 1880, he stood trial for the offense. He was convicted and fined twenty-five dollars and given ten days in the county jail. Here is the record:

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The case starts at the bottom of one page, seen above,  and carries over to the following page:

 

Now, for the claim that the Pike authorities didn’t even try to detain the dangerous Hatfields: Elias and Floyd were arrested and tried for allegedly participating in Johnse’s liberation from the custody of Tolbert and Bud McCoy.

Far from being beyond the reach of the law, Elias and Floyd indeed showed up to face the music. Two of Tolbert’s close McCoy relatives testified FOR the accused Hatfields. Lo, and behold! The jury of twelve Pike County men found the West Virginia Hatfields NOT guilty! So, we see Elias and Floyd Hatfield coming to Pikeville and standing trial during  precisely the time King claims that the Hatfields were beyond the reach of the courts.

Here’s the  the court record on Floyd’s trial:

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Dean King undoubtedly saw these records during his “four years of intensive research.” Therefore, the prevarication is deliberate, and it is done to deceive his readers. And people wonder why I call Dean King a liar!

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Dean King: A Review of a Review

In early 2012, I read on the “Real Hatfield, Real McCoy…” Facebook page that a writer named Dean King was soon to publish a book on the Hatfield and McCoy feud.  I was interested, of course, as I had been hoping for someone to write a book undoing the damage to the reputations of my ancestors that originated with the yellow journalists of the 1880s and continued through the ersatz “history” written by Otis Rice in 1982, wherein he cited journalists over one hundred fifty times in one hundred twenty-six pages.

In preparation for the advent of the King opus, I went to the library and checked out his “Patrick O’ Brien: A Life Revealed.” I hadn’t read more than a dozen pages before I realized that what I was reading was fiction: No one could possibly know the details that King claimed to know about O’Brian.

I pre-ordered the King feud book, grandiosely titled “The True Story,” on Amazon, and received one of the first copies.  I was not at all surprised to see many direct quotations of words King claimed to know were spoken more than a century ago in the woods of the Tug Valley. I was only mildly surprised to read what people thought and smelled in the Tug Valley woods long ago.

I was, however, actually surprised at the number of egregious and easily proven lies in King’s book.

Given his connections in the publishing industry—he tells us early on that his brother-in-law runs one of the big New York publishing houses—I was not surprised to see glowing blurbs in his Amazon listing from the shills at organs like the Wall Street Journal and the Boston Globe, so I went looking for reviews of his prior efforts.  After wading through several boiler-plate reviews by American reviewers, I came across one from the Mother Country that intrigued me: Jan Morris–photo above– reviewed the book on O’ Brien for the Guardian-Observer in 2000.  http://www.theguardian.com/books/2000/sep/03/biography

I had read Morris’s two books on Venice, and, in spite of her troubled personal life, I considered her an outstanding writer, so I was interested in her review of King.  Morris was born “James Humphrey” Morris, in 1926. She continued to be James Humphrey for forty-six years, during which time (s)he married Elizabeth Tuckness and fathered five children.  In 1972, James Humphrey went to Morocco to avail himself of the services of an Arab surgeon.  Here’s Jan when she was a good-looking guy named James:

Jan as James

Whether the Bedouin used a scimitar or a scalpel, we do not know, but we do know that as a result of his ministrations, James Humphrey became “Jan,” and remains so to this day.

In her review of King’s “biography” of O’ Brien, Morris apparently saw what I see in his “True Story” of the feud. Morris says: “King’s telling of the puzzling tale is decent, fair and extremely thorough, but often ingenuous. There was no Australian Embassy in 1929; there never has been such a thing as ‘England’s Air Force’; the Basque country is not the same as Catalonia, as page 168 seems to imply. Who cares that, on a journey in France: ‘Patrick revved the engine of the little 2CV to pass slow-moving traffic on the winding two-lane roads’? “

Morris obviously sees the same disregard for fact in the O’Brien book that King exhibits in his “True Story” of the feud.  He claims to know what O’Brien did on a country road in France, just as he purports to know what Anse Hatfield and Sam McCoy did and thought in the West Virginia woods, and this reviewer caught onto it!

The last sentence in the review is: “In O’Brian, on the contrary, I am reading the work of an artificer, a contriver of genius and, well, a liar.” While Morris calls King’s subject in that book a liar, I call King, himself a liar. Dean King is a talented writer, but he is also a liar. There is a huge difference between Morris’s accusation and mine, in that O’Brien is dead and cannot sue Morris for libel, while King is alive and needs only to file a suit and prove that I am lying when I call him a liar.  His suit could definitely be worthwhile, because I made a million dollars in one year while King was still in school.

I know that the first reaction of people reading this is that, as King is a public figure, he would have a hard row to hoe in suing me for libel, but that is not so. A public figure has the same protection as a private individual if he can show that the libel was intended to do him professional or financial harm, and I freely admit that when I warn the public that King’s book is a collection of lies, I am doing just that.  My goal is to stop completely the sale of his compendium of lies about my ancestors, thus depriving him of that source of income.

I wouldn’t care if King made millions from writing about my people, IF he would tell the truth and say that he was writing “historical fiction,” but when he titled it “The TRUE Story,” he crossed a line that I must defend.  Historical fiction is partly true, but a “True Story” is a true story. If a writer says he is telling a “True Story,” and then writes what he knows to be untrue, or writes with reckless disregard for the truth or falsity of what he writes, then he lied when he wrote the title.

All he has to do is prove his case, but I have no worries whatsoever, because, in an American court, truth is an absolute defense to a claim of libel.

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More History from a Historian

Otis Rice told us on the first page of his Preface that newspapers “were so biased or so grossly inaccurate that they must be used with considerable discrimination.” Then he proceeded to cite newspaper reporters over one hundred fifty times in one hundred twenty-six pages of text in “The Hatfields & The McCoys.” The book is now considered one of the “standard and most reputable” sources on the history of the feud.

The majority of the citations in the footnotes to every one of Rice’s fourteen chapters are to newspaper writers. In three of his chapters, 6, 10 and 11, every one of the notes refers to a newspaper man.

In his coverage of the “quiet years,” 1883-86, in Chapter 4, Rice gives detailed accounts of both the “ambush of the innocents,” and the “tale of the cow’s tail.” In each case Rice’s book reads like either the testimony of an eyewitness, or a novel.

Rice writes: “Through mountain gossip and their own intelligence, the Hatfields learned that Randolph McCoy was planning a trip to Pikeville, evidently to consult with Cline.”  Of course this presumes that Devil Anse was so concerned with Ran’l’s activities in 1884, when absolutely nothing had happened between the pair during the two years since Anse balanced the scales by executing his brother’s killers, that he was conducting some kind of elaborate intelligence operation to learn about Ran’l’s comings and goings.

It also presumes that Anse was too obtuse to know that the woods came down so close to Ran’l’s homestead that any Hatfield over the age of ten could have assumed a position in the edge of the woods and dispatched the old man at his leisure. The feud story demands an elaborate ambush.

Since we know that Rice looked at the Pike Circuit Court records—he mentions them several times—we know that Rice knew that Devil Anse didn’t have to exert any special effort to know when Ran’l would be going to Pikeville.  The records show that when the Circuit Court was in session Ran’l McCoy was usually on the docket in either a civil or criminal matter, so, all Anse had to do was find out when the next session of Circuit began, and he would almost surely be able to ambush Ran’l on his way to Pikeville.

Rice’s description of the beating of the Daniels women with the cow’s tail is equally detailed. It reads exactly like it would if Rice had been physically present when the event occurred.  Of course he adds a few details to tie it more directly to the feud, such as saying that when Cap beat the two women, he was “acting for the family.”

For both of these detailed accounts of events which are integral parts of his supersized “Hatfield and McCoy feud,” Rice gives ONLY newspapers as sources. For the ambush of the innocents, he cites an article from the Louisville Courier Journal, which appeared six years after the purported event, and one from the Pittsburgh Times, which appeared four years afterwards.

In support of his yarn about Cap Hatfield and Tom Wallace spraying the surface of Tug River in a vain attempt to hit Jeff McCoy from a distance of a few yards with Winchester rifles, he cites articles from the same two papers, written two years after the supposed event.

His primary source for the tale of the cow’s tail is the newspaper reporter, Virgil Jones.

Whether academia will admit it or not—and they haven’t yet admitted it—Otis Rice did not write a history of the Hatfield and McCoy feud.  He aggregated the writings of newspaper reporters, which he said were “grossly inaccurate,” and seasoned them with a light dusting of actual historical records, and produced a book he hoped would sell to a gullible public. Of course he succeeded;  not only do folks like the West Virginia Encyclopedia use Rice as a major source for “history,” but the book remains one of the best-selling books on the subject of the feud, more than thirty years after its appearance.