{"id":757,"date":"2010-08-09T23:16:14","date_gmt":"2010-08-09T23:16:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/smithrebellion1765.com\/?page_id=757"},"modified":"2010-08-28T00:23:10","modified_gmt":"2010-08-28T00:23:10","slug":"captain-jack-crawford","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/smithrebellion1765.com\/?page_id=757","title":{"rendered":"Captain Jack Crawford"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\">The Poet Scout.\u00a0 1847 -1917<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">by Alister McReynolds<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">John Wallace Crawford was an Ulster Scot born in Carndonagh, East Donegal on March 4th 1847.\u00a0 His parents were both born in Scotland.\u00a0 The father, John Austin Crawford was born in Greenock near Glasgow and married Susan Wallace who was not only a Scot but claimed to be descended from no less a personage than Sir William &#8216;Braveheart&#8217; Wallace.\u00a0 Like many Scots at that time the Crawfords moved and settled for a time in Ulster.\u00a0 When John Austin Crawford emigrated a second time Susan followed him and found him, working as a miner in Schuylkill County, near Roaring Creek and the small settlement of Minersville, in Pennsylvania.\u00a0 The children had been left behind but in 1860 they came by themselves on a sailing ship.\u00a0 John Wallace Crawford was by now 13 years old but was, as they used to say, &#8216;big for his age&#8217;.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">However any sense of &#8216;friends and family united&#8217; was soon shattered because as soon as the children arrived John Austin Crawford was off to join the Union Army to fight for his &#8216;new&#8217; country in the Civil War.\u00a0 Immediately after his arrival in Pennsylvania young John, though merely a boy, started to work in the coalmines, picking slag for about $1.75 per week.\u00a0 At age 15 however he lied about his age and joined the Pennsylvania Regulars.\u00a0 His father was wounded twice, initially at Rappamattock and then more severely at the momentous Battle of the Wilderness, which took place from May 5th-7th 1864.\u00a0 John Wallace Crawford at age just 17 was wounded the following week at the equally fiercely fought Battle of Spotsylvania.\u00a0 The father died shortly afterwards of a combination of both his terrible wounds and the debilitating effects of alcoholism.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Jack was wounded on two more occasions during the Civil War but in particular his hospitalization and recuperation during that &#8216;first blooding&#8217; was to have a hugely significant impact on his life.\u00a0 He was nursed back to health in the Sisters of Mercy hospital near Philadelphia, where the nuns not only nursed him but taught him how to read and write.\u00a0 Eventually his learning of those skills would lead Jack to his career as a writer.\u00a0 However in the short term and directly after the War, it allowed him to secure a position as a postmaster in Numidia Pennsylvania.\u00a0 In September 1869 Jack married the local school teacher, Anna Marie Stokes and together they had 5 children including a girl, who was named for Jack&#8217;s friend William &#8216;Buffalo Bill&#8217; Cody.\u00a0 Her name was May Cody Crawford.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">In 1875 Jack was appointed as a Captain of the Black Hills Rangers of Dakota.\u00a0 It was at that time that a kinsman of mine, Robert McReynolds* made Crawford&#8217;s acquaintance.\u00a0 McReynolds tells us:<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8216;Captain Jack Crawford, the poet scout, is one of the noble characters whose memory will live so long as records exist of the poineers who braved the vicissitudes of the frontier and made possible our Western civilization of today.\u00a0 A man of broad mind, daring and brave and yet with all the sweet tenderness of a child of nature, he became great by achievements alone.\u00a0 Others have gained a temporary fame by dime novel writers.\u00a0 Captain Jack, in comparison with others, stands out as a diamond of the first water.\u00a0 He has helped to make more trails than any scout unless it was Kit Carson.\u00a0 That was before the war.\u00a0 During that struggle he was wounded three times in the service of his country.\u00a0 When the war closed he was for many years chief of scouts under General Custer.\u00a0 He laid out Leedville in the Black Hills in 1876, and was of great service to the government in the settlement of the Indian troubles which succeeded the Custer massacre.&#8217;<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">It was at that time, in July 1876, that Buffalo Bill Cody also met Jack for the first time.\u00a0 Crawford replaced Cody as Chief of scouts of the 5th Cavalry.\u00a0 Cody tells us that that was, &#8216;only two months after the Custer massacre at the Little Big Horn, and a mere three weeks after the murder of Wild Bill Hickok in Deadwood&#8217;.\u00a0 Jack captured both of these events in verse:<br \/>\nCuster&#8217;s death at the Little Big Horn-<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8216;Did I hear the news from Custer?<br \/>\nWell I reckon I did, old pard.<br \/>\nIt came like a streak o&#8217;lightning,<br \/>\nAnd you bet, it hit me hard.<br \/>\nI ain&#8217;t no hand to blubber,<br \/>\nAnd the briny ain&#8217;t run for years,<br \/>\nBut chalk me down for a lubber<br \/>\nIf I didn&#8217;t shed regular tears.&#8217;<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Death by shooting down of Wild Bill Hickok by Jack McCall in Deadwood.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8216;Sleep on brave heart, in peaceful slumber,<br \/>\nBravest scout in all the West;<br \/>\nLightning eyes and voice of thunder,<br \/>\nClosed and hushed in quiet rest.<br \/>\nPeace and rest at last is given,<br \/>\nMay we meet again in heaven.<br \/>\nRest in peace.&#8217;<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">After becoming Chief Scout for the 5th Cavalry under the command of Eugene A. Carr, Crawford made a famous horseback ride with urgent dispatches from the Battle of Slim Buttes to Fort Laramie, a distance of 350 miles in 4 days.\u00a0 This battle took place on the 9th and 10th September 1876 and was the first victory that the U.S. army had over the Sious after the Little Big Horn.\u00a0 There is an excellent thumb-nail sketch that has come down to us of Jack Crawford&#8217;s appearance at that time.<br \/>\n&#8216;&#8230;about 6 feet tall and of fine build, and dressed in a nicely fitting artisitc buckskin suit, very much resembling Wild Bill.&#8217;<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">In 1876 Jack Crawford became an entainer in Buffalo Bill&#8217;s Wild West Show.\u00a0 However their partnership ended in Virginia City Nevada in the summer of 1877 when, during a combat scene, Crawford accidentally shot himself in the groin.\u00a0 Jack, who was a lifelong teetotaller, (a promise that he had made to his mother on her deathbed), somehow blamed the incident on Cody&#8217;s drunkenness.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">The Poet Scout&#8217;s first book was published in San Francisco in 1879.\u00a0 It contained amongst others the very memorable poem, &#8216;Only a Miner Killed&#8217;, which was less sentimental and more hard-hitting than much of his work and is said to have been a major influence on Bob Dylan&#8217;s song, &#8216;Only a Hobo&#8217;.\u00a0 The poem was actually written in 1877 after the death of Commodore Vanderbilt and contrasted the ostentatious funeral of this wealthy man with the bleak and miserable funeral procession that Jack had witnessed following the death of a poor miner.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">&#8216;Only a miner killed! God, if thou wilt,<br \/>\nJust introduce him to Vanderbilt,<br \/>\nWho with his\u00a0 millions, if he is there,<br \/>\nCan&#8217;t buy one interest &#8211; not even one share.&#8217;<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">In 1879 Jack relocated his long-suffering family from Pennsylvania to the New Mexico territory and began scouting for the army again, this time in their war against the Apache nation.\u00a0 He also became a post-trader at Fort Craig New Mexico and engaged in ranching and mining.\u00a0 Ten years later he was acting as a Special Agent for the Justice Department investigating the illegal liqour trade in the Indian Reservations of the Western States and Territories.\u00a0 He continued for the following 30 years to travel the lenght and breadth of America as an actor, lecturer, special government agent and adventurer and always paying careful attention to any silver or gold strikes.\u00a0 Jack Crawford&#8217;s written accounts of life on the frontier are noted for their true representation of the real dangers that pioneer life entailed.\u00a0 Sometimes Native Americans were portrayed as violent demons and sometimes that description was sympathetic and understanding of the universal human motivations that Jack ascribes to the tribesmen.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">In later life Jack separated from his family and moved back East settling in Woolhaven, Long Island, New York where he died of Brights Disease on 27th February 1917.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Alister John McReynolds, Honorary Fellow-Institute of Ulster Scots Studies, University of Ulster, Northern Ireland<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">__________________________________________________________________________________________________________<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff; font-size: large;\">Captain Jack Crawford&#8217;s poem celebrating Robert Burn&#8217;s Anniversary and entitled,<br \/>\n&#8216;In the Hielans O&#8217;Nevada To The Sons of Caledonia&#8217;.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Awa&#8217; ye brawny sons o&#8217;Scotland,<br \/>\nUp the banks an&#8217; doon the braes,<br \/>\nThrough the Hielans 0&#8217;Nevada,<br \/>\nSing your sangs o&#8217;ither days.<br \/>\nThis is no sich Cowrie&#8217;s valley,<br \/>\nNor the Forth&#8217;s fair sunny side,<br \/>\nNor the grand auld rugged mountain.<br \/>\nFather o&#8217;the classic Clyde.<br \/>\nYet just for a while imagine<br \/>\nYe are back on Scotia&#8217;s shore;<br \/>\n&#8216;Mang the grouse on hill or heather,<br \/>\nWhaur the Hielan&#8217; waters roar.<br \/>\nOr perhaps in glens o&#8217;brecken<br \/>\nWhaur the Doon and Afton rin,<br \/>\nThinkin 0&#8217;your Robby&#8217;s courtship,<br \/>\nBy the licht o&#8217;bonnie minn.<br \/>\nNoble, brave, unselfish poet,<br \/>\nDinna slicht him &#8216;mid your joys;<br \/>\nFill an&#8217; drink tae him a bumper<br \/>\nHe was Nature&#8217;s bard, my boys.<br \/>\nFirst o&#8217;Scotland&#8217;s famous freemen,<br \/>\nSpurnin&#8217; Lords and Monarch&#8217;s crown;<br \/>\nFar ower honest tae be schemin&#8217;<br \/>\nBobby Burns; boys, drink her down.<br \/>\nRide ance mair wi Tam O&#8217;Shanter<br \/>\n&#8216;Till the wutches arch your hair;<br \/>\nSmile at Hornbrook&#8217;s vaunted weesdom,<br \/>\nSigh at Holy Willie&#8217;s prayer.<br \/>\nPrie the he&#8217;rty, sonsie Haggis<br \/>\nEre ye rise tae gang awa&#8217;<br \/>\nLet the Louse an&#8217; Mouse the gither<br \/>\nTeach us lessons big an&#8217; braw.<br \/>\nUp in Heaven wi Hielan&#8217; Mary<br \/>\nBurns noo sings a sweeter sang,<br \/>\nBootless wearin&#8217; brichter laurels<br \/>\nThan the men wha did him wrang.<br \/>\n&#8216;Scots wha hae&#8217; methinks I hear it<br \/>\nHoo sic sparks o&#8217;genius shine<br \/>\nAt your picnic drain this bumper,<br \/>\n&#8216;Bobby Burns an&#8217; Auld Lang Syne&#8217;.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\"><span style=\"font-size: small;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Poet Scout.\u00a0 1847 -1917 by Alister McReynolds John Wallace Crawford was an Ulster Scot born in Carndonagh, East Donegal on March 4th 1847.\u00a0 His parents were both born in Scotland.\u00a0 The father, John Austin Crawford was born in Greenock &hellip; 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