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162 By the end of the first week of July, 1899, Sam Ketchum and party were almost ready to leave Cimarron. On Friday, the seventh, Sam and Carver bought supplies at Jim Hunt’s store and stashed them away in Turkey Creek Canyon. Hunt, all eyes and ears, learned they had gone in the direction of Dean Canyon; in effect, the back door of their hideout. Lay and Weaver spent Friday night at Duran’s and whiled away Saturday forenoon in the bar of “Lambert’s saloon”—the name commonly given to the St. James Hotel. Early in the afternoon, Weaver settled up with Duran and rode off northeast. He had told Duran that he was going to pick up his “traps” from the WS ranch, but did not call there. Lay left at the same time, heading northwest for Ponil Park. This may have been a feint; he had plenty of time to change course and join the others in time for the planned robbery. On Monday, July 10, the gang camped in the mountains, eighteen miles west of the railroad. Thomas Owen, of Folsom, writing many years later, identified the site as “the Daugherty Spring at the head of Dry Canyon about four miles from the XYZ ranch.”He said that George McJunkin, a cowboy on the Owen family’s Hereford Park ranch, came upon them and “decided that” one of them had to be “a boy raised in Johnson Park”who was able to tag McJunkin’s horse as a six-year old because he“had known this particular horse from [when it was] a colt.” In fact, none of the Ketchum gang had any family connection with the Johnson Park area.1 No sooner had the men left Cimarron than the cowboy-teamster-detective, James Morgan, reported his suspicions to Marshal Foraker (though not to Robert Campbell, the sheriff of Colfax County) and tried to get on the trail of the gang.2 He was too slow: on the night of Tuesday, the 11th, train no. 1 of the Colorado and Southern Railway (the renamed and reorganized Union Pacific, Denver and Gulf Railroad) was held up and robbed by three or, more probably, four men. The robbery occurred at almost the same place as the one in September of 1897 and was accomplished in almost the same fashion. Among the passengers were two sheriffs: Fred Higgins of Chaves County and Saturnino Pinard of Union County. Frank E. Harrington was the conductor, as on the occasion of the previous stickup. + 12 ∂ ANOTHER INCIDENT A T TWIN MOUNT AINS Another Incident at Twin Mountains 163 A good many railroad men were held up by robbers more than once. At the annual conventions they liked to fill the notebooks of the reporters with facetious and light-hearted recountals of their adventures with the bandits.3 Harrington did not belong to this school of thought. It still rankled with him that he had been unable to intervene on the earlier occasion. The proceedings on the night of July 11, 1899 did nothing to make him a happier man.4 Train no. 1 steamed out of Denver at 11:20 that Tuesday morning, on time. At 10:10 p.m. two of the gang slipped aboard the blind baggage while the engine was being replenished at Folsom tank. Just as the locomotive was crossing the south switch, a little way beyond the station, Fireman Howard was distracted by the noise of a piece of coal rattling down from the tender. He threw a glance over his shoulder just as Elzy Lay stepped into the left hand side of the cab and pressed a six-shooter against him. “Don’t make any bad breaks,” advised the outlaw. As the engineer, J.A. Tubbs, began to turn his head towards the disturbance he felt the barrel of a revolver touch his cheek. He took a quick look behind him and saw Sam Ketchum standing there. Because“the engine was rocking some”and“the fellow was trying to steady himself ,” Tubbs at first took Sam to be “a drunken tramp who was trying to run a sandy.” About the revolver he was under no misapprehension. “Go ahead. I’ll tell you where to stop,” bellowed Sam, jabbing the gun into the engineers’s ribs. Five miles out of Folsom, as the train was gathering momentum for the grade at the great double-horseshoe bend through Twin Mountains, Sam spoke again: “Stop where the last...

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