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We're pleased to join with Richard and Deborah Wadsack of Cowboys & Images, Carl Steiger, and others who are searching for information about the cowboys in Captain Seth Bullock's 1905 Cowboy Brigade.

They invite your biographical information about the the cowboys; a list of names is below, along with additional information.

image © Cowboys & Images,
Find the image and more information here at Cowboys & Images (and below)


About the project

About the photograph

List of names

1926 South Dakota newspaper article about a reunion of the riders

March 1905 article by Seth Bullock after the inauguration parade

March 1905 article about a cowboy event after the parade

April 1905 article about "side lights" of the inauguration

True West article

About Cowboys & Images

Contact information

Obtaining the poster

Image © Cowboys & Images, www.cowboysandimages.net
Find the image and more information
here  at Cowboys & Images (and below)

Additional links

On page two:

"When Bullock's Cowboys Hoorahed the Potomac"
from the February, 1965 issue of Old West magazine,
with three additional photos of the Cowboy Brigade

"New York Awes the Ranchmen"
a 1905 news article

Additional Links


Do you have information about any of the cowboys? 


or mail their info to:
Cowboys & Images
P.O. Box 53413
Shreveport, LA 71135-3413


The photos of the Cowboy Brigade on this page were also featured in Picture the West.


About the Project

In July, 2010, Missouri ranch manager Carl Steiger contacted us with information about poet Robert V. Carr (1877-1931). He told us that Carr was one of sixty cowboys in Captain Seth Bullock's Cowboy Brigade. He added that the Cowboy Brigade "...took their horses by train to ride in the inaugural parade to honor President Teddy Roosevelt in Washington, D.C. in March of 1905." Carl Steiger, along with others, has been researching the identities of the cowboys in the Cowboy Brigade, "trying to find their stories before they are lost forever."

Carl Steiger told us how he got interested in the project after researching South Dakota and Wyoming pioneer Jack Hale. He wrote, "I grew up on the JH ranch near Hulett, Wyoming. My grandfather had purchased the ranch from the daughter of Jack Hale..." He saw Jack Hale's name associated with a poster available from Richard and Deborah Wadsack at www.cowboysandimages.net, an image that pictures 38 members of the Cowboy Brigade (and names 40 of them). Carl Steiger shared the information he had collected about Jack Hale and received a poster from the Wadsacks. He writes, "It was off to the races for me on identifying these cowboys."

Working with others, including Pat Engebretson, the librarian at the Belle Fourche Public Library and Jan Botkin Therkildsen from Arvada, Colorado, information has been collected about a number of  of the cowboys. Pat Engebretson located a copy of the March 18, 1926
Belle Fourche Bee that had an article on the first reunion of the Cowboy Brigade that was to be held during the Tri-State Roundup at Belle Fourche in July, 1926. Carl Steiger writes, "In that article they list the sixty cowboys that were a part of the Cowboy Brigade and the towns they were from..." He continues, "This is the best list we have of the cowboys who went, those in the picture as well as those that were not in the picture. Sixty-one are listed in addition to Captain Bullock, including John Owens of Newcastle, Wyoming, who got sick and left the train in Nebraska." Carl Steiger adds, "There is a touching sidebar to Sheriff John Owens having to leave the Cowboy Brigade in Broken Bow, Nebraska. It was reported in the Newcastle News-Journal on March 3, 1905 that 'He cried when he had to give up and leave his associates.' He was such a tough man and this provides a very different side to how the cowboys thought of their participation in the Brigade."



About the Photograph

Richard Wadsack of Cowboys & Images told us about the image:

We found the photo, which we're virtually certain was one of the original prints made by the photographer—a Mr. Prince of Washington, D.C.—at an auction. What struck me most about this particular piece was the quality of the image, its impressive size, and both the large number of Westerners portrayed in a single photo and that they had been identified by name. The photograph is 'tipped' with a permanent adhesive (or that has become permanent) to the printed board that bears the names and other information.

I had been collecting Western images a while and the photo played a big part in our deciding to start our business, Cowboys & Images. The poster featuring the photo was the first lithograph we produced. Bullock and Tom Mix were known to us, of course (Mix is what started me down this road in the first place, if you've read our bio on our site), and naturally we were curious about the stories of the other men in the photo; some formative efforts to research that turned up very little.

It occurred to me we needed help, so we approached True West magazine with the idea of a contest offering a free copy of the poster to folk who could provide verifiable information on the men we were unable to pin down. To our good fortune, they agreed and featured a spread of the photo with a listing of the names, and explained the offer, in their December 2006 issue [....] all but one of the replies came from people with ancestors in the photo [....]

It's our intention to compile abbreviated stories on all the fellows in a pamphlet or booklet at some point in the near future....


List of names

Richard Wadsack (with additional assistance from Carl Steiger) provided a complete list of the names, below, with indications in bold of those for whom information has been found. The first list shows those men pictured or named in the photo and the second list includes the other known attendees (who are not shown or named in the photo).

Shown or named in the photo.

  Frank Ackerman, Sturgis, South Dakota
William E. Bailey, Newcastle, Wyoming
  Madison Ballantyne, Lead City, South Dakota
  Seth Bullock, Deadwood, South Dakota
  Charles F. Calhoun
, Deadwood, South Dakota
  Ed Cessna
, Deadwood, South Dakota
  J.F. Conlon
, Pringle, South Dakota
  Jess L. Driskill
, Spearfish, South Dakota
  Joe E. Duling
, Newcastle, Wyoming
  George S. Fuller, Deadwood, South Dakota
  John D. "Jack" Hale, Sturgis, South Dakota
  Edwin "Shock" Hall
, Spearfish, South Dakota
Matt Hamilton, Deadwood, South Dakota
Eugene Heitter, Sundance, Wyoming
  Ed Hanschka, Deadwood, South Dakota
  Sebastian (Bass) B. Hitzel, Spearfish, South Dakota
Robert P. Holcomb, Rapid City, South Dakota
  Albe Holmes, Deadwood, South Dakota
G. W. Holmes, Spearfish, South Dakota
  Tom Howell, Newcastle, Wyoming
  Clyde Johnson
, Newcastle, Wyoming
  David Oliver Johnson
, Newcastle, Wyoming
  Percy Keys, Newcastle, Wyoming
Ed Leppla, Newcastle, Wyoming
  Henry Leppla, Spearfish, South Dakota
  R.F. McAdams, Pringle, South Dakota
  J.H. Minnick
, Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
  T.E. (Tom) Mix, Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
  Leo E. McLaughlin
, Newcastle, Wyoming
  W.J. McLaughlin, Newcastle, Wyoming
Will McLaughlin, Newcastle, Wyoming
  Mack Quest, Newcastle, Wyoming
Henry Roberts, Belle Fourche, South Dakota
  Theo Shoemaker, Pringle, South Dakota
  Clarence Smith, Newcastle, Wyoming
  Frank T. Smith, Sturgis, South Dakota
  David R. Thompson, Spearfish, South Dakota
  Charles H. Wilson, Harding, South Dakota
  Fred W. Wilson
, Harding, South Dakota
  Henry Wyttenbach
, Sturgis, South Dakota

Not shown or named in the photo.

  J.M. Barrett, Belle Fourche, South Dakota
  J.L. Bentley, Deadwood, South Dakota
Stanley Bullock, Belle Fourche, South Dakota
  Robert V. Carr, Whitewood, South Dakota
F.D. Culver, Deadwood, South Dakota
  James Dahlman, Chadron, Nebraska
  Howard Eaton, Wolff, Wyoming
  Renn Gardner, Beulah, Wyoming
  James Halley, Jr., Rapid City, South Dakota
  James Hart, Newcastle, Wyoming
  F.M. Hatch, Sioux City, Iowa
  Joe Lytle, Sundance, Wyoming
  W.E. (Ed) Matthews, Beulah, Wyoming
C.J. Milligan, Sioux City, Iowa
  A.M. Nichols, Newcastle, Wyoming
  John (Sheriff) Owens, Newcastle, Wyoming
  W.A. Rankin, Pringle, South Dakota
  J.M. Rickle, Deadwood, South Dakota
  D.P. (Devil Dan) Roberts, Belle Fourche, South Dakota
G.H. Waite, Sioux City, Iowa
  John West, Deadwood, South Dakota
  James Widner, Belle Fourche, South Dakota

Names in bold indicate those for whom information has been found.

Do you have information about any of the cowboys?  Contact:

or mail their info to:
Cowboys & Images
P.O. Box 53413
Shreveport, LA 71135-3413



Belle Fourche Bee, March 18, 1926 (transcription below)


Noted Movie Star Says He Will be in Belle Fourche July
5, 6 and 7


 Tuesday morning of this week a
telegram was received from Secretary
R.L. Bronson of the Tri-State Round-
Up, who is in Los Angeles, Calif.
stating that Tom Mix of moving pict-
ure fame had promised to attend the
first reunion and twenty-first an-
niversary of Captain Seth Bullock's
Cowboys and Rough Riders, who at-
tended the inauguration of President
Theodore Roosevelt in 1905, which
will be held in Belle Fourche during
the ninth annual Tri-State Round-Up,
July 5, 6, 7, 1926.

     Mr. Bronson went to California for
the purpose of interviewing Mr. Mix
on this proposition, an appointment
already having been made with Mr.
Mix by Jack Hale of Sturgis, who
spent the past winter in California.
Joe Dulling, another of the Rough
Riders, of Sheridan, Wyo. happened
to be in San Francisco, and accom-
panied Mr. Bronson and Mr. Hale to
Los Angeles.

     Invitations have been mailed to all
the cowboys and rough riders who
accompanied Captain Bullock to
Washington to the inauguration of
President Roosevelt, sixty-two in all,
and a number of replies have been re-
ceived at Round-Up headquarters ac-
cepting the invitation and expressing
pleasure at the prospect of a reunion
of the men, who in cowboy attire,
rode the streets of Washington twen-
ty-one years ago.

Shortly after the presidential elec-
tion of 1904, Captain Seth Bullock,
who was a close personal friend of
President Roosevelt, conceived the
idea of having a cowboy section in
the inaugural parade, and as a result
sixty-two men from the west donned
their high heeled boots, chaps and
other cowboy rigging, took their po-
nies and went to Washington for the
inauguration. This unique feature
caused much comment all over the
nation. After the cowboys left Wash-
ington they returned to their homes
and many of them have not met since
that time. The reunion in Belle
Fourche, July 5, 6, 7, will give these
men an opportunity to renew ac-
quaintances, and it is probable that
they will form an associations to keep
this acquaintanceship alive in the
years to come.

Invitations have also been extended
to Colonel Theodore Roosevelt and
Kermit Roosevelt to attend this event
as guest of honor.

Below is a list of those who went
to Washington with Captain Seth Bullock in 1905:

Deadwood—Seth Bullock, J.L. Bentley, Ed Cessna, Ed Hanschka, C.F. Calhoun, F. D. Culver, J.M. Rickle, G.S. Fuller, Albe Holmes, Matt Hamilton, John West.

Harding, S.D. C.H. Wilson, F.W. Wilson

Pringle, S.D.—J.F. Conlon, Theo. Shoemaker, R.F. McAdams, W.A. Rankin.

Beulah, Wyo.—W.E. Matthews, Renn Gardner.

Sundance, Wyo.—Joe Lytle, Eugene Heitter.

Belle Fourche, S.D.—D.P. Roberts, Stanley Bullock, J.M. Barrett, Henry Roberts, James Widner.

Wolff, Wyo.—Howard Eaton.

Sturgis, S.D.—J.D. Hale, Frank Smith, Henry Wyttenbach, Frank Ackerman.

Spearfish, S.D.—Jess Driskill, W. J. McLaughlin, Henry Leppla, S.B. Hitzel, Shock Hall, G.W. Holmes, D.R. Thompson, Wm. McLaughlin.

Rapid City, S.D.—James Halley, jr., R.P. Holcomb

Whitewood, S.D.—Robert V. Carr

Lead City, S.D.—Madison Ballentine

New Castle, Wyo.—John Owens, Mack Quest, D.O. Johnson, Leo McLaughlin, Joe Duling, Tom Howell, Ed Lepla, A.M. Nichols, James Hartt, Percy Keys, Clarence Smith, Clyde Johnson, Wm. Bailey.

Oklahoma City, Okla.—Thos. E. Mix, J. H. Minnick.

Sioux City, Ia.—G.H. Waite, F.M. Hatch, C.J. Milligan.

Chadron, Nebr.—James Dahlman




Article original courtesy of Carl Steiger.


Galveston Daily News, March 8, 1905  (transcription below; this account also appeared in other newspapers)



Captain of the Cowboy Brigade Finds the Inauguration
Show Significant,


By Seth Bullock

First Sheriff of Deadwood, S. D. Chief of
the Black Hills Forest Rangers. Commanding
the Cowboy Brigade in the Inaugural

'Washington, Friday—Looking at it from
the top of a cayuse, this inauguration appears
mighty significant to me. President
Roosevelt has already put his mark on the
country. At the end of another four years
the Roosevelt brand will be so clear it
won't wear off for many moons.

The crowds in Washington today show the
Roosevelt spirit. The people are mostly
bright and energetic, typical of the President.
It is just like it is on on the range.
It the owner of a ranch is an active, honest,
hard-working man, you can tell his
cowboys as far as you can see the outfit,
by the vigorous way they work. If the
owner is dissolute, dishonest or lazy, the
cowboys are likely to be the same way.

Now, long before most of us in Dakota
knew Roosevelt we used to hear about him.
Cowboys riding down to our country from
150 miles away used to say:
"That fellow Roosevelt up there on the
Little Missouri is dead square. He don't
maverick anybody else's calves. He don't
ask a man to ride a horse he don't ride,
and he don't make any man stand a watch
on the roundup that he ain't ready to
stand himself."

That is the kind of reputation Roosevelt
had in the cattle country, where the
things a man does and not what he talks
about makes his reputation. He's no fair
weather sailor, and our boys out West
know it. That's the reason sixty boys
have come down here with me. Nearly all
of them have ridden on the range, and a
good many of them used to know Theodore,
and they are all strong for him.

They have paid their own expanses and
will have to sell their ponies to get back,
all because they wanted to see one of their
own people, or rather, a man who had
lived with them, and is as much or more
a Westerner than Easterner, inaugurated
as President.

With Roosevelt in the White House this
talk of sectionalism is going to be stamped
out. The way this inauguration has
brought together Westerners and Easterners
and Northerners and Southerners
means a lot to the future of this country.

It looks to me like the people who were
coming to this Inauguration were the kind
who like the man who does real stunts
and don't delay. That's the reason the
cowpunchers like him.

We haven't any fear of his being too
impetuous. You don't hear any of that
talk about him on the range. The boys
there just say he has keen and accurate

The sixty boys with me are not Rough
Riders; they are not Black Hills rangers;
they are not dime novel heroes or stage
robbers. They are cowboys, and as such
are the real article, and the reason they
are here is because this is the first inauguration
of a man who knows them and
whom they know as square in the White
House as he was on the range.

One of the boys rode 120 miles In twenty-
four hours to get his horse on the
train before it left Deadwood. We have
all ages in the company.

Henry Roberts, who is fifteen, was born
on the range, and as good a rider as any
one. There are men who have been cowboys
for thirty years. Two of the boys
belong to the Black Hills Forest Rangers,
whose business it is to protect the trees in
the Black Hills forest preserve. Most of
the rest are from South Dakota and Wyoming.

Theodore has asked the boys to come
back to the White House after the procession
has passed the reviewing stand.
They will ride up to the steps under the
porte cochere, where he will stand and
shake hands with each man.

Now, that is a mighty nice thing, for
some of the boys are bashful and would
be lost if the President invited them to
the reception. But they are never bashful
in the saddle. Every one of them appreciates
the chance to shake Theodore's hand.

I'm willing to bet he will remember each
man that he knew when he lived in Dakota.
His memory for faces and the names
that go with them is certainly wonderful.
Blaine's memory for faces, some persons
say, was largely bluff, but it is straight
goods with the President.

I remember when he made his last Western
trip the boys on the South Dakota
range rode to meet him whenever the
train stopped at a water tank. Out of
crowds he would single out men whom he
had not laid eyes on for twenty years. He
would remember exactly where he had
last seen them. On that trip he would always
go out to see the cowboys who rode
to meet the train.

"Why," said he, "those boys have never
seen a President of the United States,
They have ridden a long way to this train.
It's my duty to go out and speak to them."

There is a horse with a Maltese cross
brand running on the range now. and I
tried to get one of the boys to bring it
down here, but It could not be arranged.
The Roosevelt brand was a Maltese cross,
and he branded that horse.

We from out West don't know all the
fuss made over the questions of precedence,
It was necessary for me to go to Mr. Warner's
headquarters today. He is the head
of the civic division, and talking to him
was a man wearing a uniform that looked
like the morning after the Fourth of July.
Honest, it would make a cowboy jump over
the monument. He was making a great
row because his marching club, which had
been in every inauguration since the Lord
knows when, had been given a place behind
the Roosevelt Club of Minneapolis,
which had never marched at any inauguration.

"I'll see what I can do about it," said
Mr. Warner.

Then I took the uniformed man by the
arm. "Don't kick," I told him. "If you try
to change your position, every one else will


want to change theirs, and the whole parade
will go to smash. We are going to
ride wherever we are placed. Anyway
wherever the cowboys are, that is the head
of the procession for us. Don't kick."

Here Is our official poem, by the official
poet, Bob Carr:

Us punchers sling no haughty style,
   Nor go we much on manners;
We look on dudelets out this way
   As only fit for "canners;"
And that is why you hear us cry
   We're always glad and ready
To throw our hats and let a yell
   In honor of our Teddy.

The boys are having a first-rate time in
Washington, We have no rules except

   Rule 1. Don't kick.
   Rule 2. Don't knock.
   Rule 3. Neither kick nor knock.

                     * * *

Say, we found ourselves
among a lot of friendly Indians today. The
boys like the way the crowd, all the way
from Capitol Butte to big White Ranch
House, put out their hand.

Not one is sorry he came, especially after
the way Theodore met us after we had
ranged up past the reviewing stand. He
had the boys ride up to the door of the
ranch house and shook hands with each,
and remembered every one he knew nineteen
years ago on the Little Missouri,
when he had the Maltese Cross outfit.

Every cowboy in the brigade was mightily
impressed with the ceremony today.
A lot of them have never been east of the
Missouri River, and, although they are as
keen as can be found anywhere, this visit
to Washington is just the thing they needed
to show them what a great country
this is.

As far as that goes, I think no one can
come to Washington from any part of the
United States without being struck by the
almighty bigness of the Government. They
get an idea, too, what their Representatives
are doing for them, and it is a lot.

Neither of our Senators from South Dakota
nor our Representatives can make
his expenses out of his salary.
There is a lot of patriotism in this country,
and !t certainly stuck out all over this
town today.

I saw millionaires waving flag and yell-
ing themselves hoarse for the President,
and when we cowboys came along there in
front of his reviewing stand we got the glad
hand from the President more than any one
else we saw.

Compared with the noise made by the
plug-hat-and-boiled-shirt political clubs, the
cowboy brigade was Quakerish and decorous.
To the President it made no difference
where a club came from, or whether or not
it represented a lot of cash. If the people
in the organization were good, clean-cut,
likely appearing Americans the President
would lean over the rail and wave his hat
to them.

Every man in the thirty thousand marching
today ought to know, unless he is
plumb locoed, that the boy who is now in
the White House is game, and will do just
what he says—give a square deal to every
man. That is the reason the cowboys who
are with me came down here. They want
to show their appreciation of having one
of their own kind of men in the saddle
ready to brand every proposition according
to his merits, and to rope any job that
comes his way, and not ask any man to do
anything he isn't willing to do himself.

A man who is big enough to build the
Panama Canal and put irrigation ditches
all through the West and make it blossom
like a rose and insist on a navy large
enough to keep the door open in China is
the man for us.

The cowboys in this brigade are a clean
cut, sober, industrious lot, and when you
find sixty such men who are agreed that
the President is O. K. you can just mark
it down that their verdict is straight

It meant a lot to us to see those hundreds
of thousands of people rounded up
in Washington to watch Theodore become
President; on his own responsibility. It is
all right, to talk about the splendor of the
durbars in India, but they are not to
be compared with this. The durbar is
an outfit of people who ride and do other
stunts because they are ordered to. The
people who attend the inaugural do it because
they want to. Of course, some of
the army and navy are ordered to Washington,
but if they were not they would
like to come independently.

I am a great believer in the flag and the
affect it has on gatherings like these. The
best thing for this country would be for
every man and woman to get a chance to
come to Washington and rub up against
people from other ranges.

Some of the boys are pretty much impressed
with the number of white people
in the East.

They put us pretty well back in the procession,
but we did not care, for our rules
are, "Don't kick, don't knock; neither kick
nor knock."

We were formed down near the Capitol
and the critters stood the waiting pretty
well. They are used to brilliant Western
sunsets, but that was the only thing that
saved them from bolting when these gold
lace Governors' staffs went loping by.
We are going to have an auction on
Monday, and all the cayuses will be
knocked down to the highest bidder. They
will make mighty good polo ponies, although
their past, work has been mostly
chasing wayward, stray cattle, instead of
a little white ball. They have to be sold
so the boys will have enough money to
get home on. Then some of them want a
little cash to blow in over in New York,
where they are going before they start
back to the range.

These boys can go some if necessary, but
there are not likely to be any fireworks
from them in New York. They just want
to learn the difference between the taste
of salt water and prairie hay.

We will all be gone from Washington
pretty soon. It has been a great roundup—
about the most successful ever held,
I guess. Theodore certainly did make good medicine.




The Washington Post, March 9, 1905 (transcription below)



Daring Riding by "Punchers"
from the West.



Young Theodore Roosevelt Given a Rousing
   Reception by Capt. Bullock's Men
   and They Present Him with a Handsome
   Horse and Cowboy's Outfit—The
   Hanging of a Horse Thief Exciting.


     Hanging a horse thief, roping and tying
down steers, riding the bucking
broncho, lassoing the wild pony, and the
presentation to a son of the President
of the United States of a pony and a
cowboy's outfit, comprised most of the
events of the programme that Capt. Seth
Bullock's cowboy band pulled off yesterday
afternoon at American League
Park. Filled with interest in the mode
of living of the cow punchers, a crowd,
equal in proportions to a bargain-day
throng at a baseball double-header, gath-
ered to witness one of the most unique
entertainment seen outside a "Wild
West" show. The bleachers were crowded,
and the grand stand was one-third
filled w i t h people, while before them in
the ball park were a pair of "Texas
steers" secured from a local abattoir,
and which were reprieved a day or so
to contribute their share to the entertainment
before being led to the slaugh-
ter.  The baseball diamond was roped
off to prevent the horses' hoofs treading
it into a mortar bed, but before the show
ended, mud was ankle deep everywhere.
The soggy condition of the turf made the
footing of the ponies uncertain, but be-
yond slipping and sliding, it brought little
discomfort to the sons of the plains.

     When Capt. Bullock appeared on the
field at 2:30 he was immediately followed
by a score of cowboys togged in their
odd costume, which has a peculiar fascination
for the little "tenderfeet" of the
East. The company lined up at the north
side of the park, and, moving in groups
of half a dozen each. they dashed to the
opposite side of the field, and formed
company front. Then they gave exhibitions
of fast riding. One cowboy, who
evidently had a thought of the gate receipts,
turned his attention to the hundred
or more [boys] who straddled the
fences to take in the show free. With
his lariat in hand, the cow puncher went
down the line aweing the boys, but they
ducked over the fence, and reappeared
as soon as the industrious "puncher"
passed. Several times he lassoed a
tardy one, but this served only to furnish
amusement for the throng. Finally
he gave up a hopeless task of clearing
the fence of "dead heads."

Fight on a Shed Roof

     A few moments later a cry from the
roof of a shed just outside the bleachers
brought everybody to their feet, and it
developed that a free-for-all fight was
taking place in the small but altitudinous
space A drunken man was hitting right
and left, and the inoffensive spectators
with him on the roof were forced to hit
back to prevent being forced over the
edge onto the ground. Three bluecoats
came to the rescue, and the intoxicated
enthusiast was landed on terra firma.

     After the dash exhibitions Cowboy
West, of South Dakota, entertained the
spectators by riding a bucking broncho.
The little sorrel was tame enough until
the  "puncher" mounted, and dug the
spurs into his charge, when the broncho
coiled up and tried to unseat his rider,
but was unsuccessful. Then the roping
and tying down of steers was announced,
when, the agents of the Society for
the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals
entered a protest, but the cowboys "gave
their word of honor" that they would
not injure the steers. And their word
was as good as a gold bond. Up to this
time the steers had been grazing on
games lost and "flies muffed" by the
last year's Senators, and seemed indifferent
as to what was going on. When the
"punchers" circled them, however, and
began brandishing their lariats, the steers
pricked up their ears and looked about.

     One member of the small slaughter-house
group had left his horns at home, and
time after time the noose missed its mark.
But the other steer, a bigger and fatter
one, was easy prey for the almost un-
[?ing] sling of the cowboys. The big
fellow was lassoed and tried to get
away but the pony set himself and the
rope became taut, and down came the
steer. A half dozen cowboys rushed
up and performed the tying stunt, and
the "beef" was helpless. The hornless
steer dashed through the rope and gave
the riders lots of sport before they finally
brought him to earth After tying
his legs and untying them, the steer
was rolled over, and a daring cowboy
mounted him and rode across the field.


Horse Thief Strung Up.

     With the field clear, one of the cowboys
rode to the center of the park, dismounted,
and made a bed of his blankets and
a pillow of his saddle. Taking his big
"shooter" in hand, he reclined for "a
night's rest " Presently the thief stole
silently to the pony, which was grazing near
its master and mounting, rode off.

     The sleeper suddenly awoke and saw the
fleeing thief. An alarm brought out the
camp of cowboys, who pursued the miscreant,
and he was quickly lassoed. The
pony and rider set sail for the nearest
tree, dragging the "thief" through the
sea of mud. Another cowboy climbed the
tree and passed an end of the rope over
a limb and half a dozen others did the
rest. Hanging by the neck, the "thief"
reached out with his feet for a foothold on
something, but all he could touch was
air. A few moments sufficed to make him
"deader than a door-nail," and then his
body was lowered over the back of a pony
and carried limp before the crowd as an
example of what the cow punchers do to
those who take horses that don't belong to
them. After lassooing a "wild" horse, the
field exhibition was at its end.

President's Son Honored

The company of twenty-one riders then
formed a circle around Capt. Bullock, and
Theodore Roosevelt, Jr., was introduced
to the dismounted cowboys, who all great-
ly esteem the President largely because he
once was "one of the boys" and has
great admiration for the "men of the
wild West." The cowboys doffed their big
hats in honor of young "Teddy," and gave
three of their novel cheers for him. ""Ted-
ddy" expressed his gratification for the
impromptu reception, after which the
cowboys offered him his choice of the
ponies. "Teddy" looked them over a moment
and finally selected a beautiful iron
gray one, which he mounted and rode off
to the White House stables. The handsome
saddle, blanket, and cowboy's outfit
were also a part of the gift. "Teddy"
and his gray had left the park before
most of the crowd learned of his identity.
The remaining ponies were then put up
at auction and all were disposed of at
prices that ranged from $40 to upward of
$100 The cow boys disbanded after the
ride and most of them are now on their
way to the West to take up their occupation
once more.



The Newark (Ohio) Daily Advocate, April 1, 1905 (transcription below)





How the President Greeted Seth
Bullock's Cowboys



Varied Remarks of the Cow Punch-
  ers as They Were Introduced—"Dash
  Me If You Ain't the Same Old 'Bad
  Lands Teddy' You Used to Be!" Ex-
  claimed One
—Seth Bullock's Views
  of the Inauguration.


  The feature of the inauguration cere-
monies which the president enjoyed
most of all was his reception of Cap-
tain Seth Bullock's cow punchers im-
mediately after the parade, says a
Washington special dispatch to the
New York World. Mr. Roosevelt was
so anxious to see his old friends of the
range that he stepped out under the
northern portico of the White House
bareheaded and waited for them to
come up from the west gate.

   "Here come my cow puncher
friends!" he exclaimed to the small
party that surrounded him. "And they
are the best fellows on earth."

   Before Captain Bullock, who led the
band, was under the portico the pres-
ident waved his hand at him and
shouted, "Seth, old man, you were the
hit of the parade!"

   Bullock dismounted and introduced
the cowboys to the president as they
rode up. The president shook hands
with each one of them and two or
three times with those with whom he
was best acquainted on the range. All
of the cowboys stayed on their horses,
and only three of them took their hats
off when they were introduced.

   Half of them addressed the president
as Teddy.

   The president's favorite words of
welcome to them were:

   "So glad to see you again."

   "I am delighted to have the pleasure
of seeing you again."

   "This is a great pleasure, a great

   The remarks of the cow punchers
were more varied.

   "Teddy, I wouldn't have missed see-
ing you for all the money from hell
to Texas!" shouted one of the South
Dakota crowd.

   "I wouldn't have missed seeing you
for—anything," replied to president.

   "This is the proudest day of my life
and will be until I am president my-
self," said a Montana cowboy.

   "I hope you will be," answered Mr.

   "This is me and Pete. Look out for
me and Pete!" roared a young fellow
with a flaring red handkerchief around
his neck. "I am from Oklahoma," he
added as he grasped the president's
hand, "and you're from South Dakota,
but you're all right, all right, Teddy."

   Nearly all the cowboys informed
the president that he was "all right."

   One of them rode back after he had
been introduced and said:

   "I want to get a good look at you to
see if you are the same 'Bad Lands
Teddy' that we knew out on the

   "I am just the same, just the same,"
replied the president as he stepped
back so that the light fell full on his

   "Dash me if you ain't," said the cow-
boy as he held tightly to the presi-
dent's hand and studied his face.
"You're the boss of the ranch here, too,
and I want to tell you that I'm glad
you are."

   "I know it; I know you are," was the 
president's laughing response, and aft-
er two more handshakes the man from
the Bad Lands gave way to the next
cow puncher.

   When Seth Bullock's son came along
his father started to introduce him, but
the president interrupted him with,
"You don't need to tell me who he is;
I remember young Seth."

   The president stopped several of the
cowboys for a moment when one or the
other recalled some incident in which
they both had figured. After the last of
the band passed through they assem-
bled just outside of the portico and
gave three shrill cowboy yells.

   "Thank you! Thank you!," repeated
the president. "I won't go back on my
own rough riders, but next to them
you were the best feature of the show.
I wouldn't have missed having you
here for anything. Goodby and good

   With a succession of yells, the happy
cow punchers swept out of the grounds
and down Pennsylvania avenue.

   The members of Troop A and the
rough riders when into the White
House in small squads and shook hands
with the president. Just before the
New York troops left the president
said to them:

   "I want to say a word of thanks to
the troops that were my escort when I
was inaugurated governor, when I was
inaugurated as vice president, and now
when I am inaugurated as president.
I want to tell you how I appreciate
your coming here and how proud I am
of you. You are not only a brave ap-
pearing body of men, but you have the
fighting stuff in you."


   Seth Bullock, first sheriff of Dead-
wood, S. D. and chief of the Black
Hills Forest rangers, who commanded
the cowboy brigade in the inaugural
procession, spoke as follows, about the
president's inauguration ceremonies,
says a Washington dispatch to the
New York Herald:

[What follows is here in the article above,
which starts:]

Washington—Say, we found ourselves
among a lot of friendly Indians today. The
boys like the way the crowd, all the way
from Capitol Butte to big White Ranch
House, put out their hand.......




True West article

In December, 2006, True West magazine printed the photo of "Bullock's Cowboys" on a two-page spread. The accompanying article began:

During the Spanish-American War, Seth Bullock of Deadwood, South Dakota, volunteered as one of Roosevelt's Rough Riders, becoming captain of Troop A in Grigsby's Cowboy Regiment. He had met Teddy Roosevelt in 1884, when Roosevelt as a deputy sheriff in Medora, North Dakota. When Bullock's good friend Teddy was named president of the United States, one former Rough Rider organized a group of cowboys to ride in the inaugural parade. The photograph above was taken on that day, on March 4, 1905, in Washington, D.C.

At the time, only four of the men had been identified: Seth Bullock; Tom Mix; J.H. Minnick, "who became one of the founders of the American Quarter Horse Association; and Albe Holmes, then superintendent of the Two Johns Mine near Deadwood. The man at the far left was assumed to be the photographer, a Mr. Prince.

The Wadsacks of Cowboys & Images offered a free poster for "significant information on the men featured in the photo" who are as yet unidentified. Many have since been identified. The Wadsacks state, "We have to reserve the right to judge whether the information is adequate and verifiable. A death notice of someone of the same or similar name, for example, isn't sufficient—and it would be extraordinary to receive additional information of note about the men our list shows we already have information on." It is also possible that information has been received and not updated on the list above. 

You can contact the Wadsacks:


Cowboys & Images
P.O. Box 53413
Shreveport, LA 71135-3413



About Cowboys & Images

From Cowboys & Images, by Richard Wadsack:

Toward the end of my father’s life, I learned, only by happenstance, that he had worked briefly for Tom Mix— helping tend to the famous cowboy’s equally renowned horse, “Tony.” This was during one of Mix’ tours with the Sells-Floto Circus in either 1929 or 1930. I can’t be sure.

Dad was not given to gabbing. I was in my late twenties before he ever even told me a little about his experiences in WWII, in late-night conversations over glasses of whiskey in my folks’ kitchen. It was during one of these sessions that the subject of Will Rogers came up and, in relation to Rogers, Tom Mix.

Several years after he died I got the urge to learn more about those personalities and times, in hopes of filling in the blanks between the stories and anecdotes Dad had shared with me—and to gain a fuller picture of my father, too.

My search took me farther and wider than I’d ever imagined, to the rodeo, wild west shows, silent movies, and the West that had inspired them. It became something of an obsession and, of course, I discovered I wasn’t the only one caught up in it.

Deborah and I spent thousands of hours in search of images before deciding to create this site. We hope it will be a useful and reliable resource for others—and a source of choice gifts and decoration for those who share our fondness for the American West.


Contact information

Do you have information about any of the cowboys?  Contact:

or mail their info to:
Cowboys & Images
P.O. Box 53413
Shreveport, LA 71135-3413


Obtaining the Poster


© Cowboys & Images, www.cowboysandimages.net
Find the image and more information
here   at Cowboys & Images (and below)

Find the large 24"x 36" lithograph image and more information here at
Cowboys & Images, where it is available for purchase.

The poster is described:

This large poster has been produced in a fine lithograph on heavy (80# cover) acid-free paper and coated with a protective, non-yellowing aqueous finish. The first edition of 500 carry a special seal. It reproduces the very rare image and briefly tells the story behind the 1905 photo. Forty cowboys are identified by name, including Bullock and Tom Mix.

Cowboys & Images offers a free poster for new, substantial information about the cowboys. Please see the information above for more about this offer. Cowboys & Images reserves the right to determine what is "substantial" and what is "new" information.




Additional links

  • Carl Steiger maintains a "virtual cemetery" for members of the Cowboy Brigade here at Findagrave.com.

  • HistoryNet.com includes an article by Robert K. DeArment on the Cowboy Brigade, here.

  • The YesterYear Once More blog includes information about the Cowboy Brigade with photos, articles, and more here.






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