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Bil Bel: The Gunslinger of Central City, Colorado
ack in the old days, Central wasn't much of a shoot-em-up kind of town.
In recent years, however, there have a few incidents of gunplay, and much of this gun-slinging was done by one man: Bil Bel.
You may detect a short supply of the letter L in his name.
"The way I figure it," William J. Bell, Jr. often said of the twelfth letter of the alphabet, you've only get so many of them and when you use 'em all up, that's it."
That's why this slight man went by the slight name of Bil Bel.
As in, "Bil, please run out and find the cop. It's almost closing time and I don't think those two big lugs over there are going to let me close."
That happened back in the sixties in a bar on Main Street. Bel couldn’t find the cop - there was only one then - so he did the only right and true thing: He deputized himself.
Or, to put it another way, he strapped on his Ruger .44 magnum.
He strode into the bar and made an announcement to the tough guys:
"Get out of my town."
They scoffed. "That thing ain't loaded and even if it was, you wouldn't shoot it."
They took a step toward Bel. Whereupon Bil pulled the pistol out of its holster and fired a round into the ceiling.
Wham!
They left. The slug was stopped by a large support beam, but it scared the hell out the guys playing pinochle upstairs in the Elks Club.
Bil knew his stuff. He owned several pistols and rifles and he loaded his own ammo for all of them. He developed ballistics theories and tested them. And he was a helluva shot, probably the best for miles around.
Proof of this came one sunny morning after a dozen or so guys camped out up in the hills above Central. The amusement was to try to hit that beer can way over there. Sixty or so attempts had resulted in just three hits.
All the commotion caused Bil Bel to roll out of his sleeping bag, assume a .semi-supine position with his rifle steadied on his foot, and with just three shots, match all the shooting that had gone before. Pling, pling, pling. Bel didn’t waste L's, or ammunition.
What did a guy like Bil Bel, obviously born a century late, do for a living? He worked as a watchman. Vern Terpening used to have a lot of valuable Indian jewelry in his store on Main Street and he let Bil have a room upstairs in exchange for guarding.
One night, back in the seventies, a break-in occurred. The intruder was methodically going through the storerooms upstairs filling a bag with loot when he made the mistake of kicking in the door of Bil Bel's room. A single shot from the pistol under Bel’s pillow made the mistake a fatal one.
The legals determined that Bel was justified in killing that man, but it wasn't quite so simple in The Case of the Burning Boxcar.
It began when a guy spirited Bil Bel's woman away. Away to live in an old boxcar by Clear Creek.
The Code of the West indicated action, so Bel took some. He set fire to the boxcar to flush out the lowlife who ran off with his woman, then sat up on the hill and fired at him with his rifle. Shot after shot. Reload. More shots.
But he didn’t hit him. Not once.
Charged with attempted homicide, Bil Bel was appointed an attorney by the court.
The attorney devised a bizarre defense revolving around this fact: If Bil Bel had actually attempted to kill the man, he would have succeeded. Since he didn't, Bel wasn't really trying to kill him.
He was just registering disapproval.
The jury bought it. After all, they knew Bel Bel, too.
- by Lew Cady -

For several decades Lew was an award-winning copywriter with a prominent Denver Advertising Agency. He “retired” to spend his time between his home in Denver and hanging out as a “local” in Central City where he publishes a small tounge-in-cheek newspaper, “The Little Kingdom Come,” when he damn well feels like it.



One of a series of articles which will periodically appear about colorful characters in Central City, Colorado...a historic gold mining town that thrived between 1859 and 1880, and boasted of being
“the richest square mile on earth”...for a little while!

Gunslinger History
Bent's Old Fort
was located along the Arkansas River, on the Mountain Route of the Santa Fe Trail which extended from Independence, Missouri to Santa Fe, New Mexico. This successful TRADING POST was built in 1833 by the Bent Brothers, William and Charles, in a successful partnership with Ceran St. Vrain. It facilitated friendly trading amongst the trappers and hunters, with the Cheyenne, Arapaho and Kiowa Indians, and with Mexico...which in the 1830's claimed all the territory immediately to the south. The fort became a welcome stop for travelers on the Santa Fe Trail and the Bents enjoyed an excellent relationship with the Indians.

Bent's Old Fort became an important catalyst for change and expansion in the early west.
Storekeeper at Bent's Old Fort. ©June 1980.
Part of the Living History Program.
As tensions increased in the area during the late 1840's...between the Indians and the whites, and between the United States and Mexico... the fort served various purposes: as a U. S. Indian agency, a storehouse for military supplies and as quarters for U. S. soldiers. Later it became a stage stop and cattle corral.

The fort was vacated in 1849 and it gradually deteriorated. The comprehensive adobe replica is as accurate as records can provide...and is a fascinating tourist attraction which bustles with the activity of early trading on the frontier.

-Eight miles east of La Junta, Colorado. 1-719-383-5032-



Leadville, Colorado

Leadville, Colorado
Panning for Gold. 1899 Engraving
GOLD was discovered in Leadville in April of 1860 and by mid-summer, 8,ooo would-be miners had descended. (During the previous two years, rich deposits had been discovered in Colorado at Central city, Georgetown, Fairplay, Breckenridge and near Pike's Peak.) Leadville was then called Oro City, Oro being the Spanish word for gold. Gold fever hung thick in this rarefied atmosphere at 10,152 feet above sea level and within five years over four million dollars of gold had been taken from a massive array of sluice boxes. By 1865, however, the supply of easily-available gold had dwindled and Oro City was left with about fifty persistent miners.

By the mid-1870's some die-hard prospectors discovered that local heavy black sand contained lead...and SILVER...and by the 1880's, 135 hard rock mines were in operation.
Baby Doe's Cabin
Interior of Baby Doe's cabin at the Matchless. ©May 2004.
SILVER was the fever of the moment and Leadville...along with its 106 saloons... was booming.

The area brought wealth...for a while...and fame to a few, notably the Tabors and the Browns.

In 1884 Maggie Tobin traveled from Hannibal, Missouri, to Leadville and two years later she married a mine superintendent, James J. Brown. In the 1890's the Little Jonny mine struck rich GOLD deposits and James' one-eighth share made him wealthy. The Browns moved to Denver and the unsophisticated "Molly Brown" strived incessantly to be accepted in Denver society. Fame came unexpectedly on her 1912 return trip from Europe on the Titanic, and due to her heroism and ample flair for publicity she soon became "The Unsinkable Molly Brown."

Horace Warner Tabor became another Leadville legend. Horace (H.A.W.) prospected for gold in Leadville's famed California Gulch during the 1860's and operated a general store into the 1870's. He grubstaked various prospectors for a share of their silver operations and struck it rich within two years. Along the way he purchased the Matchless (which produced large quantities of silver) and other mines, became a prominent Leadville businessman and silver baron, and created a scandal by divorcing his wife, Agusta, and marring Elizabeth Doe in 1883. "Baby Doe" later became famous and the focus of the opera, The Ballad of Baby Doe. Horace and Baby Doe moved to Denver, traveled extensively and spent lavishly.

The silver market collapsed in 1893 and Leadville along with it. The Tabors were caught off -guard when the United States replaced silver with the Gold Standard for currency, bankrupting them and many others. The mining of lead, zinc and some copper managed to keep Leadville alive, but Horace died in 1899.

Baby Doe soon moved back to Leadville where she holed up in the existing crude wooden buildings of the Matchless Mine. In reality, the Tabors had lost that mine and the owners graciously allow her to live there. She lived like a virtual hermit for 35 years, waiting for silver prices to rejuvenate the abandoned mines. It never happened...and Baby Doe was discovered frozen in her sparse, lonely cabin during the cold March winter in 1935.

Leadville emerged...AGAIN...in 1918, when the Climax mine opened as one of the world's best sources for molybdenum, an alloy used to harden steel and manufacturing chrome. It employed 3,000 at its peak and trains would haul 14,000,000 tons of ore, yearly, from the mine to be processed. The Climax mine closed in 1987 due to the discovery and use of other rich "Moly" deposits and the drastic lowering of the metals' price. Leadville AGAIN fell on tough times.

Baby Doe's Cabin Caretaker
Present caretaker at the Matchless Mine. ©May 2004.
It remains today a fascinating, colorful town, with much to experience. You can tour historic buildings, including the Tabor Opera House, the Heritage Museum, extensive mine tailings and what remains of shacks and head frames from the glory days of mining. There is even an annual Pack Burro race in August. The mining town oozes with history, retaining its roots and a very strong local pride, and it continues to this day...the "Unsinkable Leadville," Colorado.

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