George W. Brown

At about 7:20 on a dark, winter evening, mounted Officer George W. Brown, patrolling in the area of 26th Street and Broadway, decided to stop and interview a bicyclist. The bicyclist seemed to be loitering, leaning his bike against a telephone pole in front of a house with a yard, trees and luxuriant foliage. Brown dismounted and led his horse over to near where the individual was standing. He called the bicyclist to come to him.

Without warning, from the shadowy foliage behind the bicyclist, “a hand was thrust out of the darkness and three shots rang out as one. Brown staggered back exclaiming “Murder! Murder! I am shot!”

Two of the shots struck Brown in the chest. One round severed his pulmonary artery. After being shot, Brown staggered back and fell into the gutter. The bicyclist ran to his aid, as did an off-duty fireman. Together, they carried the mortally wounded officer across the street to Providence Hospital. Unable to give an account on the attack, Brown expired minutes after reaching the hospital.

The murderer fled along 26th Street towards Telegraph. An off-duty police officer that lived nearby heard the shots and Brown’s cry. He called in the alarm. “All avenues of egress from Oakland were closely guarded,” and the department quickly spread word of the shooting to all the neighboring jurisdictions.

The investigators learned that shortly before the attack on Brown, a “footpad” (robber) had robbed a young man at gunpoint in the neighborhood. They theorized that the robber, hiding in the shadows cast by the trees and buildings, mistakenly thought Brown was beckoning to him, and intended to arrest him for the robbery. Fear of arrest led him to shoot Brown.

The murderer managed to escape from Oakland, but was apprehended several years later in Stockton.

Fred M. Bristol

Constable Fred M. Bristol was attending a Mexican Ball on Sixth Street as a spectator on the evening of May 5, 1904. After taking his wife home, he returned to see if he was needed officially. There was trouble between three men and Bristol and his deputy decided to arrest them. Two were taken into custody per the deputy and the third fled. Bristol gave chase. Shortly after midnight, a young man going home from town found Bristol’s body near Sixth and D streets. He had been stabbed.

On May 6, Francisco Ortiz was arrested for Bristol’s murder and positively identified as the man Bristol had chased.

Bristol, 33, had been elected Constable for Chino Township in 1896 and re-elected in 1902. He was from Nebraska and had lived in Chino for 10 years.

James H. Smith, Jr.

On a Friday evening, at around 6:20 p.m., Officer James H. Smith Jr., was on patrol in the area of 14th and Madison. He saw two men pushing bicycles down the street. They caught his interest because of the suspicious manner in which they were examining the residences. Smith “concluded to keep them under surveillance.” Their tour of the neighborhood took them all the way around the block back to the point at which Smith had first seen them.

Officer Smith determined that the “twain were crooks” and stopped them. Placing them under arrest for being “suspicious characters,” he ordered them to start heading for the City Hall jail. One of the outlaws stepped backward and drew a revolver. Smith began to draw his own weapon. The outlaw shot at Smith, hitting him twice. The officer returned fire and, missing his assailant, struck the other suspect twice. In all, seven shots were exchanged.

The two outlaws fled and Smith, mortally wounded, staggered to a nearby residence where he collapsed on the steps. Passersby and residents gathered to aid the stricken policeman. Meanwhile, witnesses to the shooting trailed the suspects to the area of 14th and Oak. The wounded suspect fell to the ground and succumbed to his wounds. The “shooter” made good his escape, yet left numerous clues behind him.

Before going on duty that day, Smith spoke with one of his brothers and said he intended to work extra that night because he had “porch climbers and other miscreants” working the area. His brother cautioned him to be careful. Smith vowed to arrest the perpetrators.

Officer James H. Smith Jr., 33, had been appointed to Oakland Police Department in late 1901. He was survived by his mother, three brothers, and two sisters.

William E. Tibbett

Bakersfield City Marshal Thomas Jefferson Packard and Deputy Marshal William E. Tibbet were shot and killed in a shoot out with outlaw Jim McKinney. McKinney was also killed in the shoot out.

“McKinney’s head shattered with a load of buckshot. But not before city Marshal Jeff Packard and Deputy Marshal Will Tibbet had been done to death by the murderer.” (headline in the Daily Californian evening paper April 20, 1903)

Jim McKinney is in the morgue with his head shattered by a charge of buckshot fired by Bert Tibbet. City Marshal Packard lies cold in death from wounds received from the outlaw McKinney. Will Tibbet is dead from a rifle ball supposed to have been fired by Al Hulse. Hulse is in the county jail.

Bert Tibbet, brother of the dead officer, (William Tibbet) and who shot McKinney to death tells graphically the story of the battle in the back yard of the Hop Joint on L Street. He said “We left the jail at about ten o’clock, there were in the party Sheriff Kelly and Deputy Baker, Tower, my brother Will and myself, Sheriff Collins and Lovin, and City Marshal Packard, and Deputy Etter. Kelly and Lovin rode together, and Jeff and Bill were in Jeff’s buggy, Quinn was in the hack with the rest of us.

It was agreed that Jeff and Bill should search the house while the rest of us guarded the corners. Kelly and I took up our station in front of the house. It seemed to me that it was 15 minutes after the boys entered the house, before the shots were fired. I ran across towards the rear entrance, Etter was ahead of me. He had broken down the gate and was firing at McKinney, who stood in the doorway, I saw Jeff standing at the turn of the closet. He was bleeding with his arms shattered. I thought McKinney was in the closet and called to Jeff asking, “No he isn’t in here, look out Bert look out for God’s sake he’ll get you. He’s in the door.” Just then I saw Mc Kinney standing in the door and I fired hitting him in the neck. He staggered back and went over to the window where Tower shot him.

Packard fired through the open door and McKinney shot him in the neck, knocking him out through the rear door. Tibbet was shot from the side, the ball passing through the kidneys. When Bert Tibbet and Etter broke into the back yard, Will Tibbet was lying on the ground and McKinney was shooting at Packard who was at the corner of the closet. It was here that the Marshal was so grievously wounded in the arms.

Thomas Jefferson Packard

Bakersfield City Marshal Thomas Jefferson Packard and Deputy Marshal William E. Tibbet were shot and killed in a shoot out with outlaw Jim McKinney. McKinney was also killed in the shoot out.

“McKinney’s head shattered with a load of buckshot. But not before city Marshal Jeff Packard and Deputy Marshal Will Tibbet had been done to death by the murderer.” (headline in the Daily Californian evening paper April 20, 1903)

Jim McKinney is in the morgue with his head shattered by a charge of buckshot fired by Bert Tibbet. City Marshal Packard lies cold in death from wounds received from the outlaw McKinney. Will Tibbet is dead from a rifle ball supposed to have been fired by Al Hulse. Hulse is in the county jail.

Bert Tibbet, brother of the dead officer, (William Tibbet) and who shot McKinney to death tells graphically the story of the battle in the back yard of the Hop Joint on L Street. He said “We left the jail at about ten o’clock, there were in the party Sheriff Kelly and Deputy Baker, Tower, my brother Will and myself, Sheriff Collins and Lovin, and City Marshal Packard, and Deputy Etter. Kelly and Lovin rode together, and Jeff and Bill were in Jeff’s buggy, Quinn was in the hack with the rest of us.

It was agreed that Jeff and Bill should search the house while the rest of us guarded the corners. Kelly and I took up our station in front of the house. It seemed to me that it was 15 minutes after the boys entered the house, before the shots were fired. I ran across towards the rear entrance, Etter was ahead of me. He had broken down the gate and was firing at McKinney, who stood in the doorway, I saw Jeff standing at the turn of the closet. He was bleeding with his arms shattered. I thought McKinney was in the closet and called to Jeff asking, “No he isn’t in here, look out Bert look out for God’s sake he’ll get you. He’s in the door.” Just then I saw Mc Kinney standing in the door and I fired hitting him in the neck. He staggered back and went over to the window where Tower shot him.

Packard fired through the open door and McKinney shot him in the neck, knocking him out through the rear door. Tibbet was shot from the side, the ball passing through the kidneys. When Bert Tibbet and Etter broke into the back yard, Will Tibbet was lying on the ground and McKinney was shooting at Packard who was at the corner of the closet. It was here that the Marshal was so grievously wounded in the arms.

Charles H. Cummins

On June 4, 1902, Constable Charles Cummins and his wife were in their front yard in DeLaMar, as Benjamin Williams approached the area, intoxicated.  Williams fired a rifle shot at a dog walking with two men on the road.  Constable Cummins led his wife to the side as Williams approached, recognizing the Constable.  Without a word, Williams raised his rifle and shot Deputy Cummins in the chest and ran for the nearby woods.  Mrs. Cummins took her husband’s revolver from his pocket and fired five shots at Williams as he fled.  Williams was pursued by a number of armed men.  A lynching was avoided by the actions of two special officers who captured Williams as the angry mob tracked him.  Williams was described as “a strapping mountaineer whose naturally lawless nature needed only the incentive of bad whisky to move him to the awful crime”  Williams was tried and sentenced to twenty-five years imprisonment.