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>> http://truckeehistory.tripod.com/history7.htm
>>
>> GUNFIGHT IN TRUCKEE: THE TEETER – REED DUEL
>> By: Guy H. Coates
>>
>> Teeter became best known following his single-handed arrest of Joseph
>> Tiereny in July 1873 after Tierney had stabbed a man to death in El
>> Dorado County. Teeter received a message that Tierney had a half-brother
>> who resided in Russell Valley, just north of Truckee, that he might be
>> headed that way. Teeter set out alone for Russell Valley. On the way, he
>> encountered a surprised Tierney. Before Tierney could resist, Teeter
>> drew his revolver and arrested him.
>>
>> During the many years that Teeter served as Constable, James Reed served
>> on and off as his deputy. The two men competed for the more prestigious
>> elected office of town constable, with Teeter winning most of the time.
>> Although they cooperated together as lawmen, their friendly rivalry
>> began to evolve into an open conflict.
>>
>> Reed was tough man whose reputation swelled following an incident when
>> he was attacked by a man wielding a large Bowie knife. Reed, who was
>> unarmed at the time, defended himself by picking up a large rock,
>> striking the on the head as he lunged at Reed, killing the man instantly.
>>
>> Many of Reed’s friends belonged to the “601” vigilante group, whose aim
>> it was to run anyone they deemed to be “undesirable” out of town. It was
>> widely believed that Reed himself was a member, and this didn’t set well
>> with Jake.
>>
>> The town itself was widely divided over the Chinese issue. An
>> anti-Chinese group known as the “Caucasian League” sought to rid the
>> town of lower paid Chinese workers, many of who decided to make Truckee
>> their home after helping build the transcontinental railroad. Reed was
>> not only a member of this group, but one of its leaders.
>>
>> One evening, a group of self-appointed vigilantes set fire to the
>> bunkhouse of a group of Chinese workers who had been hired by Joseph
>> Gray to cut lumber. At approximately one o’clock in the morning, a mob
>> of angry white men, led by Reed, set the bunkhouse ablaze while the
>> workers were sleeping inside.
>>
>> As the terrified workers fled, the mob fired on them with revolvers,
>> rifles, and a shotgun, wounding many of them. One man, Ah Ling, was
>> killed by a shotgun blast. James Reed owned the shotgun, which was
>> loaded with a deadly wire load.
>>
>> Reed and six others were subsequently arrested and a highly publicized
>> trial followed. Reed and his friends were ultimately acquitted because
>> of “lack of evidence.” Teeter felt that the town he had grown to love
>> had lost all respect for law and order.
>>
>> Teeter was again elected constable in 1890 but began to feel he was
>> losing community support. Reed and Teeter had once again ran against
>> each other again for constable, but this time it was a bitter fight.
>> Following the election, the two men rarely spoke to each other.
>>
>> During the months following the election, Jake began to spend more time
>> at Hurd’s saloon drinking with his friends. ( Hurd’s Saloon was located
>> in the Capitol Building in the space currently occupied by The
>> Pharmacy.) Teeter openly stated to anyone who would listen that the 601
>> were nothing but a bunch of murderers and cowards. Perhaps it was his
>> intention that would be overheard Reed’s friends.
>>
>> On the evening of November 6, 1891, at 5pm, Teeter went into Hurd’s for
>> a whisky. While drinking alone at the handsome old bar, the front door
>> opened and Reed and several of his friends walked in, passing Jake, and
>> sat down at a table in the rear of the saloon.
>>
>> From the bar, Teeter’s voice rambled, addressing no one in particular:
>> “I ain’t no of a and I never beat a man’s brains out with a rock.”
>>
>> Upon hearing this, Reed spoke up, “Are you addressing me?”
>>
>> Teeter turned slowly from the bar and with a cold stare replied, “You
>> can take it if you want to.”
>>
>> Reed rose slowly from his chair and retorted, “See here Jake, I don’t
>> want any trouble with you, but you’ve been harassing me long enough. I
>> don’t want to hear any more of it and you’ve got to quit!”
>>
>> Reed approached Teeter and the two men began to argue, the words growing
>> more heated, until, in a rage, Teeter drew his revolver. Reed grabbed
>> Teeter’s weapon, and the two men scuffled. “I don’t intend to be
>> killed,” shouted Reed, at which time Teeter finally handed his gun over
>> to R.W. Dixon, a mutual friend.
>>
>> Teeter promptly turned and stomped out of the saloon, but felt that he
>> had been humiliated in public and, worse yet, he had surrendered his
>> firearm. Jake promptly headed for home and re-armed himself.
>>
>> Meanwhile, at Hurd’s saloon, a friend of Reed’s turned to him and said,
>> “You’d better get your revolver, Jake’s apt to arm himself again and
>> come back.” Reed went out the back door to his residence on Jibboom
>> Street, where he boldly strapped on his holster and six shooter.
>>
>> At 5:15 pm, a witness standing outside the bar, W.H. Prouty, saw Teeter
>> striding down Front Street carrying a pistol, headed directly to Hurd’s.
>> As he approached the front door, Teeter examined his gun and put it in
>> his holster.
>>
>> By this time, Reed had already returned to his table to finish his
>> supper in the company of Johnny Bourdette, Eddie Martin and R.W. Dixon.
>>
>> Teeter quietly entered the saloon and saw a friend, George Cannon,
>> standing by the wood stove. Jake strode casually toward Cannon and spoke
>> briefly with Cannon, while watching Reed and his friends.
>>
>> Several quiet minutes passed before Reed and his friends stood up and
>> began to walk from the rear of the saloon. Reed was the last in his
>> group, which walked past the bar toward the front door.
>>
>> A witness, John Durand, said later: “As Reed came out of the dining
>> room, Teeter advanced toward him. Saying nothing, he leveled his pistol
>> and fired.” Unbelievably, the first shot missed Reed, but passed through
>> the hat of a bystander has he dived for cover.
>>
>> Two other shots went wild, as everyone else in the saloon either dropped
>> to the sawdust covered floor, crawled under tables or tried to hide
>> behind posts.
>>
>> Quicker than it can be said, Reed drew his pistol and fired four times –
>> so quickly that some witnesses believed they only heard two or three
>> rounds. Others later said they heard a dozen. However, four bullets
>> struck Jacob Teeter.
>>
>> When the smoke cleared, Teeter had fallen heavily to the floor next to
>> the billiard table. Witnesses rose and stood in shocked silence.
>>
>> Reed examined himself, expecting to find a wound, but probably due to
>> the effects of the whiskey, Teeter’s aim had been worse than bad.
>> Finally, someone shouted, “Jake’s hurt badly- go fetch Doc.”
>>
>> Doctor’s Curless and Curdy hurried to Teeter’s home, where bystanders
>> had carried the wounded constable. Throughout the night, Teeter remained
>> unconscious, while the doctors did what they could to alleviate the
>> pain, but as the night wore on, Teeter Faded. At 10:30 am, on Saturday,
>> November 7, 1891, Jake Teeter died.
>>
>> James Reed surrendered himself to Deputy Constable Long, but was not
>> locked up. A coroner’s inquest was held the following day. Truckee’s
>> famous attorney, C.F. McGlashan, represented Reed.
>>
>> After all the evidence had been examined and witnesses questioned, the
>> verdict was read: “We the jury find that Jacob Teeter came to his death
>> from wounds inflicted by a pistol held in the hands of James Reed, and
>> that in our opinion he acted in self defense.”
>>
>> The eight- man jury and coroner signed the verdict. James Reed was
>> released.
>>
>> Teeter was buried in Truckee’s cemetery where a large tombstone marks
>> his grave. Most of Truckee’s citizens attended the funeral, except for
>> James Reed.
>>
>> On March 27, 1905, a story appeared in the Truckee Republican. The
>> headline read, “Pioneer James Reed Dies of Old Age.” The article stated
>> that Reed had been living the lonely life of a hermit in a small cabin
>> in Truckee for over thirteen years. He apparently felt remorse, and his
>> life had been a burden since the day he shot and killed Jake Teeter.
>>
>> Once handsome and popular, it turned out that Reed’s friends gradually
>> abandoned him. His hair had turned gray and his beard had grown long. He
>> died from old age, self-neglect and loneliness. James Reed is also
>> buried in Truckee’s cemetery, but in an obscure, unmarked grave.
>>
>> While the incident remains a tragic event in Truckee’s history, Jacob
>> Teeter is still remembered as the town’s earliest and bravest lawman.