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August 20, 2007

nugget o' history: Anniversary of a Flesh Wound

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The violent melodrama characterizing the recent murder of a journalist investigating "Your Black Muslim Bakery" has conjured the entire Bay Area history of political violence into our memories. Dan White, James P. Casey, David S. Terry... the list is long and impressive. The anniversary of one of our bloodier favorites is coming up this Thursday -- it's hard to believe that a mere 128 years have passed since the editor of the San Francisco Chronicle pumped a bullet into a future mayor.

It was the heart of a statewide political struggle to reform the constitution. Chronicle editor Charles De Young had just performed a 180-degree about-face from his support of populist firebrand (and bigoted jackass) Denis Kearney, and begun to attack him and his Workingman's Party in print at every opportunity.

Kearney had drafted a womanizing Baptist minister named Isaac Kalloch to run for mayor as his proxy, so De Young generously directed his vituperation towards the Reverend as well. "Skulking", "scoundrel", and "depraved sewer creature" were the sort of words that De Young might direct at someone who had merely failed to tip his hat in the street, and poor Kalloch suffered much, much worse. Though a minister, he energetically returned the favour -- but made the crucial error of insulting De Young's elderly mother.

This was 1879, and though the wildness was gradually draining out of the West, in San Francisco at least, words still led to deeds. On August 23rd, De Young, infuriated by the accusation that his mother ran a whorehouse, confronted the Reverend in front of his own church. As Kalloch strode into the street towards the editor's carriage, De Young leveled a pistol and drilled him twice in the leg.

De Young was arrested and spent a whole day in jail. A fine was issued and he was sent home -- hey, it was merely a flesh wound! As De Young recovered by taking a long Mexican vacation, city opinion turned towards Kalloch. He was elected to the mayorship on a sympathy vote.

But wait, the story doesn't end there... Isaac Kalloch's son (confusingly also named Isaac) was not about to forgive the shooting of his father. After months of waiting for De Young's return from the south -- and the news that De Young was planning to print a damning expose of his father's extra-marital affairs back in Boston -- the younger Kalloch woke up one morning and made a series of fortifying visits to the saloons in the 'hood. With a Smith & Wesson revolver securely in one pocket, he weaved toward the offices of the Chronicle at Bush and Kearney Streets.

Kalloch confronted Charles De Young without a word, drew his weapon and fired at point blank range. The first slug ripped into De Young's face, but the editor was also armed, and managed to draw his own weapon. Before De Young could fire, Kalloch's second shot caught him in the heart. According the Chronicle's own account, "ten minutes afterward, despite medical efforts, HE WAS A CORPSE!"

The younger Kalloch cooly pleaded self defense. A witness swore to having heard seven shots, one more than Kalloch's six-shooter could have fired. Though De Young had never pulled the trigger, the gentlemen of the jury were convinced that the seventh shot came from his gun. "CSI San Francisco" was unfortunately not yet on hand to examine the weapon, so Kalloch was acquitted.

Mayor Kalloch served out his term in relative peace, and Charles De Young's brother Michael took over the editorship of the Chronicle. Though the bizarre affair ended up with bullets in two men and one dead guy, nobody ever went to prison. Nobody, that is, except the witness at Kalloch's trial, who was eventually convicted for perjury.


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Comments (12)

What a great story! MORE PLEASE!

 

Coming soonish to Sparkletack.com!

 

Yay!

 

Attention childrens...history is fun!

 

"'CSI San Francisco' was unfortunately not yet on hand to examine the weapon."

How about "Nash Bridges?"
:)

 

Yeah, cool story. That kind of feuding reminds me of the story about Dutch Charley Duane over at the Encyclopedia of San Francisco. Dutch Charley was the SF fire chief for awhile, as well as being a political bully, or "shoulder striker." That article has stories about gun fights over land disputes about Alamo Square and Golden Gate Park.

Richard: Did Dutch Charley and De Young ever cross paths?

- Jeremy_NotSFist

 

That's a great question, Jeremy - Dutch Charley was one of the guys who got kicked out of town by the second committee of Vigilance in 1856; since the Chronicle was founded in 1865, if De Young tangled with him it was as a private citizen rather than an editor.

Dutch Charley wrote a memoir called "Against the Vigilantes" which I'm dying to read...

 

Is that an etching of an olde timey drive-by? The brigand bearing the sidearm appears to be rolling on 40s.

 

More stories like this! Thank you!

 

According to that Encyclopedia SF article, Charley came back to the City in 1860. They say he got into it with people who had moved on to his land while he was gone and was still shooting people and getting shot in 1873.

I assume you can't Google those early editions of the Chron. Does anyone know if they're archived anywhere?

- Jeremy_NotSFist

 

In 1856, Charles De Young was all of 10 years old. He founded the Chronicle when he was 19 years old along with his 16 year old brother.

The teenagers scoop the rest of the SF press when one of them was hanging out at the telegraph office on April 16th of 1865, and news of Abe Lincoln's assassination came over the wires. Right then and there, their little theater advert became a big deal.

 

"Though the bizarre affair ended up with bullets in two men and one dead guy, nobody ever went to prison. Nobody, that is, except the witness at Kalloch's trial, who was eventually convicted for perjury."

And that's different from todaaayy... how?

 
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