Wednesday, January 23, 2019
Tragedy Near McLellan
It was Sunday morning, June 24, 1934.
Luther D. Padgett, known as L.D., and his wife Daisy
were making the three mile walk from their once shared home to the residence of
her parents. L.D. was walking slightly
behind Daisy, and simmering with sadness, and anger that she had refused his
efforts to reconcile and move back in with him. They had been separated since
Christmas. He later told Sheriff Joe
Allen, “I loved her and I couldn’t stand to see her go.” Using a turpentine hack, he hit and slashed
her in the back, and as she fell struck her in the neck, chest, and
stomach. As he dragged her off the road
and into the woods, she begged him to let her see their two small children once
more before she died. He left her
moaning and dying in the woods. He disposed of a bundle she had been carrying
in a nearby creek, and tossed the murder weapon into some bushes.
Padgett returned home and tried to sleep, but it was
too warm. He walked to a nearby friend’s house, then actually visited some of
Daisy’s family, before returning home to be met by Sheriff Joe Allen and placed
under arrest. Padgett almost immediately gave Allen a confession.
Sheriff Allen had been notified earlier of the
discovery of a body by a cattleman named Ed Fuqua. Mr. Fuqua had been walking
down the road looking for some of his cattle and noticed blood on the side of
the road and drag marks going into the woods.
He found Daisy’s body and reported it to the Sheriff.
The events described occurred very near the Alabama,
Florida state line near McLellan. Daisy
was the daughter of Lawrence Clayton Locklin, and Hattie Mae Fleming Locklin.
Her younger brother was Lawrence Hankins Locklin, also known as Hank Locklin,
the very popular country music artist. She was employed at a restaurant in
Brewton, Alabama. Her and L.D. Padgett
had married in Escambia County, Alabama on March 30, 1929. At the time of her
death they had a four-year-old son and a baby daughter who were subsequently
raised by her parents. Daisy was buried at the McClellan cemetery.
L.D. Padgett was the son of Robert Lee Padgett, and Mary
Blanche Smith Padgett. Many of the family members from both the Padgetts, and
the Locklins are buried at the McClellan cemetery.
Justice
Timeline
26 Sep 1934.
L.D. Padgett was indicted by the grand jury on a charge of first-degree
murder. The court appointed attorney’s J.T. Wiggins, and T. Franklin West of
Milton to represent Padgett. The prosecutor
was E. Dixie Beggs, and Judge L.L. Fabisinski would hear the case.
29 Sep 1934. L.D. was convicted of first-degree murder
without recommendation of mercy by the circuit court jury and sentenced to
death in the electric chair at the state prison in Raiford by Judge L.L.
Fabisinski. The trial lasted most of one
day and the jury deliberated for 30 minutes before returning the verdict. Padgett had made an oral confession to
Sheriff Allen, and later a full written confession after his arrest.
8 Oct 1934. Padgett was transferred to the county jail
in Pensacola to await transfer to Raiford. Sheriff Allen stated that he had
received orders from Governor Dave Sholtz to bring the prisoner to the Escambia
County jail. He said he did not know the reason for the transfer.
27 Sep 1935.
Padgett appealed his death sentence on the grounds that the crime was
not premeditated, but the Florida Supreme court reaffirmed his death sentence.
2 July 1936. A
hearing was scheduled to ask the State Pardon Board to commute his sentence to
life. Also scheduled was a hearing for a
convicted wife murderer from Pensacola named Lee Clark. T. Franklin West was
there to represent Padgett. Judge
Fabisinski, who sentenced Padgett to death, said he did not believe the crime
was cold-blooded in nature, and that a commutation should be granted. The hearing was then delayed.
5 Aug 1936. The
State Parole Board denied the application to commute the Padgett, and Clark
sentences to life, and Governor Sholtz signed the death warrants for both men. The
date of execution was set for the week of August 17. State law required a condemned man to serve
five days in the death house at the state prison before the execution. The
prison superintendent fixes the day and time for all executions.
17 Aug 1936.
The date of the scheduled execution.
Padgett was to be put to death at 11 a.m. with Clark following shortly
after. Sheriff Allen from Santa Rosa
county, and Sheriff Gandy of Escambia county made the trip to Raiford. State law, at the time, required the Sheriff
of the county in which the crime was committed, to pull the switch himself, or
appoint a deputy. Sheriff Allen had
executed a convicted murderer named Ed Bradley a few weeks before.
The two condemned men had their last meals, had talked
to their spiritual advisers, and had their heads shaved. Thirteen minutes before Padgett was to be put
to death, Governor Sholtz called from Roanoke Virginia, to grant Padgett a 30
day stay of execution. He wanted to have another clemency hearing before the
State Parole board. A delegation of
citizens from Milton wanted to appear before the board. The prison superintendent on his own
authority delayed Clark’s execution also to give his attorney R. L. Reece of
Pensacola time to seek a stay of execution for him. Since Clark was a black man, I wonder if the
authorities did not want it to seem as if Padgett was getting favorable treatment.
14 Sep 1936. “Please
spare the life of my son,” was the plea from Padgett’s mother. His application
for clemency was supported by a group of citizens from Milton, but there were
also letters of protest from the prosecuting officials and other citizens. Clemency was once again denied by the board.
Execution
Day
19 Oct 1936. 4
MEN DIE IN RAIFORD CHAIR WITHIN HOUR, State Carries Out First Quadruple
Execution. This was the headline in
the Tampa Tribune on 20 Oct 1936.
The first two men were executed for the slaying of a
Miami druggist during a holdup in 1932.
Next was L.D. Padgett.
From the article: “With a bewildered look, Padgett entered the chamber,
paused for a moment, then took his seat in the chair. Head bowed to watch the
guards adjust the straps, Padgett began to mumble a prayer, words of which
could not be distinguished by the witnesses. He still was praying at 11:05 a.m.
as Sheriff Allen threw the switch. He was pronounced dead seven minutes later.”
Clark took his turn in the chair and died at 11:18
a.m
.
Tuesday, January 15, 2019
The Turpentine Feud of 1911
Pensacola News Journal 3 Sept 1911
The
Cooley Tragedy
On a
cool, overcast afternoon in late December 1913, Hyman “Boy” Cooley heard that
Leon Rivenbark was at the Flower’s Stockade home of Turpentine operator Alvin
Rigell.
Maybe
the heartache and frustration of the last fifteen months finally got to
Cooley. He had heard the whispers.
Rivenbark was said to be one of the men who ambushed Alf, and Arch Cooley in
September 1911, killing both of them. Alf, or Alfred was the oldest son of
Hyman. Arch was his nephew. No one was
arrested for the murders, even though the community in the north part of Santa
Rosa County was sure they knew who did it. The Turpentine industry and the
people who ran it was a powerful force in the area. Cooley felt it was his duty
to get justice for his family.
So, in
the late afternoon of the 23rd of December 1913, Hyman Cooley armed
himself, and made his way to the Rigell home to make things right.
August
1911
Franklin
Gaye ran a turpentine operation between Munson, and McLellan Florida in a
community known as Dogwood Grove. He
employed many locals, and utilized about 30 prisoners housed in a nearby
stockade. Three of the convict guards at
the stockade were, Leon Rivenbark, William Wolfe, and Alfred Cooley. Rivenbark was
married to William Wolfe’s sister.
Jonah
Cooley had timber available to lease to Mr. Gaye, and they struck a deal. Walter Rivenbark, Leon’s brother, was a “Wood’s
rider” for Franklin Gaye. Upon inspecting
the Cooley timber, it was found to be spiked. Nails had been driven into some
of the trees. When a “chipper” strikes a nail, an axe-like instrument called a “hack”
is broken. Apparently, the nails were
driven by children as a prank. Cooley
assured Gaye that he would have the nails removed, and may have even been
contracted to do this.
A few
days later, it became evident to the turpentine men that either the nails had
not been removed, or that more had been driven into the leased timber. This time Jonah Cooley was summoned to Gaye’s
commissary and was beaten severely by Gaye, and Walter Rivenbark.
Jonah’s
brother Dan Cooley was involved in other business down near Pensacola. Upon hearing of the recent events, he sent
word that he would be returning to straighten out the trouble. On Sunday morning the 27th,
Franklin Gaye was standing near the doorway of his commissary when he saw
Daniel Cooley riding toward him. He stated
later that Cooley was carrying a shotgun across his legs, and made a movement
to raise the weapon. Gaye reached inside
the door and producing his own shotgun, shot Daniel from his saddle, killing
him instantly.
I
wish more could be learned about the four days between August 27, and September
1. The Cooley family must have been devastated by the events of the preceding
month. Were the Cooley’s speaking of revenge? Certainly. Were their inflamed
emotions causing concern among the Gaye-Rivenbark faction? At this point, it will probably never be
determined, but about 8pm on September 1st, as they made their way north
out of Milton on the way toward their home, Dan Cooley’s brother, Archie, and his
nephew Alfred Cooley, (son of Hyman), were ambushed and killed. Their bodies
were found in the morning by a Mr. Hannah. (Maybe Haywood Hannah, who lived in
precinct 1 in Milton, and in the 1910 census is listed as a Turpentine
Manager.)
The
Cooley’s were traveling in a buggy after picking up the month’s payroll in
town. At the site of the ambush, Archie fell out of the buggy, Alf was found
in the buggy about a half a mile away. Numerous shots were heard, and there is
nothing noted about the fate of the payroll. There were no arrests made, and
even though the locals felt they knew who had done the killing, there was no
justice for the Cooley family.
December
23, 1913
So,
Hyman Cooley arrives at the home of Alvin Rigell at what is known as The Flower’s
Stockade, and calls out to Leon Rivenbark to come outside. “I know you killed my son!” says Cooley as he
produces his revolver and fires one shot at Rivenbark. The shot missed, and
Rivenbark pulls his own weapon and shot one time hitting Cooley in the head,
killing him on the spot. The Coroner’s
Jury ruled that it was a “Justifiable Shooting”.
Aftermath
By
1920, Leon Rivenbark was living in Rapides Parrish, in Louisiana, working as a
Naval Stores Operator, still in the turpentine business. He lived there with various occupations until
killed in an auto wreck in Alexandria, La in May of 1968. His body was brought back to Santa Rosa Co.,
and he was buried at Serenity Gardens.
Walter
Rivenbark had a much shorter life. After a bout of Typhoid fever, he passed
away on September 13, 1913, and is buried in the Milton Cemetery. In September of 1908 while working as a woods
rider for Franklin Gaye, He shot and killed a black man named Frank Markly, in
the woods about 15 miles north of Milton.
Reportedly there had been an altercation between the men, and Rivenbark
left to arm himself. According to a woman who witnessed the events, when
Rivenbark returned, Markly approached him with a turpentine hook, and Rivenbark
shot him with both barrels of a shotgun. An inquest was held and it was
determined to be Justifiable homicide.
Franklin
Gaye departed the county before 1920 also. In the 1920 census he is living in
Sabine, Texas working as a garage manager.
In 1930 he is listed as a Turpentine manager in Jefferson Co.,
Florida. His grave is in Trinity, Texas
however where he was buried in 1934.
William
Wolfe, a convict guard, neighbor, and brother in law of Leon Rivenbark was not officially
implicated as a participant in the feud. It should be noted that in 1931, he was the
prime suspect and briefly detained in the ambush murder of Aubrey Gainer in
Milton.
Many
members of the Cooley family including the members named in this story, are
buried in the Sullivan cemetery, near Munson.
It is a small cemetery, isolated and quiet, located in the woods.
If
there are descendants of any of the folks involved in the events described here,
I would love to hear from them. I’m sure there are oral stories handed down
that I would be very interested in recording.
judgingshadows@gmail.com
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