Bud Fowler a Knight of the Diamond; a Knight of the Razor

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Bud Fowler Paper 2013

Bud Fowler—A Knight of the Diamond; A Knight of the Razor

Hugh MacDougall, Cooperstown Village Historian

This year, 2013, marks the centennial of the death of John W. Jackson, better known by his playing name of Bud Fowler, who is generally considered as the first professional African-American baseball player. He grew up here in Cooperstown, and as you know, our Mayor will later today be formally designating a small and hitherto un-named street leading from Chestnut Street to Doubleday Field as “Fowler Way.”

Bud Fowler’s thirty-year career in baseball has been summarized in every recent book on early America baseball, and in many recent articles. Some of them cover his whole career, like that of the Baseball Biography Project of the Society of American Baseball Research[1] (or SABR), others concentrating on specific periods in his long and complicated life[2].The first book-length biography, Jeffrey Laing’s Bud Fowler:Baseball’s First Black Professionalis scheduled to appear in July.[3]

I shall not today try to go over Fowler’s baseball career in detail. Much of ithas already been told, mostly from contemporary newspaper stories. Rather I want to consider Bud Fowler as the human being, whom we are honoring in Cooperstown today.

Childhood

Bud Fowler was born on March 16,1858, as John W. Jackson, in the Mohawk Valley town of Fort Plain. As an infant he was brought by his parents to the overwhelmingly white community of Cooperstown.In 1860 it had only 28 African Americans, and only six children under 18, out of a population of about 1600. In 1870, 13-year-old Bud was one of only six black children attending the local public school[4]. A school-mate—James Fenimore Cooper, the grandson of the famous author—would later recall:

“There played with us a little black boy, Johnnie Jackson, who felt his color so much that he used to say that, if it would make him white, he would willingly be skinned alive. What became of Johnnie...I don’t know—[he] just faded out of life.”[5]

Ironically, perhaps, this James Fenimore Cooper would in 1936 become the first President of the National Baseball Museum[6].However accurate Cooper’s recollection may have been, the anecdotereflects something important about Bud Fowler: He had grown up with white companions—and for the rest of his life he wanted to live as an equal among America’s majority racial group.

Bud Fowler said he learned to play baseball, undoubtedly with white companions, on the grounds of the Cooperstown Seminary on Chestnut Street[7], which in 1869 would become the Cooper House Hotel[8]. A hotel poster, printed after 1879, shows young men playing a very informal game of baseball in a field to the left of the hotel[9].

A Knight of the Razor

What lay behind this unusual man? Everything written about Bud Fowler notes, if only in passing, how he continued to practice the barber trade he had learned from his father. Many contemporary newspaper stories mention it[10]. But what baseball writers have overlookedis that this made him a Knight of the Razor—ablack barberwho shavedwhite customers. Like his ancestors, Bud Fowler was a member of an almost unique fraternity—almost a medieval guild—in nineteenth century African-American culture.

His father—John Henry Jackson—was a barber, who practiced his trade in Cooperstown and Oneonta for at least two decades. His mother was the daughter of a barber, and they had many barber cousins in towns like Fort Plain along the Mohawk Valley.

What was this guild of barbers, who dominated the barbering trade during much of the nineteenth century, competing successfully against whites, and forming a great percentage of the small African American middle class? How did they succeed in a nation filled with racial discrimination? In the words of one modern scholar:

“Barbering was servile. White customers felt comfortable

being shaved by a black barber. The proprieties were preserved. The black

man was in deferential attendance on the white man. African-American men

who were careful to show they "knew their place" could do well as barbers.”[11]

And they did. The Knights of the Razor became a tightly-knit community of men, organized along traditional trade-craft lines, and often closely related by family ties. They formed a network around the country, in which traveling black barbers like Bud Fowler could count on finding colleagues and work[12].

At the same time, black barbers learned to practiceoutward manners that would please their white customers. They were polite—even when insulted; calm—even when angered; persistent—even when life grew difficult; and apparently subservient—even when they felt themselves superior to those they served.

After the Civil War, black barbers faced increasing competition in big cities from white immigrants, especially Italian barbers who brought their craft with them to America[13]. Some turned to serving black customers in the rapidly growing black parts of those cities. Others moved to smaller communities in the interior. In Otsego County, the number of black barbers grew from zero in 1850 to 11 in1875—and then dropped back to zero by 1900.

Baseball Beginnings

Sometime after 1870 Johnnie left home, and in 1877[14]we find him playing baseball in a Boston suburb for the amateur Chelsea Franklins, under the name of John Fowler. He pitched several games against the professional Lynn Live Oaks, a team belonging to the International Association, and The New York Clipper gave him his first review, writing of one game that “The pitching of both clubs was excellent.”

Why he left Cooperstown, what brought him to Chelsea, and why he permanently adopted the last name of Fowler, all remain mysteries today. Because John Fowler routinely addressed fellow players as “Bud,” he was given that nick name, and after about 1890, as in modern baseball writing, he was usually called just Bud Fowler. That is how he signed his public letters, and what I call him in this paper.

Then on April 24, 1878, Fowlerpitched for a so-called “Pickup Nine” team, largely chosen from the Chelsea Franklins, againstthe professional Boston Red Caps—a National League team which would eventually become today’s Atlanta Braves. Its more experienced and older pitcher, Tommy Bond, was already a rising baseball star.[15],Nevertheless, the amateurs defeated the Boston Professionals 2 to 1,with Fowler on the mound.Perhaps as a result, when the Lynn Live Oaks’ regular pitcher developed a lame arm,[16]Fowler was asked to join that team as pitcher for at least three games. This made him the first African-American to play professional baseball in America—the title he has born ever since.

Local newspapers were impressed[17].The next year Fowler pitched for the Malden team of the Eastern Massachusetts league,[18]and then disappears from the papers for a time. His entry into baseball was written up in some detail last year, in SABR’s Nineteenth Century Notes, by his current biographer Jeff Laing.[19]

Throughout his playing career Bud Fowler proved himself a gifted pitcher and catcher, and a superb second baseman. As Sporting Life put it in 1885:

“With his splendid abilities he would long ago have been on some good club had his color been white instead of black. Those who know say there is no better second baseman in the country; he is besides a good batter and fine base-runner.”[20]

The list of white teams on which Fowler played includes, more or less in order, teams in Niles, Ohio; Keokuk, Iowa; Stillwater, Minnesota; Pueblo, Colorado; Topeka, Kansas; Binghamton, New York; Montpelier, Vermont; Laconia, New Hampshire, Crawfordville, Indiana; Santa Fe, New Mexico; Greenville, Michigan; Galesburg, Illinois; Burlington, Iowa; Lincoln, Nebraska; Findlay, Ohio, Lansing, Michigan, and Lima, Ohio.

For over twenty years Fowler’s skill as a baseball playergathered praise such as:“The pitching of Fowler was, as usual, very effective.”[21] in 1878; “undoubtedly a phenomenon”[22] 1n 1884;“He has an excellent record”[23] in 1885;“he...whom everybody delights to see play ball[24]” in 1888; “Greenville’s lively colored second baseman”[25] in 1889; “one of the best men in his position that can be found”[26] in 1891; “one of the oldest and best colored ball players in the United States”[27] in 1894; “the most famous colored player in balldom”[28] in 1902; “one of the best all around base ball players that ever stepped in a diamond.”[29]in 1905; and finally“the greatest colored ball player who ever lived”[30] as he neared the end of his career in 1908.

But Bud Fowler was also a polite, courageous, and above all persistent human being both on and off the baseball field. It would be hard to find a baseball player of any time or place who devoted himself to America’s game more thoroughly or for a longer time.

Baseball Manager

After 1894 Fowler concentrated on organizing touring black baseball clubs, beginning with the Page Fence Giants, sponsored by a wire fence company and a bicycle manufacturer. Says Wikipedia “its success became the prototype for black baseball for years to come.”[31]The Page Fence Giants travelled in a special parlor car bearing its name in gilt letters, and with comfortable quarters for the players, including a kitchen, and:

“a[large] apartment which is the dining, sitting, and sleeping room combined.... There are twelve upholstered chairs. The berths—20 in all—swing in toward the wall, so that they look like panels in the side of the car. The floor of the dining room is covered with a pleasing design, and the sitting room is carpeted.... Double windows prevent any dust from getting in and also keep out the cold and damp air more effectively.”[32]

At each stop, the players mounted bicycles for a parade through the streets leading to the playing field. With this arrangement, Bud Fowler had solved three problems: He provided his team a comfortable place to sleep and eat in an America where hotels were rarely open to African Americans. He provided an entertainment show that made white residents willing to accept the game as something more than an athletic contest. And he advertised his sponsors.

Bud Fowler left the Page Fence Giants after one season, apparently caught up in a repeated dream—which never quite materialized—of leading a black baseball team to the Pacific Coast, or even to Europe or Australia.The rest of his active baseball life was a mixture of playing, organizing, and managing baseball teams.

In 1899 Bud Fowler organized the Black Tourists Colored Base Ball team, intended to provide white audiences with both sport and entertainment. Fowler advertised that: “A feature of this club will be daily parades, which will be made in full dress suits, black pants, white vests, swallow-tailed coats, opera hats, silk umbrellas. The club will play its games in full dress suits”[33] A Denver paper patronizingly promised that: “The darkies are a funny lot and the games will furnish a combination of skill and frolic.”[34]Though its continuity is not clear, Fowler continued to run versions of his Black Tourists teamon and off through 1911. And while his dreams of America’s far west continued, he never got farther than Western New York State.

It remains difficult to untangle the complete story of just where BudFowler played, what teams he actually organized or managed, and how much was just journalistic rumor and speculation. But for many reasons, financial and otherwise, few of his further dreams came to fruition.

Discrimination

We shall never know more than a fraction of what Bud Fowler faced from the racial animosity of fellow players, of opposing teams, of owners and managers, or of baseball fans. Like a good barber, a true Knight of the Razor, he had learned how to keep his mouth shut, and usually did so. But in 1895, in an unlocated quotation, he is said to have summed up his real problem, allegedly telling Sporting Lifethat :

“My skin is against me. If I had not been quite so black, I might have caught on as a Spaniard or something of that kind. The race prejudice is so strong that my black skin barred me.”[35]

Twice Fowler was summarily dismissed from teams when they discovered his race. In 1881, the Guelph Maple Leafs of Ontario released him on arrival when some team members objected. A local paper was openly critical:

“Fowler is a well-behaved young man and it is not at all to the credit of the Maple Leafs to treat him as they have done.[36]”

It was the same in 1888, when a team in Lafayette, Indiana[37] fired him as soon as he showed up. This time, Fowler made his anger known. As reported by Sporting Life, “He claims that he asked for his release on account of the prejudice he found to exist in the board of directors and patrons of the game against his race.”[38]

And at least twice Fowler was dropped from teams after playing with them for some time. The Binghamton Bingos “released” him in 1887, with the stipulation that he never play for a member of the International League.[39].In a public letter, Fowler insisted he had left voluntarily to accept a “flattering offer from the management of the Cuban Giants,” and thanked the Binghamton public “for their kind and courteous treatment of me at all times.”[40]:

He did not, in fact, join the Cuban Giants, the then very popular black baseball team—with nothing to do with Cuba—but moved north to captain the baseball team of Montpelier, Vermont, where he not only played well but “seemed to be the favorite with the spectators and was greeted with applause every time he stepped to the plate.”[41]

Years later, Fowler told what had happened:

“Did you ever hear the story of the way the negro ballplayers were side-tracked?...There were six of us in the International, back in ’87, and the white players sent in a protest to the League Directors, who passed a rule that in the future no colored players other than those then under contract should be signed.... That is how the color line was sprung by a lot of boot-legs.”[42]

In 1894 and 1895, Fowler had successfully directed and played on an independent white team in Findlay, Ohio. But, when he returned there in 1899 it turned on him. As the press put it: “The white members of Findlay’s ball club have drawn the color line, and have demanded... that Bud Fowler, colored, be ousted from their team. They will quit if their demand is not heeded.”[43]

Only two photographs of Bud Fowler seem to exist. The most familiar is a team picture of the Iowa Keokuks in 1885, whereFowler stands, arms at his sides, between and lower than four arm-crossed white men, looking very much the outsider. Another otheris with the Ohio Findlays in 1894.It is commonly said that white playersoften refused to appear in photographs showing their team’s lone black member.

Some white players sought deliberately toinjure Fowler. An anonymous baseball player told the Sporting Newsin 1889 that:

“I could not help pitying some of the poor black fellows that played in the International League. Fowler used to play second base with the lower part of his legs encased in wooden guards. He knew that about every player that came down to second base on a steal had it in for him and would, if possible, throw the spikes into him..... About half the pitchers try their best to hit these colored players when [they are] at the bat....”[44]

Bud Fowler made an eloquent public protest against racism on February 12, 1908, followinga rambling, two-hour public speech in Binghamton by the notoriously racist South Carolina Senator Benjamin Tillman[45].Tillman had asserted that “The Negro is but slightly removed from the baboon,”and that black childrenwere “as far below the Asiatics as earth is below heaven.”A believer in “America for the Americans”, he rhetorically asked whether his Northern audience had “ever thought what it means for a white man to work under a negro’s heel?”A newspaper account said he also “calmly announced that it had been decided that it would be necessary to kill some negroes.” Part of the Binghamton audience hissed and walked out, including some African Americans who were present. Others applauded.

Bud Fowler’s responseappeared the day after Tillman’s talk was reported in the press, suggesting that he may have attended Tillman’s lecture. In what seems a mixture of anger and of despair, Fowler agreed with Tillman that Northerners were ignorant of the race problem—but only because they “never had the experience of dealing for years in that disgraceful traffic [in] slavery.” Tillman had spoken of eight million African Americans, but Fowlerreminded him that this failed to include some 7,000,000 others of mixed ancestry “who are body, flesh, soul and blood of the Senators' ancestors.”

Senator Tillman had quoted from a French nursery rhyme. Bud Fowler countered with two of his own:

He's good enough among his race,