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Nevada History: The Real Story As Told By State
Archivist
Red
Light Legend and Lore: Julia Bulette
by Guy
Rocha, Nevada State Archivist
One of the most conspicuous
women in Nevada's history is Comstock prostitute, Julia Bulette. In her
brief lifetime, the "soiled dove" was a colorful, minor figure in Virginia
City's early heyday. However, with her brutal murder in 1867 and the hanging
of the alleged killer the following year, Julia became a bigger-than-life
legend. The myth-making and "fakelore" continues today in spite of the
facts.

Julia C. Bulette. This photograph is the only known
picture of the famed Comstock courtesan. It was validated in the early 1970s
by Douglas McDonald at the Nevada Historical Society in Reno. Known as the
darling of the fire laddies, she is shown here wearing uniform items from
Virginia City Fire Engine Company No. 1.
Author Marla Kiley, in her
article "The Immoral Queens of the Red Light District," has filled the pages
of the July 1997 issue of True West magazine with the accumulated
fiction and fable associated with Julia Bulette. "Almost instantly," Kiley
writes, "Julia was wearing silk, velvet, and sable furs. Shortly after her
arrival on the scene she was making $1,000 a night and also accepted payment
in the form of bars of bullion, diamonds, or rubies." Absolute nonsense and
pure poppy-cock! While Bulette had seen better days, she died in debt,
according to estate records, her bills exceeding her assets. Kiley then
describes Julia "as a beautiful and willowy woman who seemed to float as she
walked," when in fact she was neither wealthy, beautiful, willowy, nor did
the rather heavy-set woman seemingly float when she walked.
Kiley's imagination runs wild
in painting an exaggerated, glamorized portrait of Julia Bulette's life. We
know that in the some four years that Julia lived on the Comstock she was a
well-known prostitute and had worked in the best brothels, however she was
certainly no rich, gorgeous courtesan. Earlier writers even elevated her to
the position of madam and "the 'queen' of Virginia City's sporting row".
Kiley claims Bulette's
two-room crib near the corner of D and Union streets in Virginia City was a
small parlor house "referred to as Julia's Palace." Then in a flight of
fancy we are told that Julia rode "around town in a lacquered brougham with
side panels emblazoned with a crest of four aces, crowned by a lion
couchant" and attended events "at the Opera House cloaked in a floor length
purple velvet cape lined with sable..." Nothing could be farther from the
truth!
So who was this woman who
looms larger than life some 140 years after her untimely demise? Like most
prostitutes now and then, there is much mystery to Julia Bulette's life.
Some versions of her life story have her as an Englishwoman who immigrated
to Louisiana where she married, then left her husband and entered
prostitution, although she may have come to New Orleans from France where
she had been recruited as a prostitute. Recent research indicates she was
actually born near Natchez, Mississippi, and worked as a prostitute in New
Orleans. Julia would travel to northern California to ply her trade before
arriving on the Comstock by 1863.
We do know she quickly became
a favorite among Virginia City's Fire Engine Company No. 1. According to
contemporary accounts, the firemen elected her an honorary member "in return
for numerous favors and munificent gifts bestowed by her upon the company."
Other accounts in the Territorial Enterprise noted Bulette's enthusiastic
support of the fire department and her presence at fires where she worked
the brakes of the hand-cart engines. Fire Engine Company No. 1 participated
in Julia's funeral procession through the streets of Virginia City in
January 1867.
Clearly, Julia was more than
a run-of-the-mill prostitute before dying in her early 30s. Journalist
Alfred Doten attended a ball hosted by "Jule" in June 1866. The Territorial
Enterprise bemoaned her tragic death claiming "few of her class had more
friends," although the "good" women of the community were generally relieved
to see her leave the scene. Law enforcement officials diligently pursued the
person who had robbed and killed her, ultimately hanging one John Millian
after the convicted murderer had exhausted all his appeals. On April 24,
1868, more than 4,000 spectators, including Mark Twain who was
touring the country following a trip to Europe and the Middle East,
witnessed the execution.
Susan James in her excellent
Nevada Magazine article, the "Queen of Tarts" (Sept./Oct. 1984),
traced the romance, myth-making, if not downright lying, linked to Bulette
back to 20th century writers of Nevada history, George Lyman, Lucius Beebe
and Charles Clegg, and Effie Mona Mack (aka Zeke Daniels, The Life and
Death of Julia C. Bulette, 1958). Others include Carl B. Glasscock,
Duncan Emrich, Katherine Hillyer, Katherine Best, Oscar Lewis, and Paul
Fatout. Marla Kiley, who borrowed liberally from Lyman's potboiler The
Saga of the Comstock Lode (1934), is only the most recent, but certainly
not the last, to play tricks on the living and the dead in recounting Julia
Bulette's colorful and controversial career as a prostitute. The fakelore
will never die, but those of us who do our homework know better. Hopefully,
one day we may learn much more about the facts of Julia's short life. We
have certainly had more than our fair share of fiction and fable.
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