EDWARD AUGUSTUS DUCKER 1870-1946

Edward Augustus Ducker was born February 26, 1870 at Visalia, California, the son of Benjamin F. and Augusta Woodward Ducker.  He was educated in the public schools of Modesto, California.  As a youngster growing up in and around Visalia, California.  He spent his vacations and all of his free time with the Vaquero’s in that area-moving cattle to and from the mountain ranges, the sorting and branding and shipping gave him an education in the art of Buckarooing.  Ducker became a fearless range rider and an excellent reata man.  When he was seventeen he moved to the Nevada and ranges and had many diversified occupations.

A very genial, friendly, courteous and humorous Westerner surrounded by the things that seem best to belong to him; ivory-handled six-shooter, chihauhua spurs, star Montana saddle, eleven inch winged chapajeros, hand stamped and silver-mounted headstall, Justin boots, and in less words- you would always remember him as Ed Ducker. The Buckaroo.

Ducker was fearless and held his own in any Buckaroo Camp in Nevada.  While out in the remote areas he always carried with him a volume of Blackstone Law and a volume of Shakespeare, after a days work he would quietly withdraw from the crew and with his back to the corral fence or a tree he would eagerly involve himself in his beloved volumes.  On one particular incident a tough hombre was going to teach this young law reading squirt some cow-camp manners.  Arizona Al proceeded to the corral fence where young Ducker was reading.  Half dozen of his outfit followed to see the action.  When he was close to Ducker he pulled his colt and wiped the dust off and said, “Hey Kid”! I think you’d make a better dancer than a lawyer.  Get up and start practicing, and he punctuated the remark with a shot that came dangerously close to an out-stretched foot. “Oh I can dance alright,” replied Ducker, unruffled, and with slowness of a cow and the agility of a panther, landed a hay-maker which started from the ground landed squarely on the mean hombres’ chin who hit the ground as though he’d been shot, his gun falling to the ground.  Ducker then pulled his and made the remaining partisans dance to the bullets.   This was a true story that followed him every where.  “The Biggest Spectacle” ever witnessed in the Nevada Desert.  The cook broke up the party and Ducker was never bothered again.

Ducker moved to Winnemucca and married Dollie B. Gutherie and continued to study law in the office of C.D. Van Duzer and Judge W.S. Bonnifield.  He was admitted to the Bar of Nevada on January 20, 1902.  He was District Attorney of Humboldt County, Nevada from 1905-1911, and Judge of the Sixth Judicial District Court until he was elected to the Supreme Court in November 1918.

Judge Ducker died in harness at Carson City on August 14, 1946.  His widow and two sons, Edward A. Jr. and Robert Varian, and a daughter, Marian, survived him.

Judge Ducker was inducted into the Buckaroo Hall of Fame in September 1992.