His Blood Ran RedOnly six months after war's end news circulated internationally that African-American aviator Eugene Bullard was killed in a street fight outside a Paris late-night hotspot.
(respectively from the Broad Ax and the Harrisburg Telegraph; 29 May 1919):
In truth, though Bullard's blood ran that night he did not die.
L'Hirondelle noire (the Black Swallow), as he was nicknamed, went on to continue his colorful life. As we've learned from prior false reports here (
https://forum.ww1aircraftmodels.com/index.php?topic=12930.msg249052#msg249052, and
https://forum.ww1aircraftmodels.com/index.php?topic=12930.msg252480#msg252480), one can't always trust the press for facts! Following these tall tales, a few French papers issued updates with differing details, including two translated here:
"
Dixie Kid is not killed. - All the press announced that the remarkable black Dixie Kid had been punched, in Paris, during a quarrel, by an American officer. There is a misdeal. A negro has indeed been punched ad patres, but his name is Eugene Bullard (friend of Bob Scanlon) and not Dixie Kid. This one, who is 36 years old and not 45, as we have said, is in perfect health." (via
L'Athelète, 31 May 1919)
"
AN UNHAPPY PUNCH. Following a discussion which took place on the terrace of a cafe on the Grands Boulevards, an American officer struck a negro named Eugene Bullard, a friend of Bob Scanlon. Bullard fractured his skull on the sidewalk. Immediately the rumor spread that a boxer had been killed. It is necessary to put things back in order." (via
L'Auto-velo, 29 May 1919)

Bullard was made of the stuff historians thrill to exhume... and exaggerate. A descendent of slaves, he ran away from farm life at age eleven, fell in with wandering gypsies, stowed away on a trans-Atlantic steamer, toured the UK in a minstrel troupe, boxed professionally, joined the French Foreign Legion, became a fighter pilot against all odds, drummed in a jazz band, operated a Parisian nightclub, befriended countless notables, owned an athletic club, served as a spy, fought for France again in WWII, and later fought for civil rights in the United States. Each branch of his once-obscure biography seems to blossom a bit more every year.
Much of Bullard's journey falls outside our focus but today's news brings us to an acute crossroad between my two favorite topics- WW1 Aviation and the Jazz Age. So many factual and fictional Great War accounts are peppered with tales of young Yankees leaving rural life to fight overseas where they are immediately immersed in the juxtaposed horrors of war and thrills of
La Vie Parisienne. We glimpsed this last New Year's Day in a spotlight on aviator Vernon Castle and his African-American musical partner James Reese Europe, whose 'Harlem Hellfighters' 369th Infantry Regiment band survived a mustard-gas attack and has been credited with introducing jazz to France:
https://forum.ww1aircraftmodels.com/index.php?topic=12930.msg251050#msg251050. An evocative early depiction of this trope endures in William Wellman's 1927 movie
Wings (the very first film to win the Academy Award for Best Picture), featuring a naive American aviator seeking solace from the stress of war and love inside the
Café de Paris and the fizz of a champagne coupe. If you've never seen
Wings, this scene's opening shot alone is a gem:
https://youtu.be/AO2KhMLJxq0. Below is a film still from this scene alongside a period photograph of Eugene Bullard himself drumming (believed to be with the Zig-Zag Band at Zelli’s cabaret in Montmartre).
(second image via une-autre-histoire.org)
Art imitating Life? Life imitating art? Regardless of the basis for this brawl, today's news depicts man living life to the fullest. To round out our Memorial Day reflection on American aviators reveling in wartime Paris, here's an effervescent rendition of the 1919 Tin Pan Alley hit
How Ya Gonna Keep 'Em Down On the Farm? (After They've Seen Paree?), which was published just three months after the Armistice and recorded by the aforementioned Hellfighters on the French Pathé label only three weeks before today's headline:
https://youtu.be/H75rZcnos1I.
How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm
After they've seen Paree'
How ya gonna keep 'em away from Broadway
Jazzin around and paintin' the town
How ya gonna keep 'em away from harm, that's a mystery
They'll never want to see a rake or plow.
And who the deuce can parleyvous a cow?
How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm
After they've seen Paree?
(image: Bullard posing in a
potager with pioneer aviatrix Marie Marvingt in April 1917)
For more images and info on Bullard's aviation experience, check out forum member andonio64's in-progress build log of Bullard's conjectural SPAD XVII, emblazoned with his motto '
Tout sang qui coule est rouge' (All blood runs red):
https://forum.ww1aircraftmodels.com/index.php?topic=13138.0