Fort worth panther city

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Panther City. We are Fort Worth. We are Panther City! Follow PantherCityLax. Being informed of the parson's find, Cowart wrote the incident up in a very graphic manner, which, being duly published, and derisively commented on by that weekly, the name 'Panther City' resulted and stuck.

They named it Billy, Billy the Panther. Or "Where the Panther Laid Down". Fort Worth almost didn't make it into the twentieth century.

Shortly after the Civil War, Railroad over-expansion and loan defaults triggered a nationwide depression, which lasted more than five years. Wall street trading stopped completely for ten days. Banks, railroads and other companies went bankrupt. The Texas and Pacific Railroad, which was promised land grants from the State of Texas if the railroad reached Fort Worth by January 1, , simply stopped laying tracks a few miles east of Fort Worth.

The population dwindled as people went looking for work. Fort Worth suspended city government as much as possible. The city teetered on the brink, a near ghost town. Enter Robert E. Cowart, who had lived in Fort Worth briefly before moving to Dallas to practice law. Cowart wrote the editor of the Dallas Herald that he had been to a meeting in Fort Worth the other day and things were so quiet, he had seen a panther asleep on Main Street, undisturbed by the rush of men or the hum of trade.