Pages Menu
Categories Menu

Posted by on May 20, 2014 in Blog, Book Reviews, Video 1, World Series of Poker | 24 comments

The Nine Lives of Herbert “The Cat” Noble




Herbert Noble somehow managed to defy the odds and survived. ¬†He withstood no less than eight assassination attempts on his life.¬† But Number 9 was the end.¬† Here’s the story of “the Cat.”


For a long time, Herbert Noble beat the odds.  He somehow managed to survive no less than eight assassination attempts before his luck finally ran out in the worst possible way.

Not many underdogs beat the favorites, back then. ¬†Marked men with a pretty price on their heads weren’t destined to survive. ¬†Almost always, their bodies ended up riddled with machine-gun bullets, filled with 12-gauge buckshot, or blown to smithereens in an “accidental” explosion that never got solved.

But time after time after time, Noble somehow managed to defy the odds and survived.  He withstood no less than eight assassination attempts before his luck finally ran out in the worst possible way when he naively stuck his right hand into a wired mailbox triggering a blast that sent limbs and body parts flying and tumbling to the ground as far as half a football field away.

Noble’s nine lives earned him a most appropriate nickname. ¬†“The cat,” he was called.

This is the story of The Cat and his nine lives.

Noble had enemies — including some powerful and dangerous enemies. ¬†But none was more powerful and dangerous than a rival gambler and racketeer of about the same age with a similar background as he who competed with Noble and others for the lucrative dice and numbers game action centered around the east end of sprawling downtown Dallas. ¬†We’ll get to Noble’s nemesis a bit later.

Dallas was a wide-open city back in the 1930s. ¬†All forms of vice — including gambling, drugs, and prostitution — weren’t merely tolerated. ¬†They were openly permitted in certain areas of town, primarily around what’s known today as Deep Ellum.¬† Here’s a first-hand account of Deep Ellum from that period:

At the time, you could find gun and locksmith shops, clothing stores, the Cotton Club, tattoo studios, barber-shops, pawnshops, drugstores, tea rooms, loan offices, domino halls, pool halls, and walk-up hotels.  On its sidewalks, you could find pigeon droppers, reefer men, crapshooters, cardsharps, and sellers of cocaine and marijuana.  Sometime around World War I, Lead Belly and Blind Lemon Jefferson got together and began composing folk tunes, with (Deep Ellum) often in the lyrics.


The vice trade was frighteningly dangerous. ¬†Rival operators targeted each other and killed off the competition. ¬†Hundreds of grifters and gamblers, hardly innocent of serious crimes themselves, met a murderous end. ¬†Even the Mafia, mostly centered in the American Northeast, which had grand designs on western expansion into fast-growing cities such as Dallas which were stoked with lots of money and new opportunities, determined that engaging in a takeover fight wasn’t worth the trouble of starting a crime war. ¬†The vice rackets in Dallas were just too wild and dangerous.

That’s the risky business Noble entered and eventually came to thrive in as a rising star within the Dallas underworld.

Noble had humble roots.  He grew up a few blocks away from the same skid-row squalor of West Dallas, which is the same neighborhood that spawned notorious bank robbers, Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow.  Noble tried his best to go straight for a while.  But each time, the lure of big-time gambling presented a temptation that became impossible to resist, and eventually too strong a grip to leave behind.

The world may have been at war during the early 1940s, but Dallas had its own wars, and they were fought in the streets and back alleys with guns and bullets, ultimately settling who would control the rackets.

By this time, Noble had become the proprietor of one of the city’s most profitable backrooms, a joint called The Airmen’s Club, known by just about everyone in town who was inclined towards that sort of thing. ¬†Known for its honest games and reputation as a place where the occasional winner would actually get paid, The Airmen’s Club did well. ¬†Really well. ¬†Some even thought they were doing too well.

The gambling traffic in rival joins began getting lighter. ¬†Noble’s main nemesis, that powerful man referred to earlier, took notice.¬† He demanded a greater share of the take.

According to documents uncovered by writers and researchers, Noble’s nemesis wanted to increase his cut of the illegal gambling action from 25 percent up to 40 percent. ¬†Aside from his own gambling joints, this nemesis was already pulling in a steady income from The Airmen’s Club.¬† Still, he wanted more.

When Noble refused to pay the percentage hike, that’s when the trouble started.

Noble must have known what he was getting into. ¬†He must have been aware that his fateful decision to reject forking over an increasing percentage of the weekly grift would have serious, perhaps even dire consequences. ¬†Noble’s chief nemesis had a well-deserved reputation for violence.¬† Deep Ellum was littered with the bodies of those who refused to play along.

The intimidation began slowly. ¬†First, the Dallas Police Department mysteriously showed up one afternoon and tried to shut the club down, while ignoring every other gambling joint in town. ¬†When that scare tactic didn’t work, Noble eventually opened back up again and one night in 1946 he found himself trying to outrace a black Cadillac with sawed-off shotguns pointing out the windows.

That incident set off a five-year run of Vaudevillian-style dog-and-cat chases where Noble always somehow managed to miraculously escape. ¬†But the hired assassins came close to their getting mark several times. ¬†“The Cat” was hit with gunfire so often he even acquired a few alternative nicknames, including “The Clay Pigeon. ¬†He reportedly had so many holes in his body, he was called “The Sieve.”

Tragically, while Noble continued to outfox the hired killers and sometimes just got lucky, his wife Mildred wasn’t as fortunate. ¬†She met a frightfully bloody death ending in complete dismemberment one cool November morning when she extraneously planned to drive her husband’s car and ended up blown into a thousand pieces across the street. ¬†The would-be assassins had loaded Noble’s car with a nitro gelatin compound, which ended up killing his beloved wife entirely by accident, turning her into biological confetti. ¬†[See Footnote 1]

If the previous attempts at murder and mayhem had made his life stressful, the senseless death of Noble’s dear wife unhinged the 41-year-old outlaw-businessman past the breaking point. ¬†It rendered his remaining years a zombie-like purgatory of constant fear and paranoia. ¬†Everyone around him became a suspected assassin. ¬†Casual strolls down sidewalks or drives down city streets became a dreaded daily routine. ¬†Common tasks became dicey exercises, performed at Noble’s own peril.

Noble’s hair turned prematurely white. ¬†He began to drink heavily. ¬†He lost 45 pounds. ¬†Noble had become a walking dead man.

In all, there were nine attempts on Noble’s life that were carried out by contract killers. ¬†Plus two other failed pursuits were thwarted when stray witnesses saw unidentified men planting explosive devices beneath Noble’s car.¬† Eleven in all.¬† All were presumably hired by the same person, Noble’s chief nemesis.

Although the rival was eventually forced out of Dallas and moved elsewhere late to begin a new life, he retained his percentages of what was left behind in the underground clubs, forwarded on to the hungry pocket of the man who behind Noble constantly living in fear.  [See Footnote 2]

Noble was shot at and hit on at least three occasions.  Part of his right ear was blown off.  Eight times he survived these bombs and blasts.  That is, until the blistering hot morning of August 7, 1951, when the odds finally caught up with Noble and he ended up crapping out on a dusty dirt road in Denton County, northwest of Dallas.

Checking one’s own mail isn’t generally thought of as a deadly decision. ¬†But when Noble casually reached into his mailbox just outside his ranch, that act would be his last on the earth.

Noble most certainly didn’t feel much. ¬†His entire torso was instantly vaporized in a violent chemical blast that sprayed blood and body parts like wild mushrooms blooming over the Texas¬†prairie. ¬†The only identifiable limb belonging to Noble was blown over a giant oak tree. ¬†There were no witnesses. ¬†The crime was never solved. ¬†The murderers got away. ¬†No one was even so much as charged with a crime.

A short time later, the word of Noble’s savage murder reached the interiors of 128 Fremont Street in downtown Las Vegas, at a new place that had just opened up called Binion’s Horseshoe.

When told of what happened some 1,300 miles away back in Texas, the man who would later be celebrated as the gambler’s true friend, a casino patriarch, a city father, and the creator of the World Series of Poker, was quoted to have said, “I’m glad he’s dead.” ¬†[See Footnote 3]¬†

“The Cat” had finally spent his final life and Herbert Noble was now extinct.


Note: ¬†I wrote this after reading a new biography by Doug J. Swanson, an investigative reporter for The Dallas Morning News. ¬†His forthcoming book,¬†“Blood Aces: ¬†The Wild Ride of Benny Binion” is scheduled to be released in August 2014. ¬†I read an advance copy and will post a review once the book becomes available to the public. ¬†Swanson’s biography goes into far greater detail about the lives of Noble and Binion.

Footnote 1: ¬†According to multiple sources, one of the alleged assassins was the infamous R.D. Matthews, a lifelong friend of the Binion family. ¬†R.D. Matthews became noted for several bizarre instances during his lifetime, including once when he was in his 80’s and punched out the late casino mogul Bob Stupak at Piero’s, a popular Las Vegas restaurant. ¬†As for the crime of killing Noble’s wife, R.D. Matthews told police, ” I didn’t have a goddamned thing to do with it.”

Footnote 2: ¬†At one point, Noble became so fed with living his life as a target that he tried to kill Binion. ¬†That plan which is told in greater detail in Swanson’s forthcoming book (see above) proved unsuccessful.

Footnote 3:  Although he was never charged nor convicted, not much doubt remains that Benny Binion was behind the many assassination attempts and eventual death of Herbert Noble.  This allegation has been made in several books and articles, without any denial from relatives or survivors.

TAG: Dallas mafia and mobsters
TAG: Nolan Dalla writings



  1. Thanks for an excellent article.

    It’s hard to feel much sympathy for criminal scum like Herbert Noble but you’d need a heart of stone not to sympathise feel for him during the last lonely anxious years.

  2. Hello. Do you know anyone interested in photos of Herbert Noble, his wife and her family? They are actual photos and an album of color sketched photos.

    • Nolan Replies:

      I do not. However, I will leave this post up at the site in case a Google search is performed and someone is looking for such photos. Someday perhaps, a movie will be made about Mr. Noble (a dark comedy, to be sure), and for that reason you should hang on to those treasured photos.

      — Nolan Dalla

      • Hi Nolan, I was 14 yrs old when Herbert was killed and I sold him a news paper one night out in front of “PAPPY’S SHOW LAND a news paper was only 5 cents back then and he gave me a DOLLAR and said here kid get yourself a hamburger I will never forget that the rest of my life. He had Mildred with him and she had one of those FOX- FUR things around her neck. I lived in west DALLAS and saw many shootings and fights. my parents knew Clyde and Bonnie and I played with his relatives kids. I can remember a lot from the tough days in Dallas. I am 8o yrs old now and would like to get any pictures you might could share with me – THANK YOU very much

    • Doug Swanson was at Tarleton State University in Stephenville Texas today. His presentation was enthralling. As an author myself, I wondered if Noble`s story had been told. The Benny Binion legend was the book he was tasked with writing. Perhaps there is room to tell Herbert Noble`s story.

      • There is an article About Mr. Herbert Noble, “The Cat”, and his many lives, in the May 14, 1951 LIFE magazine with many photos. The last photo is on March 22, 1951 of his private, small airplane that had a hole in the engine from a bomb yet he survived again. I felt sorry for his poor wife who was blown up with a car bomb after switching cars with her husband. I think he would have been smarter to just give those gamblers the money they were promised. Old magazines are fascinating…for sure.

    • i would be interested

    • I would be interested in the photos…
      Smokey Burns

    • Sure. Send some pics. My dad knew him

    • Yes I would.

  3. Was Ivy Miller convicted for the murder of Sam Murray? If so, what did they give him.

  4. Hello my name is Antonn Mitchell and i would be interested in pics if still available

  5. Herbert Noble Is My Great, Great Uncle. My Mothers Best Friend growing up was Marie Barrow as Well. When I was a Child I went to LC Barrows Funeral. Its Amazing to see how Much Interest there still Is in his Wild Life. He Was a stone cold Gangster Until they got Aunt Mildred

    • Those were rough and tumble times. Dallas attracted the likes of the Cat, Binion and others. Killing came easy and conscious seemed a rarity.

    • Hi, John, my name is Drake. Minnie Noble was my great grandmother. I would very much like to chat with you and learn more about the family, since Patsy and Ray died when I was very young and Edna had Alzheimer’s. Please reply here and we can trade contact info. Thanks

  6. There is a book in the pipe line “Herbert th Cat aanoble
    and the Mafia Rats,” By Jim Gatewood and I would apreciate
    any pictures or testimoney about Herbert Noble or his family.

    Jim Gatewood
    (972) 278) 5763

  7. 10/28/2019

    There is a book in the pipeline “Herbert The Cat Noble and
    the Mafia Rats,” by Jim Gatewood, Dallas History Professor
    Author and Speaker.

    I would apreciate any family pictures or stories !

  8. 10/28/2019

    There is a book in the pipeline “Herbert The Cat Noble and
    the Mafia Rats,‚ÄĚ by Jim Gatewood, Dallas History Professor
    Author and Speaker.

    I would apreciate any family pictures or stories !

  9. Nolan! I Love it. After reading “Famous Crimes the world forgot pt 2” by jason morrow.
    At the end of his book he supplys a Link to go see the Pictures of each chapter of the book.
    At the end of his Chap. 7, pix, He has this link > The Nine Lives of Herbert ‚ÄúThe Cat‚ÄĚ Noble, by Nolan Dalla !!! i immed clicked it and had to Post up here. !! you have a flair for writing true crime. well done NY Mk.

  10. I grew up in Grapevine, Texas, and although I was only four years old when Nolan’s mailbox killed him, I’m pretty sure it was NOT Denton County, because it was just slightly north of the town of Grapevine. I could be wrong, but that’s what I remember hearing, and why else would I have heard it? I also seem to remember that local folks in Grapevine, in spite of his connections, said he came across as a nice guy.


      Thanks for sharing this, Mary. I can’t remember the details of the article since I wrote it many years ago, but glad you added some detail and set the record straight.

      — ND

  11. Would like to buy any new books or photos can you advise

  12. I have the notarized deed to Herbert Nobles house. It was signed over to his wife for one dollar.

  13. Herbert Noble went through hell after the murder of his wife Mildred. Their daughter, Freda unfortunately took the brunt of his hurt and paranoia. All this trauma put on him and his family because he didn’t want to be controlled by Benny Binion’s greed. Freda married a kind, successful businessman, Hobart Alvah Leeds and they had 2 children, a son and daughter. I have known the daughter for the last 20 yrs. Mr. Leeds died in 2012 and their son died in 2020.
    If you have any other information/pics, please may I ask for them. Freda occasionally had bouts of trauma regarding the past and she and Hobart divorced. Mr. Leeds was granted custody and after yrs of his parents helping with the son and daughter Hobart needed help with his kids in the 60″s and unfortunately married a miserable woman from Germany, Ruth, in the 1960’s that forbade any contact with the kids mother Freda, unfortunately the witch Ruth Leeds is still alive. Mr. Leeds deserved better and so did his son and daughter.


  1. Book Review -- Blood Aces: The Wild Ride of Benny Binion, the Texas Gangster who Created Vegas Poker - Nolan Dalla - […] No rival was more troublesome to Binion for so long¬†than a¬†small-time gambling joint operator¬†named Herbert Noble, a fellow outlaw…
  2. My adventure with Jack Nance on the fringes of Hollywood | Cagey Films - […] a project he wanted to get off the ground, a movie about a famous Texas gambler and gangster named…
  3. Further down Memory Lane | Cagey Films - […] pet project he had been nursing for a number of years. He was fascinated by a Texas gangster named…
  4. “Little Richard” Collinsworth Had a Very Bad Day | Nolan Dalla - […] READ: The Story of Herbert “the Cat” Noble […]

Post a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *