PREFACE

Perhaps you have heard some of the ghost stories of hauntings in Tombstone. Like so many other places in the Wild West with violent histories, Tombstone is said to be one of the most haunted towns in the state.

However, there is a distinct difference between a ghost story and a personal paranormal experience. Usually, ghost stories are nothing more than that, stories. Told with enthusiasm and exhilaration, they are viewed as a form of entertainment and considered acceptable in that way. Each tale has a central character and follows the typical three-act structure indicative of storytelling.

On the other hand, personal experiences usually lack a beginning and end. They are brief personal narratives of some observed phenomenon that often has an element of mystery to the narrator.

These narratives almost always start with a disclaimer and end with the narrator’s voice trailing off, followed by yet another disclaimer. They are told reluctantly and with an apology. Personal experiences are often considered to be the delusions of a troubled mind, and the narrators of personal experiences are conscious of the potential for being judged as nonsensical. As a result, they assume a position that anticipates the dismissal of their observations and conclusions.

The narratives contradict some academic assumptions that the belief in ghosts is caused by various kinds of error, impaired reasoning or poor observation on the part of narrators. While this may be true in many cases, it is much more complicated than that. Each narrative adds information on the accumulation and determination of evidential criteria. This, in turn, opens up the interpretation of the sum of all the narrative events for discussion. The sense used here is similar to the legal definition from Bouvier’s Law Dictionary, which defines evidence as that which tends to prove or disprove any matter in question or to influence the belief respecting it. Belief is produced by the consideration of something presented to the mind. The issue thus presented, in whatever shape it may come, and through whatever material it is derived, is evidence of a sort, even if it is anecdotal. The goal of this book is to preserve some of these narratives and share some of the fascinating histories of the town too tough to die. Whether you are reading it for entertainment or using it as a source for research, I hope that you find the information that is presented useful and informative.

There are several individuals I need to acknowledge for their contributions to this book. The first is Rich Donovan and his group, Ghost Patrol with Donovan.

Ghost Patrol with Donovan started in 2001 as a one-off radio show on KRQ in Tucson, Arizona. Rich Donovan worked at KRQ as a DJ and assisted with production for the station. Once it aired, a longtime friend and producer, Polo, suggested that they do the ghost hunts for real. After a lot of investigation and research, Donovan and Polo got in touch with the Southwest Ghost Hunters Association and myself, and they learned the techniques for proper ghost hunting.

Since then, Ghost Patrol with Donovan became more than a one-time show on KRQ. The group has investigated over two hundred different locations. However, they are not paranormal investigators or paranormal specialists. Instead, the team consists of audio specialists, photographers and videographers who have come together with a desire to learn the history and character of the places they have visited. They have a mutual sense of adventure and curiosity for the unknown and created their team of investigators who just want to have fun in some of the area’s creepiest locations looking for ghosts and trying to record it on some of today’s technology. Ghost Patrol with Donovan is still a radio show, and every year in October, Donovan airs the audio from hunts done throughout the year on 100.9 K101 in Sierra Vista, Arizona. I am still involved with the Ghost Patrol to this day, and Donovan’s contributions to the material contained in this book are significant.

I am also grateful to Joshua Hawley and his team, Tombstone Ghost Hunters. Their insightful investigations of Tombstone’s haunted places are a wealth of information and significantly contributed to the accumulated knowledge of the paranormal occurrences that have been reported in the town of Tombstone. Joshua is also an author, and if you like this book, I would highly suggest picking up a copy of his work Tombstone’s Most Haunted.

INTRODUCTION

The lands in southeast Arizona were isolated and among the last to be developed by American settlement. These were the lands of the fierce Apache tribes. After the death of Cochise in 1874, there was no clear succession of leadership. This made the Apache more rapacious and created severe hazards for any settlers who entered the area.

Because of this, when Ed Schieffelin decided to prospect in the San Pedro Valley in 1877, he used Brunckow’s Cabin as a base of operations to survey the country. After many months, while working the hills east of the San Pedro River, he found pieces of silver ore in a dry wash on a high plateau called Goose Flats. It took him several more months to locate the source. When he found the vein, he estimated it to be fifty feet long and twelve inches wide. Schieffelin’s legal mining claim was sited near Scott Lenox’s grave site, and on September 21, 1877, Schieffelin filed his first claim and logically named his stake Tombstone. The name came to mean much more for those notorious and nameless who died there and are laid in Boot Hill.

When the first claims were filed, the initial settlement of tents and wooden shacks was located at Watervale, near the Lucky Cuss mine, with a population of about one hundred. Schieffelin, his brother Al and Richard Gird, their mining engineer partner, eventually brought in two significant strikes, the Toughnut and the Lucky Cuss. Schieffelin also owned a piece of Hank Williams and John Oliver’s Grand Central, which they called the Contention. The San Pedro Valley quickly became a mining bonanza.

Storefront on West Allen Street, 1933. Library of Congress.

Ironically, hard-rock mining was the antithesis of the American western dream, for the minerals required substantial capital and company organization to get the ore out. Former territorial governor Anson P.K. Safford offered to find the financial backing for a cut of the strike, and so the Tombstone Mining and Milling Company was formed to build a stamping mill. While the mill was undergoing construction, U.S. Deputy Mineral Surveyor Solon M. Allis finished surveying the site of the new town, which was made public on March 5, 1879. The tents and shacks near the Lucky Cuss were moved to the new town site on Goose Flats, a mesa above the Toughnut Mine broad enough to hold a growing town. Lots were sold on Allen Street for five dollars each. The town rapidly had some forty cabins and just over one hundred residents. At the town’s founding in March 1879, it took its name from Schieffelin’s first mining claim. By fall 1879, several thousand souls were living in a canvas and matchstick camp perched above the richest silver strike in the Arizona Territory.

Like all mining towns, Tombstone grew like a mushroom. The mill and mines were continuously running with three shifts; union wages paid $4 a day, and the mostly young, single men needed some place to roar. Allen Street provided it. Nearly 110 locations were licensed to sell liquor, and most sold other things as well. The hotels, saloons, gambling dens, dance halls and brothels were open twenty-four hours a day. By 1881, the population had reached 6,000. At the height of the town’s growth in 1885, the community was near 10,000, making it the largest city in the territory. By 1884, the miners had taken $25 million in silver out of the ground. The most considerable difficulty facing the miners was obtaining water. Until 1881, it had to be hauled in. Eventually, the Huachuca Water Company created a pipeline that funneled water twenty-three miles from the Huachuca Mountains.

The rough part of town was situated along Allen Street. All around it, respectable people were struggling to earn a living and establish civilization as they had done elsewhere in the West. Four churches catered to different denominations (Catholic, Episcopalian, Presbyterian and Methodist), and there were two newspapers (the Nugget and the Epitaph), schools, lodges and lending libraries. Schieffelin Hall, a large, two-story adobe building, provided a stage for plays, operas, revues and all the respectable stage shows. The Bird Cage on Allen Street provided the stage for the disreputable ones.

The town developed a split personality. On the one hand, decent, God- fearing folk trying to make a fair life for their families; on the other existed the flashy, commercial town full of soiled doves and tinhorn gamblers who catered to the wants and desires of the miners and cowhands. In the back of the demimonde lurked a criminal organization that would take a presidential proclamation and the threat of martial law to dislodge. There was also a fundamental conflict over resources and land; traditional, southern-style small government agrarianism of the rural cowboys contrasted with northern-style industrial capitalism.

Ruins of commercial buildings on Fremont Street, 1933. Library of Congress.

In the beginning, Tombstone was part of Pima County, whose seat was in Tucson, many hard miles away. Even farther away was Prescott, the territorial capital. The territory was run by the Democrats, who, in those days, were surprisingly corrupt. In 1881, the southeast corner of Pima County was divided to create Cochise County—with its seat in Tombstone—and the situation in the newly formed county was difficult. Not only were hard cases drawn there by the presence of silver, but the town also was located close enough to the Mexican border to become the center of an extensive trade in stolen cattle.

The head of the Cowboy rustlers was N.H. (Old Man) Clanton. He owned a ranch of sorts near Lewis Springs. The Sulphur Springs Valley was the site of another cattle rustling group, the McLaury brothers. The two groups controlled the water holes for miles around. What cattle they did not run up from Mexico, they lifted from their neighbors. Their hired help and comrades were the likes of Curly Bill Brocius and Johnny Ringo, and only the strongest could hold out against them.

In the summer of 1879, the first ore shipments came out of the mill, and by the fall, the first Wells Fargo stagecoach robbery had occurred.

The Cowboys struck and retired to their ranches, untouchable because they were protected by the corrupt Cochise County sheriff, John Behan. Very few of the Cowboys were ever arrested, even when they had been recognized, and those few unaccountably escaped custody. Old Man Clanton died in 1881, murdered in retaliation for a cattle raid into Mexico, and his place as the gang’s leader was taken by Curly Bill Brocius, who had killed Tom White, Tombstone’s first town marshal.

Soon, the Cowboys were determined to dominate Tombstone as they did the surrounding countryside. Between them and their objective stood