I
know what Virgil Earp was thinking when he was accosted that August
of 1880 in Charleston, Arizona. In response to a challenge by 5 foot
3 inch tall Tom and 5 foot 4 inch tall Frank McLaury, the 6 foot tall
Deputy Federal Marshal Earp assured them he had nothing to do with
the notice published in the Tombstone Epitaph accusing them of
stealing 6 army mules. Despite this Frank warned Marshal Earp, "If
I thought you did, I would make you fight right here". Virgil
knew the McLaury's threats had worked against previous lawmen. But
Virgil was different. He quietly assured Frank that if an arrest
warrant was ever issued against either McLaury, "No compromise
would be made on my part." The elder McLaury asserted that he
would never be taken alive. Calmly, Virgil asked, "Frank, you
are not looking for a quarrel, are you?"
Virgil
Walter Earp (above) was 37 years old that summer of 1880 with no history of
panic. He had returned to Illinois after 3 years Civil War service
to find his wife and daughter dead from fever, and her family moved
away. After a decade of wandering the American west he fell in love
again, with the
small feisty 31 year old Alvira "Allie" Sullivan. Virgil
referred to her as being "not much bigger than and as sweet as
pickle". Three years later Virgil became a
stagecoach guard in Precott, Arizona. And there, in October of 1877,
unbidden, Virgil backed up U.S. Marshal "Little Bill"
Standifer in a shoot out, killing one of the attackers. A month
later Virgil was elected town sheriff, and a year after that he was
appointed Deputy Federal Marshal, assigned to clean up the
troublesome "Cow Boys" in and around Tombstone. He
immediately wrote his 4 brothers of the financial opportunities the
silver strike offered.
Virgil
was not the first Earp to become a lawman. His younger brother, 32
year old (in 1880) Wyatt Berry Stapp Earp (above) had been a deputy sheriff
in Dodge City, Kansas , but that was only part time. Wyatt's
preferred occupation was the profitable dealing of faro (see last photo in essay). The slight
odds favoring the faro dealer could be improved by lightening fast
play that disguised crooked shuffles and bottom dealing. Cheating was
so common that "Hoyle's Rules of Games" warned it's readers
that not a single honest faro game could be found in the United
States. And Wyatt Earp was one of the "best" faro dealers
in the west.
The
Earps gambled on Tombstone, going "all in" on 1 December
1879, when Virgil and Allie, Wyatt and his common-law wife, 30 year
old Celia Ann "Mattie" Blaylock, 39 year old James Cooksdy
Earp and his "beautiful brunette", 40 year old Nellie
"Bessie" Catchim, all arrived by carriage and wagon from the
territorial capital of Prescott. Six months later 28 year old Morgan
Seth Earp (above) and his wife, the arthritic Louisa Alice Houston, would
arrive, along with the Earps' friend and business partner, the
temperamental and tubercular John Henry "Doc" Holliday with
his Hungarian born common-law wife Mary Katherine "Big Nose
Kate" Horony-Cummings.
Which
brings up the unpleasant reality of the Earp's world. All the
brothers and Holliday based their financial stability on whore
houses, as property owners or bouncers from Illinois to Iowa to
Kansas to Dakota and Arizona territories. And all the Earp wives -
except Virgil's sweet pickle Allie and Wyatt's first wife who died in
Iowa - worked as prostitutes, often even after they were married.
Because the trade could be conducted with little capital investment -
a tent or the back of a wagon could suffice - time and again after a
financial setback, the women working as "soiled doves"
provided the funds the family needed to survive. The sixth and
final Earp brother, 25 year old Baxter Warren Earp, would not arrive
in Tombstone for another year.
Tombstone, had matured in the two years since the
silver strike. Los Angeles widow and freelance newspaper woman,
Clara Spalding Brown, also arrived in Tombstone that June of 1880 and
reported to the San Diego Union, it was, "an embryo city of canvas, frame and adobe...full
of activity." New arrival rancher John Pleasant Gray was
disappointed. "I
looked in vain for any guns or so-called gunmen. I learned later that
it was one of the town’s first ordinances that no guns were to be
permitted in any public place, and Tombstone was always a quiet, safe
town for the man who minded his own business.”
John Clum, editor of
the Tombstone Epitaph, first published on 1 May, 1880, wrote that he
could recall, "...only
one deadly street battle and one lynching during the entire 50 years
of Tombstone’s existence." That bloody street battle was, of
course, the shoot-out at the O.K. Corral.
Tombstone's
most
respectable street was named, ironically, after Arizona's 5th and
largely absentee Territorial Governor - the
handsome, arrogant, dashing and vapid John Charles Fremont (above). In 1848
he had been the famous pathfinder to California, and the first
Republican candidate for President in 1856. His wife, the beguiling
Jesse Benton Fremont, was twice as smart and four times as ambitious
as her husband. But her avidity, his cupidity and the financial
panic of 1873 wiped out their fortune. Jesse kept a roof over their
heads by writing magazine articles, but by 1878 the privileged couple
were destitute. Taking pity, Republican President
Rutherford B. Hays replaced the popular and efficient Arizona
Territorial Governor John Philo Hoyt with the 65 year old fatuous and
frivolous John C. Fremont.
Fremont (above) didn't even show up in Arizona for 5 months. And then he only stayed
long enough to be sworn in, sign bills legalizing gambling and creating a state lottery,
measures already passed by the 12 man Territorial Council -
whose members were approved by the Republican leaning railroad and
mining companies - and the 24 members of the Territorial House of
Representatives , elected by the mostly ex-southern Democratic voters.
Then, in 1879, after arraigning for his paychecks to be forwarded,
Fremont and Jesse returned to their mansion on Staten Island, New
York.
That
left Republican officials in Arizona, on their own. In 1880,
Republican appointed U.S. Deputy Marshall Robert Paul (above) ran for Pima
County Sheriff, against Democrat Charlie Shibell. The votes from
Tombstone and Charleston gave Paul a sizable lead. But his supporters
cautioned, "Wait for the returns from San Simon", where
"Ike" Clanton and Johnny Ringo were the election
inspectors. Out of 12 registered voters in San Simon, 103 voted for
Shibell, and only 1 for Paul. The Democrats never even tried to
explain where the extra 90 voters had come from. The county election
officials quickly awarded Shibell the office. It took 2 years of
legal wrangling for that fraudulent election to be overturned, but it
illustrated the political battle lines. Ranchers (rustlers), small
businessmen and women tended to be Democrats, while the federal
power structure, mine owners and managers and railroad officers,
tended to be Republicans.
That
was why the McLaury brothers felt comfortable in August of 1880, with
threatening a Federal Marshall. Sneering at Virgil Earp's question
about picking a fight, Frank McLaury told the Marshall that they had
intended on killing him. But satisfied with his explanation, they bid
Virgil Earp a good day. Watching the two "Cowboys" turn their backs and walk
away, Virgil made a vow to never enter Charleston alone again. And to
someday, settle the score with the McLaurys.
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