ohn Henry "Doc" Holliday - August 14, 1851- November 8, 1887
Doc was born in Griffin, GA. to a wealthy southern family. Doc's father,
Major Henry Burroughs Holliday, participated in the Cherokee Indian
War, Mexican War and Civil War.
When the major returned from the Mexican War, he brought home a
young Mexican boy who was orphaned by the war, his name was Francisco
Hidalgo. After the major served the Confederate Army, he moved his
family from Griffin, GA. to Valdosta, GA., to land that was given to
him. Doc's mother, Alice Jane Mckey Holliday, died of tuberculosis in
1866, when Doc was 12, his step brother Francisco also died of
tuberculosis a short time later, this is where it is believed that Doc
contracted the disease.
Doc attended the Pennsylvania College
of Dental Surgery and graduated in 1872. Shortly after, probably 1873,
Doc traveled west, to Dallas, because the drier climate would be better
for his health. Doc being a well educated man, stood out from the
crowd in the west, he spoke Latin, French and played the piano, he was
taught by his mother to play. He did love his trade of dentistry and
tried making a living at it in the west, but his constant coughing kept
his patients from coming back. As his dentistry practice failed, he
found a new line of work, gambling, which he also found to be more fun,
Doc was good at it too and held the respect of other gamblers. Doc,
knowing that he was dying a slow death, was fearless, figuring he had
nothing to lose, that's one of the reasons why he was so dangerous, he
had a bad outlook on life because of the disease and wanted to die. Doc
always liked to be well dressed, was very intelligent with a quick wit
and was known for a good sense of humor, at someone else's expense of
course.
The
earliest recorded gunfight of Doc Holliday was on January 1, 1875 in
Dallas. He was gambling in a saloon owned by a man by the name of
Austin. They got into an argument over a card game and both pulled the
six shooters and firing, both missed, but they were both arrested for
it and later released.
Around 1877, Doc met Wyatt Earp in a saloon called Shanessy's in Fort Griffin, Texas. They immediately hit
it off and became instant friends, both admiring certain qualities of
each other. Wyatt said Doc was "the nerviest, speediest man with a
six-shooter he ever knew". Later in 1877, Doc was involved in another
fracas over gambling in Fort Griffin, this time with with a man by the
name of Ed Bailey. Bailey drew his gun, but Doc got to him first with a
knife and killed him. Even though it was in self defense with many
witnesses, Bailey was well liked by the town and Doc was arrested for
murder. He was held in a hotel room, because the town didn't have a jail
cell. Doc's long time lady friend, and the only woman to have captured
Doc's guarded affection, Big Nose Kate, her real name was Mary
Katherine Harony, came to Doc's rescue. She started a fire in the back
of the hotel as a diversion, then with a six gun in hand, she got the
drop on the deputy charged with guarding the prisoner and her and Doc
escaped. They hid out overnight and in the morning they left for Dodge
City. Exactly when Kate and Doc met isn't known, sometime in the
1870's, but what is known is that Kate left Davenport, IA. as a young
girl to seek her fortune in the west. She landed in a Kansas bordello
where her and Doc met. Kate was a big woman standing inches above Doc
and she captured Doc's attention, he was just plain drawn to her. There
is a rumor that they actually married in St. Louis in the 1870's, but
no record can be found, as far as I know anyway. Once Doc and Kate
arrived in Dodge City, he quickly renewed his friendship with Wyatt
Earp, who was a deputy marshal.
In
1879, Doc was making good money as a gambler and part owner of a
saloon in Las Vegas, NM. His partner and financial backer, John Joshua
Webb, was once a Dodge City lawman. On July 19, 1879, Webb and Doc
were seated at a card table, when a bully and former army scout, Mike
Gordon, began an argument at the bar. He was yelling at one of the
saloon women, who had once been the object of his affection, but had
since brushed him off, to pack her bags and leave town with him. She
refused his offer and Gordon stormed out of the saloon into the street
shouting obscenities at Doc and then began shooting at the front of the
saloon. Doc stepped outside and a shot from Gordon's six gun whizzed
past him. Doc calmly pulled his pistol and shot once, fatally wounding
Gordon, who died the next day, still cursing Doc with his last breath.
With word that he would be arrested for this killing, Doc
rode out of Las Vegas and went back to Dodge City and he was glad he
was going back. Once he arrived there, he found out his friend Wyatt
Earp had just left, heading west for Tombstone. Doc took out after him
and before Wyatt's party made it to Tombstone, Doc caught up with them,
figuring he would accompany the Earp's there.
Doc and Wyatt
had a strange friendship and much has been written about them. They had
a deep respect for each other, Doc would even try to emulate Wyatt's
style and openly looked up to him for his nervy and decisive actions
when dealing with outlaws. Most proper folk thought of Doc as a
lowlife, doing most anything for money. On the other hand, they looked
at Wyatt as an incorruptible lawman. There are stories of Wyatt saving
Doc from a lynch mob and how Wyatt financed Doc's gambling, receiving a
percentage of the winnings for his investment. Over the years, both
men's reputation
grew and spread, they made a formable pair that most dared not mess
with. Doc was proud to be known as Wyatt's backup man, making sure Wyatt
didn't take a slug in the back. Wyatt did his part for Doc too,
spreading word of Doc's gunfights, fueling his reputation as a gunman.
Doc took great pleasure in making men back down, he would prod and
challenge them and look for insults even though there weren't any just
get in someone's face. This was a practice done by most gunmen,
challenging men then watching them back down, they reveled in their
reputations, sometimes earned, sometimes not, but a reputation
nonetheless.
In
the spring of 1881, Doc and Kate were still in Tombstone. They fought
often, but this next one was the biggest, Doc through Kate out of his
hotel room. She then befriended the boys in the Clanton-McLowery gang. A
Wells Fargo stage was robbed, killing the driver, Bud Philpot. Doc was
accused of leading the robbery by the Clanton's and Big Nose Kate gave
a deposition that Doc was bragging about it. Doc was politely asked by
Cochise County Sheriff John Behan to come with him to answer to the
deposition. Behan was known to be in cahoots with the Clanton's,
looking the other way when they rustled cattle and was in general a
weak man. Doc went to the jail with Behan, denying he had anything to
do with this robbery, which the bandits didn't get away with any of the
money. Doc told Behan: "If I had pulled that job, I'd have gotten away
with the eighty thousand". Doc then stood up and walked back to the
Oriental Saloon to resume his card game. He was never indicted for the
crime, of course it helped that his best friend Wyatt Earp was deputy
marshal and later on, Wyatt brought in suspects of that crime.
Doc
was very angry at Kate for the accusations telling her never to speak
to him again. Doc heard that a Tombstone bar owner, Mike Joyce, was
spreading the rumor about Doc robbing the stage, he rushed over to the
saloon. Both men drew their guns, Doc shot the six gun out of Joyce's
hand, putting a bullet through his palm, which just enhanced the
reputation of Doc as an expert marksman. Doc's real anger was aimed at
the Clanton-McLowery clan for "stealing" Kate and for the accusations
they made about the stage robbery. Doc sought out Ike Clanton on
October 26, 1881 and cursed him in a Tombstone saloon. Clanton, not
known for his courage unless the odds were in his favor pleaded to be
spared and was later pistol whipped by Wyatt that day. The
Clanton-McLowery clan then sent a challenge to the Earp's for a
showdown the next day at the OK Corral.
As Doc and the Earp's
approached the corral, the Earp's all dressed in black suits with stern
serious faces, and Doc strolling along in his gray suit whistling. In
the end, Billy Clanton, Tom and Frank McLowery were killed and Virgil
and Morgan Earp were wounded. Doc shot Tom McLowery with the shotgun he
was carrying under his coat. Ike Clanton turned and ran when the
shooting began, Doc pulled his six gun and fired at the fleeing Clanton,
but missed his mark.
In May of 1887, Doc, in his poorest
health yet, went to Glenwood Springs, CO., where he heard that the
sulphur springs might help his condition, but of course, they didn't.
Doc spent the last days of his life there and the last two months
before his death, he didn't even go out of his room. As the end came
near, Doc had his bowie knife and six shooter on the table next to his
bed. Doc Holliday died on November 8, 1887. He was to be buried in the
Linwood Cemetery, but it being winter, the road up to the cemetery was
iced over, so they buried him at the bottom of the hill with plans to
rebury him later, although, they never did, so the story goes anyway. Did you know they wore old west clothing apparel they bought from Sear Catalog?
Jesse James Bio What Is The Truth and Myth
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Jesse James Bio What Is The Truth and Myth
Jesse James Bio What Is The Truth and Myth
Partners in Crime
Some historians accuse Jesse and Frank of being cruel to Union soldiers, while others argue that it was the brutal treatment the brothers received that turned them to a life of crime. Either way, they rebelled against harsh postwar civil legislation and took the law into their own hands. They began robbing trains, stagecoaches and banks that were owned or operated by a Northern institution.
There has been speculation that the boys and their gangs were like Robin Hood, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, but there is no evidence for that. Most likely, they kept the money for themselves. From 1860 to 1882, the James Gang was the most feared band of outlaws in American history, responsible for more than 20 bank and train robberies and the murders of countless individuals who stood in their way. They stole an estimated $200,000. They were legends in their own time, popular in Missouri for actively trying to further the Confederate cause.
On December 7, 1869, the gang robbed the Gallatin, Missouri, bank. Jesse asked to change a $100 bill, and thinking that the banker was responsible for the death of Bloody Bill, shot the man in the heart. Local newspapers labeled the actions vicious and bloodthirsty and called for the gang’s capture. From that robbery to the end of their careers, members of the James Gang had a price on their heads, dead or alive.
Personal Life and Death
In 1874, Jesse married his longtime sweetheart and first cousin, Zerelda, and had two children. Both James brothers were known as good family men who loved their wives and spent time with their children, but they still continued their life of crime.
Though protected by their community, they were always on the move. Even after other members of the gang had been killed, and their friends the Youngers had been sent to prison for 25 years, in 1879, the James brothers planned one more robbery with Charlie and Bob Ford. Little did they know that Governor Crittenden of Missouri had put together a reward fund so large that the Fords had turned traitor to earn it.
After breakfast on April 3, 1882, Jesse turned to straighten a picture on a wall of his home, and Bob shot Jesse in the back of the head. Jesse died instantly at age 34. People in Missouri were outraged at the method used to capture him and considered it a cowardly assassination. Within three months, Frank surrendered to Crittenden. The juries would not convict on the meager evidence, so Frank resumed a quiet life
Partners in Crime
Some historians accuse Jesse and Frank of being cruel to Union soldiers, while others argue that it was the brutal treatment the brothers received that turned them to a life of crime. Either way, they rebelled against harsh postwar civil legislation and took the law into their own hands. They began robbing trains, stagecoaches and banks that were owned or operated by a Northern institution.
There has been speculation that the boys and their gangs were like Robin Hood, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, but there is no evidence for that. Most likely, they kept the money for themselves. From 1860 to 1882, the James Gang was the most feared band of outlaws in American history, responsible for more than 20 bank and train robberies and the murders of countless individuals who stood in their way. They stole an estimated $200,000. They were legends in their own time, popular in Missouri for actively trying to further the Confederate cause.
On December 7, 1869, the gang robbed the Gallatin, Missouri, bank. Jesse asked to change a $100 bill, and thinking that the banker was responsible for the death of Bloody Bill, shot the man in the heart. Local newspapers labeled the actions vicious and bloodthirsty and called for the gang’s capture. From that robbery to the end of their careers, members of the James Gang had a price on their heads, dead or alive.
Personal Life and Death
In 1874, Jesse married his longtime sweetheart and first cousin, Zerelda, and had two children. Both James brothers were known as good family men who loved their wives and spent time with their children, but they still continued their life of crime.
Though protected by their community, they were always on the move. Even after other members of the gang had been killed, and their friends the Youngers had been sent to prison for 25 years, in 1879, the James brothers planned one more robbery with Charlie and Bob Ford. Little did they know that Governor Crittenden of Missouri had put together a reward fund so large that the Fords had turned traitor to earn it.
After breakfast on April 3, 1882, Jesse turned to straighten a picture on a wall of his home, and Bob shot Jesse in the back of the head. Jesse died instantly at age 34. People in Missouri were outraged at the method used to capture him and considered it a cowardly assassination. Within three months, Frank surrendered to Crittenden. The juries would not convict on the meager evidence, so Frank resumed a quiet life
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