Eli P. "Bud" Philpott was a native of Calistoga, California. Also known as Budd Philpot.
Tombstone Epitaph March 16, 1881:
At about 11 o'clock last night, Marshal Williams received a telegram from Benson stating that the Kinnear & Company's coach, carrying Wells Fargo & Co.'s treasure, had been stopped near Contention and "Budd Philpott, the driver, killed and one passenger mortally wounded. Almost immediately afterward A.C. Cowan, Wells Fargo & Co.'s agent at Contention City, rode into this city, bringing a portion of the details of the affair. In a few minutes after his arrival, Williams, the Earp brothers, and several other brave, determined men were in the saddle, well armed, en route to the scene of the murderous affray.
From telegrams received from Benson at the Epitaph office, the following particulars were gathered.
As the stage was going up a small incline about 200 yards this side of Drew's Station and about a mile the other side of Contention City, a man stepped into the road from the east side and called out "Hold!" At the same moment a number of men--believed to have been eight--made their appearance, and a shot was fired from the same side of the road, instantly followed by another. One of these shots struck "Bud" Philpott, the driver, who fell heavily forward between the wheelers, carrying the reins with him. The horses immediately sprang into a dead run. Meanwhile, Bob Paul, Wells Fargo & Co.'s messenger, one of the bravest and coolest men who ever sat on a box seat, was ready with his gun and answered back shot for shot before the frightened horses had whirled the coach out of range.
It was fully a mile before the team could be brought to a stand, when it was discovered that one of the shots had mortally wounded a passenger on the coach named Peter Roerig. As soon as the coach could be stopped, Paul secured the reins and drove rapidly to Benson, and immediately started back for the scene of the murder. At Benson a telegraph was sent to the Epitaph office, stating that Roering could not possibly live. There were eight passengers on the coach, and they all united in praise of Mr. Paul's bravery and presence of mind.
At Drews Station the firing and rapid whirling by of the coach sent the men at the station to the scene of the tragedy, when they found poor "Bud" lying in the road, and by the bright moonlight saw the murderers fleeing rapidly from the place. A messenger was at once dispatched to inform agent Cowan of the circumstances, and within twenty minutes after the news arrived Mr. Cowan had dispatched nearly thirty well-armed volunteers after the scoundrels. He then rode rapidly into Tombstone, when the party above mentioned started out to aid in the pursuit. This, with Mr. Paul's party, makes three bodies of determined men who are in hot chase, and Mr. Cowan stated to an Epitaph reporter that it is almost impossible for the murderous gang to escape, as the pursuers are close at their heels and have moonlight in their favor. Should the road-agents be caught they will meet with the short shift which they deserve.
"Bud", the murdered driver, whose real name is Eli P. Philpott, was one of the most widely known stage-drivers on the Coast. For years he has borne a high reputation as a skilful handler of the "ribbons," won on the principal stage lines in California, and during a year's residence in Arizona, most of the latter time in the employ of Kinnears (formerly Walker & Co.'s) line. He will be sincerely mourned, not only by hosts of personal friends, but by thousands of passengers who have ridden on the box seat with him and been captivated by his simple manners and frank, manly ways. It was a rare treat to "make the trip" with him, for his memory was rich in reminiscences of the "old stage days" in California, and when he so willed he could keep a companion's attention riveted by his quaint, droll conversation. He has a wife and young family at Calistoga, California, who had the tenderest place in his big heart. And now there is another little home in the world which has been desolated and despoiled by the ruthless bullet. There is something inexpressibly sad in the sudden death of such outwardly rough, but inwardly brave, true hearted men, and no better representation of this class could be found than the man whom the murderers last night sent unwarned to his last home. He was proud and fond of his team and the big new coach on which he met his death as if they were human, and the horses aways seemed to know when "Bud" was at the other end of the lines.
Posses headed by U.S. Deputy Marshal Virgil Earp and Sheriff Johnny Behan failed to find the perpetrators. Bud Philpott had a further brush with fame, as Tombstone's Dr. George Goodfellow inspected his remains, made a report at the inquest and billed the county $100.00.
Philpott, originally buried in Tombstone, was later re-interred at the Calistoga Pioneer Cemetery. Locals sometimes call it the "Old Pioneer Cemetery."
Stagecoach trivia: Philpott's Concord stagecoach was made in 1867. It was normally pulled by six or eight horses and it's average traveling speed was four to twelve miles per hour. The typical fee to ride the stage was between .03 and .15 cents per mile. This stagecoach can be seen at the Sharlot Hall museum in Prescott, Arizona.
Note* If you don't have a GPS unit here are directions to the grave marker:
When you face the glass covered bulletin board you will see a flag pole to your right. From the flag pole, walk 14 paces towards the rear of the cemetery, then walk seven paces to your right and you'll see the marker.
On August 6, 2018 this writer received the following information from Findagrave contributor: 48915919
“I have been researching the Philpott family extensively and would like to connect Eli to members of his family on Find A Grave. Eli's father was Martin Philpott (born abt 1817 at VA-died after 1860 probably Napa County, CA). I believe his mother was Mary Jane Coverdill. Unfortunately, I have not found Find A Grave memorials for either of his parents.
However, one of his half-brothers was Addison Philpott, memorial # 18665909.
"E.P." appeared on the 1860 U.S. Census at Hot Spring Township, Napa County, CA, listed as age 7 and born in "K.T." (Kansas Territory). His father evidently died before 1870 because "Eli" appears on the 1870 U.S. Census in the home of his half-brother, Addison Philpot at Hot Springs Township. On the 1870 census it was reported that Eli was age 16 and born in Nebraska. Prior to living in California, his parents resided in Macoupin County, Illinois. They left Illinois shortly before Eli was born.
I wish I could say for certain where Eli was born, but I'm confident it wasn't California.”
Tombstone Epitaph March 16, 1881:
At about 11 o'clock last night, Marshal Williams received a telegram from Benson stating that the Kinnear & Company's coach, carrying Wells Fargo & Co.'s treasure, had been stopped near Contention and "Budd Philpott, the driver, killed and one passenger mortally wounded. Almost immediately afterward A.C. Cowan, Wells Fargo & Co.'s agent at Contention City, rode into this city, bringing a portion of the details of the affair. In a few minutes after his arrival, Williams, the Earp brothers, and several other brave, determined men were in the saddle, well armed, en route to the scene of the murderous affray.
From telegrams received from Benson at the Epitaph office, the following particulars were gathered.
As the stage was going up a small incline about 200 yards this side of Drew's Station and about a mile the other side of Contention City, a man stepped into the road from the east side and called out "Hold!" At the same moment a number of men--believed to have been eight--made their appearance, and a shot was fired from the same side of the road, instantly followed by another. One of these shots struck "Bud" Philpott, the driver, who fell heavily forward between the wheelers, carrying the reins with him. The horses immediately sprang into a dead run. Meanwhile, Bob Paul, Wells Fargo & Co.'s messenger, one of the bravest and coolest men who ever sat on a box seat, was ready with his gun and answered back shot for shot before the frightened horses had whirled the coach out of range.
It was fully a mile before the team could be brought to a stand, when it was discovered that one of the shots had mortally wounded a passenger on the coach named Peter Roerig. As soon as the coach could be stopped, Paul secured the reins and drove rapidly to Benson, and immediately started back for the scene of the murder. At Benson a telegraph was sent to the Epitaph office, stating that Roering could not possibly live. There were eight passengers on the coach, and they all united in praise of Mr. Paul's bravery and presence of mind.
At Drews Station the firing and rapid whirling by of the coach sent the men at the station to the scene of the tragedy, when they found poor "Bud" lying in the road, and by the bright moonlight saw the murderers fleeing rapidly from the place. A messenger was at once dispatched to inform agent Cowan of the circumstances, and within twenty minutes after the news arrived Mr. Cowan had dispatched nearly thirty well-armed volunteers after the scoundrels. He then rode rapidly into Tombstone, when the party above mentioned started out to aid in the pursuit. This, with Mr. Paul's party, makes three bodies of determined men who are in hot chase, and Mr. Cowan stated to an Epitaph reporter that it is almost impossible for the murderous gang to escape, as the pursuers are close at their heels and have moonlight in their favor. Should the road-agents be caught they will meet with the short shift which they deserve.
"Bud", the murdered driver, whose real name is Eli P. Philpott, was one of the most widely known stage-drivers on the Coast. For years he has borne a high reputation as a skilful handler of the "ribbons," won on the principal stage lines in California, and during a year's residence in Arizona, most of the latter time in the employ of Kinnears (formerly Walker & Co.'s) line. He will be sincerely mourned, not only by hosts of personal friends, but by thousands of passengers who have ridden on the box seat with him and been captivated by his simple manners and frank, manly ways. It was a rare treat to "make the trip" with him, for his memory was rich in reminiscences of the "old stage days" in California, and when he so willed he could keep a companion's attention riveted by his quaint, droll conversation. He has a wife and young family at Calistoga, California, who had the tenderest place in his big heart. And now there is another little home in the world which has been desolated and despoiled by the ruthless bullet. There is something inexpressibly sad in the sudden death of such outwardly rough, but inwardly brave, true hearted men, and no better representation of this class could be found than the man whom the murderers last night sent unwarned to his last home. He was proud and fond of his team and the big new coach on which he met his death as if they were human, and the horses aways seemed to know when "Bud" was at the other end of the lines.
Posses headed by U.S. Deputy Marshal Virgil Earp and Sheriff Johnny Behan failed to find the perpetrators. Bud Philpott had a further brush with fame, as Tombstone's Dr. George Goodfellow inspected his remains, made a report at the inquest and billed the county $100.00.
Philpott, originally buried in Tombstone, was later re-interred at the Calistoga Pioneer Cemetery. Locals sometimes call it the "Old Pioneer Cemetery."
Stagecoach trivia: Philpott's Concord stagecoach was made in 1867. It was normally pulled by six or eight horses and it's average traveling speed was four to twelve miles per hour. The typical fee to ride the stage was between .03 and .15 cents per mile. This stagecoach can be seen at the Sharlot Hall museum in Prescott, Arizona.
Note* If you don't have a GPS unit here are directions to the grave marker:
When you face the glass covered bulletin board you will see a flag pole to your right. From the flag pole, walk 14 paces towards the rear of the cemetery, then walk seven paces to your right and you'll see the marker.
On August 6, 2018 this writer received the following information from Findagrave contributor: 48915919
“I have been researching the Philpott family extensively and would like to connect Eli to members of his family on Find A Grave. Eli's father was Martin Philpott (born abt 1817 at VA-died after 1860 probably Napa County, CA). I believe his mother was Mary Jane Coverdill. Unfortunately, I have not found Find A Grave memorials for either of his parents.
However, one of his half-brothers was Addison Philpott, memorial # 18665909.
"E.P." appeared on the 1860 U.S. Census at Hot Spring Township, Napa County, CA, listed as age 7 and born in "K.T." (Kansas Territory). His father evidently died before 1870 because "Eli" appears on the 1870 U.S. Census in the home of his half-brother, Addison Philpot at Hot Springs Township. On the 1870 census it was reported that Eli was age 16 and born in Nebraska. Prior to living in California, his parents resided in Macoupin County, Illinois. They left Illinois shortly before Eli was born.
I wish I could say for certain where Eli was born, but I'm confident it wasn't California.”
Eli P. "Bud" Philpott was a native of Calistoga, California. Also known as Budd Philpot.
Tombstone Epitaph March 16, 1881:
At about 11 o'clock last night, Marshal Williams received a telegram from Benson stating that the Kinnear & Company's coach, carrying Wells Fargo & Co.'s treasure, had been stopped near Contention and "Budd Philpott, the driver, killed and one passenger mortally wounded. Almost immediately afterward A.C. Cowan, Wells Fargo & Co.'s agent at Contention City, rode into this city, bringing a portion of the details of the affair. In a few minutes after his arrival, Williams, the Earp brothers, and several other brave, determined men were in the saddle, well armed, en route to the scene of the murderous affray.
From telegrams received from Benson at the Epitaph office, the following particulars were gathered.
As the stage was going up a small incline about 200 yards this side of Drew's Station and about a mile the other side of Contention City, a man stepped into the road from the east side and called out "Hold!" At the same moment a number of men--believed to have been eight--made their appearance, and a shot was fired from the same side of the road, instantly followed by another. One of these shots struck "Bud" Philpott, the driver, who fell heavily forward between the wheelers, carrying the reins with him. The horses immediately sprang into a dead run. Meanwhile, Bob Paul, Wells Fargo & Co.'s messenger, one of the bravest and coolest men who ever sat on a box seat, was ready with his gun and answered back shot for shot before the frightened horses had whirled the coach out of range.
It was fully a mile before the team could be brought to a stand, when it was discovered that one of the shots had mortally wounded a passenger on the coach named Peter Roerig. As soon as the coach could be stopped, Paul secured the reins and drove rapidly to Benson, and immediately started back for the scene of the murder. At Benson a telegraph was sent to the Epitaph office, stating that Roering could not possibly live. There were eight passengers on the coach, and they all united in praise of Mr. Paul's bravery and presence of mind.
At Drews Station the firing and rapid whirling by of the coach sent the men at the station to the scene of the tragedy, when they found poor "Bud" lying in the road, and by the bright moonlight saw the murderers fleeing rapidly from the place. A messenger was at once dispatched to inform agent Cowan of the circumstances, and within twenty minutes after the news arrived Mr. Cowan had dispatched nearly thirty well-armed volunteers after the scoundrels. He then rode rapidly into Tombstone, when the party above mentioned started out to aid in the pursuit. This, with Mr. Paul's party, makes three bodies of determined men who are in hot chase, and Mr. Cowan stated to an Epitaph reporter that it is almost impossible for the murderous gang to escape, as the pursuers are close at their heels and have moonlight in their favor. Should the road-agents be caught they will meet with the short shift which they deserve.
"Bud", the murdered driver, whose real name is Eli P. Philpott, was one of the most widely known stage-drivers on the Coast. For years he has borne a high reputation as a skilful handler of the "ribbons," won on the principal stage lines in California, and during a year's residence in Arizona, most of the latter time in the employ of Kinnears (formerly Walker & Co.'s) line. He will be sincerely mourned, not only by hosts of personal friends, but by thousands of passengers who have ridden on the box seat with him and been captivated by his simple manners and frank, manly ways. It was a rare treat to "make the trip" with him, for his memory was rich in reminiscences of the "old stage days" in California, and when he so willed he could keep a companion's attention riveted by his quaint, droll conversation. He has a wife and young family at Calistoga, California, who had the tenderest place in his big heart. And now there is another little home in the world which has been desolated and despoiled by the ruthless bullet. There is something inexpressibly sad in the sudden death of such outwardly rough, but inwardly brave, true hearted men, and no better representation of this class could be found than the man whom the murderers last night sent unwarned to his last home. He was proud and fond of his team and the big new coach on which he met his death as if they were human, and the horses aways seemed to know when "Bud" was at the other end of the lines.
Posses headed by U.S. Deputy Marshal Virgil Earp and Sheriff Johnny Behan failed to find the perpetrators. Bud Philpott had a further brush with fame, as Tombstone's Dr. George Goodfellow inspected his remains, made a report at the inquest and billed the county $100.00.
Philpott, originally buried in Tombstone, was later re-interred at the Calistoga Pioneer Cemetery. Locals sometimes call it the "Old Pioneer Cemetery."
Stagecoach trivia: Philpott's Concord stagecoach was made in 1867. It was normally pulled by six or eight horses and it's average traveling speed was four to twelve miles per hour. The typical fee to ride the stage was between .03 and .15 cents per mile. This stagecoach can be seen at the Sharlot Hall museum in Prescott, Arizona.
Note* If you don't have a GPS unit here are directions to the grave marker:
When you face the glass covered bulletin board you will see a flag pole to your right. From the flag pole, walk 14 paces towards the rear of the cemetery, then walk seven paces to your right and you'll see the marker.
On August 6, 2018 this writer received the following information from Findagrave contributor: 48915919
“I have been researching the Philpott family extensively and would like to connect Eli to members of his family on Find A Grave. Eli's father was Martin Philpott (born abt 1817 at VA-died after 1860 probably Napa County, CA). I believe his mother was Mary Jane Coverdill. Unfortunately, I have not found Find A Grave memorials for either of his parents.
However, one of his half-brothers was Addison Philpott, memorial # 18665909.
"E.P." appeared on the 1860 U.S. Census at Hot Spring Township, Napa County, CA, listed as age 7 and born in "K.T." (Kansas Territory). His father evidently died before 1870 because "Eli" appears on the 1870 U.S. Census in the home of his half-brother, Addison Philpot at Hot Springs Township. On the 1870 census it was reported that Eli was age 16 and born in Nebraska. Prior to living in California, his parents resided in Macoupin County, Illinois. They left Illinois shortly before Eli was born.
I wish I could say for certain where Eli was born, but I'm confident it wasn't California.”
Tombstone Epitaph March 16, 1881:
At about 11 o'clock last night, Marshal Williams received a telegram from Benson stating that the Kinnear & Company's coach, carrying Wells Fargo & Co.'s treasure, had been stopped near Contention and "Budd Philpott, the driver, killed and one passenger mortally wounded. Almost immediately afterward A.C. Cowan, Wells Fargo & Co.'s agent at Contention City, rode into this city, bringing a portion of the details of the affair. In a few minutes after his arrival, Williams, the Earp brothers, and several other brave, determined men were in the saddle, well armed, en route to the scene of the murderous affray.
From telegrams received from Benson at the Epitaph office, the following particulars were gathered.
As the stage was going up a small incline about 200 yards this side of Drew's Station and about a mile the other side of Contention City, a man stepped into the road from the east side and called out "Hold!" At the same moment a number of men--believed to have been eight--made their appearance, and a shot was fired from the same side of the road, instantly followed by another. One of these shots struck "Bud" Philpott, the driver, who fell heavily forward between the wheelers, carrying the reins with him. The horses immediately sprang into a dead run. Meanwhile, Bob Paul, Wells Fargo & Co.'s messenger, one of the bravest and coolest men who ever sat on a box seat, was ready with his gun and answered back shot for shot before the frightened horses had whirled the coach out of range.
It was fully a mile before the team could be brought to a stand, when it was discovered that one of the shots had mortally wounded a passenger on the coach named Peter Roerig. As soon as the coach could be stopped, Paul secured the reins and drove rapidly to Benson, and immediately started back for the scene of the murder. At Benson a telegraph was sent to the Epitaph office, stating that Roering could not possibly live. There were eight passengers on the coach, and they all united in praise of Mr. Paul's bravery and presence of mind.
At Drews Station the firing and rapid whirling by of the coach sent the men at the station to the scene of the tragedy, when they found poor "Bud" lying in the road, and by the bright moonlight saw the murderers fleeing rapidly from the place. A messenger was at once dispatched to inform agent Cowan of the circumstances, and within twenty minutes after the news arrived Mr. Cowan had dispatched nearly thirty well-armed volunteers after the scoundrels. He then rode rapidly into Tombstone, when the party above mentioned started out to aid in the pursuit. This, with Mr. Paul's party, makes three bodies of determined men who are in hot chase, and Mr. Cowan stated to an Epitaph reporter that it is almost impossible for the murderous gang to escape, as the pursuers are close at their heels and have moonlight in their favor. Should the road-agents be caught they will meet with the short shift which they deserve.
"Bud", the murdered driver, whose real name is Eli P. Philpott, was one of the most widely known stage-drivers on the Coast. For years he has borne a high reputation as a skilful handler of the "ribbons," won on the principal stage lines in California, and during a year's residence in Arizona, most of the latter time in the employ of Kinnears (formerly Walker & Co.'s) line. He will be sincerely mourned, not only by hosts of personal friends, but by thousands of passengers who have ridden on the box seat with him and been captivated by his simple manners and frank, manly ways. It was a rare treat to "make the trip" with him, for his memory was rich in reminiscences of the "old stage days" in California, and when he so willed he could keep a companion's attention riveted by his quaint, droll conversation. He has a wife and young family at Calistoga, California, who had the tenderest place in his big heart. And now there is another little home in the world which has been desolated and despoiled by the ruthless bullet. There is something inexpressibly sad in the sudden death of such outwardly rough, but inwardly brave, true hearted men, and no better representation of this class could be found than the man whom the murderers last night sent unwarned to his last home. He was proud and fond of his team and the big new coach on which he met his death as if they were human, and the horses aways seemed to know when "Bud" was at the other end of the lines.
Posses headed by U.S. Deputy Marshal Virgil Earp and Sheriff Johnny Behan failed to find the perpetrators. Bud Philpott had a further brush with fame, as Tombstone's Dr. George Goodfellow inspected his remains, made a report at the inquest and billed the county $100.00.
Philpott, originally buried in Tombstone, was later re-interred at the Calistoga Pioneer Cemetery. Locals sometimes call it the "Old Pioneer Cemetery."
Stagecoach trivia: Philpott's Concord stagecoach was made in 1867. It was normally pulled by six or eight horses and it's average traveling speed was four to twelve miles per hour. The typical fee to ride the stage was between .03 and .15 cents per mile. This stagecoach can be seen at the Sharlot Hall museum in Prescott, Arizona.
Note* If you don't have a GPS unit here are directions to the grave marker:
When you face the glass covered bulletin board you will see a flag pole to your right. From the flag pole, walk 14 paces towards the rear of the cemetery, then walk seven paces to your right and you'll see the marker.
On August 6, 2018 this writer received the following information from Findagrave contributor: 48915919
“I have been researching the Philpott family extensively and would like to connect Eli to members of his family on Find A Grave. Eli's father was Martin Philpott (born abt 1817 at VA-died after 1860 probably Napa County, CA). I believe his mother was Mary Jane Coverdill. Unfortunately, I have not found Find A Grave memorials for either of his parents.
However, one of his half-brothers was Addison Philpott, memorial # 18665909.
"E.P." appeared on the 1860 U.S. Census at Hot Spring Township, Napa County, CA, listed as age 7 and born in "K.T." (Kansas Territory). His father evidently died before 1870 because "Eli" appears on the 1870 U.S. Census in the home of his half-brother, Addison Philpot at Hot Springs Township. On the 1870 census it was reported that Eli was age 16 and born in Nebraska. Prior to living in California, his parents resided in Macoupin County, Illinois. They left Illinois shortly before Eli was born.
I wish I could say for certain where Eli was born, but I'm confident it wasn't California.”
