By Don Larry

On Prescott's courthouse plaza stands the tall, ornately canopied bandstand. It was built in 1908 on the spot where an earlier bandstand had stood for many years. The nationwide brass band movement was first introduced into Arizona here in 1865 and it quickly spread throughout the territory.

By Al Bates Julius and Celia Sanders spent the first 35 years of their married life uneventfully, farming in Kentucky and Illinois. The next five years were spent on a trek that took them and most of their children to California and then to Arizona to become Prescott's first Anglo family.

By Leo Banks

On a snowy night in Prescott in January of 1898, a mysterious woman dropped a baby girl onto the bar of a Whiskey Row saloon and disappeared out the bat-wing doors.  The commotion that resulted rocked the town, and its echoes are still felt today.

By Ann Hibner Koblitz

If we judge by most of the accounts available in bookstores, women in early territorial Arizona had precisely two occupations-- ranch/farm wife and prostitute. Some further reflection might expand the list of women's jobs to include schoolmarm and possibly maid servant or laundress, but after that most of us would draw a blank. Probably we would excuse our inability to come up with a longer list with some facile remark about how restricted women's lives were in Victorian America, and how 19th-century Arizonan women could not be expected to have had the myriad ambitions and opportunities of their 21st Century descendants.

By Ken Edwards

Rancher, entrepreneur, truck driver, farmer, and builder. All of these terms apply to John Benton 'Jack' Jones, builder of Prescott's historic Hotel Vendome. Often confused with a miner of the same name, the "real" (for our purposes) Jack Jones was never involved in mining activity. Born in a small ranching community in central Texas in 1881, Jack left home at an early age because he couldn't get along with the rest of his family.

By Linda Ludington

In Part 1, we learned that Ed Kellis dreamed of owning a cattle ranch, and that as a toddler, he received his first heifer calf. During the Depression, the Kellis family sold their Blackwell, Texas windmill business and blacksmith shop, and moved to Arizona. Having purchased a herd of goats and cattle in Bagdad, the family met witih financial disaster due to a severe winter, during which most of the livestock perished. Ed Kellis started work at the mine in Bagdad. In 1961, he finally purchased the ranch of which he had dreamed.

By Linda Ludington

The country is not a gentle land. Huge boulders strewn about like a naughty child's toys appear to have catapulted one another to balance themselves capriciously on sheer ledges. Rocks trap and concentrate precious moisture in clefts to nourish Saguaro and desert grasses. Above the Santa Maria River, steep ridges reveal still higher crests to the north. The elevation climbs from 2,000 to over 5,000 feet. The desert gives way to vast mesas covered with pinon, oak, and mountain grasses.

By Evelyn B. Baldwin and edited by Parker Anderson

(This article first appeared in the Prescott Evening Courier on October 27, 1936. It was submitted to the paper by the Courier's Jerome correspondent, Madge Whitford. It was written by her father's cousin, Arctic explorer, Mr. Evelyn Baldwin. The article has been long forgotten, and is presented here, re-discovered at last.) 

The following true narrative of the first Masonic burial in Arizona, as related to me by my old friend, Col. W. M. Williams, of Cairo, Illinois, will doubtless interest your readers. I give it, as nearly as possible, in his own words:

By Bill Peck

From the 1900's until about 1960, livestock shipping corrals stood beside the railroad tracks at most small towns in Arizona. Made of creosoted timbers and plank fences, one could get a good look at all of the local cowboy gentry at shipping time They sat on the top board of the fence which was laid flat for walking purposes.

By Anne Foster

Modern Prescottonians embrace the image of the town as a Wild West icon, complete with a notorious street of saloons and a tumultuous history. For some residents in the late 19th century, however, the goal was to promote a civilized, well-to-do persona in keeping with the prosperity and optimism of the age. In keeping with this ideal, the town's leading ladies formed the Prescott Chautauqua Reading Circle.