CRAIG, Samuel

Weekly Journal Miner, Prescott, Arizona Territory Wednesday, August 25, 1909, page 6, col. 5 Fall Down Stairs Fatal To Pioneer (From Wednesday's Daily) Death yesterday called another old pioneer, Samuel Craig, succumbing to injures he received by falling down a stairway in the Scopel hotel, fracturing his skull. He was very weak owing to recent illness, and lost his footing while descending, striking his head at the foot of the stairway against a chimney at the bottom that projected though the building. He was taken to the county hospital and lived but a few hours, never regaining consciousness. Mr. Craig belonged to the old school of stage drivers. In the early sixties he drove from Prescott to the Colorado river, and often was assigned to the most perilous routes in the Indian days. He was an intimate friend of Jim Stewart, the famous superintendent of the stage lines in this territory, and with that friendship Craig was always given the choice of routes to travel and the best of pay for his service. He was regarded as a most capable man, and his industrious and careful consideration of the duties was for him regard from all travelers between Prescott and California. He returned a few days ago from Southern California, where he had been for some months visiting friends and relatives. In speaking of the early days and in reverting to the scenes of so long ago, Mr. Craig significantly remarked that he was in a sphere that time had changed, and that his days of usefulness were over, the vocation of stage driver having come to an end, and he did not know what to follow to make a living. He was a native of Virginia. He (came to) Prescott in the early sixties after serving in the Confederate army in Virginia. His remains are at Ruffner's parlors, and interment will be announced later. Funeral arrangements will not be made until relatives are heard from. -------------------------------------- acturing his skull. He was very week owing to recent illness, and lost his footing while descending, striking his head at the foot of the stairway against a chimney at the bottom that propected thought the building. He was taken to the county hospital and lived but a few hours, never regaining consciousness. Mr. Craig belonged to the old school of stage drivers. In the early sixties he drove from Prescott to the Colorado river, and often was assigned to the most perilous routes in the Indian days. He was an intimate friend of Jim Stewart, the famous superintendent of the stage lines in this territory, and with that friendship Craig was always given the choice of routes to travel and the best of pay for his service. He was regarded as a most capable man, and his industrious and careful consideration of the duties was for him regard from all travelers between Prescott and California. He returned a few days ago from Southern California, where he had been for some months visiting friends and relatives. In speaking of the early days and in reverting to the scenes of so long ago, Mr. Craig significantly remarked that he was in a sphere that time had changed, and that his days of usefulness were over, the vocation of stage driver having come to an end, and he did not know what to follow to make a living. He was a native of Virginia. He (came to) Prescott in the early sixties after serving in the Confederate army in Virginia. His remains are at Ruffner's parlors, and interment will be announced later. Funeral arrangements will not be made until relatives are heard from.