. In the bosom of the Comanches;. ur ears we ran to the house for the protection ofmother and Mrs. Luster, who had also seen and heard thedemons approaching. Mother had us enter the house asquickly as possible and closed the unbarricaded would be indeed impossible to describe the emotions of In the Bosom of the Comanches 21 horror that possessed all of us in this moment of fataldoom and peril. There was no time for either lamenta-tion or prayer with our helplessness accentuated by thelack of every means of defense; and justifiable premoni-tions of death were proclaimed in our tremulou
. In the bosom of the Comanches;. ur ears we ran to the house for the protection ofmother and Mrs. Luster, who had also seen and heard thedemons approaching. Mother had us enter the house asquickly as possible and closed the unbarricaded would be indeed impossible to describe the emotions of In the Bosom of the Comanches 21 horror that possessed all of us in this moment of fataldoom and peril. There was no time for either lamenta-tion or prayer with our helplessness accentuated by thelack of every means of defense; and justifiable premoni-tions of death were proclaimed in our tremulous voices andfear-distorted faces. An eternity of horror crowded intoa moment of insufferable suspense for unprotected andundefended w^omen and children, confronted by mercilessand remorseless savages whose known acts and lives wererecords of treachery and blood. Mrs. Luster undertook to conceal herself in the loft ofthe log cabin and I made for two or three old guns in theirracks on the wall. Simultaneously several of the Indians. JOHN S. BABB Father of Dot Babb. Born 1810, Died i) 22 In the Bosom of the Comanches broke open the door and as I would seize a gun theywould take it from me and belabor me over the head withtheir quirts. My mother was trying to soften or makefriends by shaking hands with them, and against theseovertures they were as surlily obdurate and unmoved asever these ruthless slayers had been painted. The firstthing in their diabolical perfonnances was to plunder ourhome and take off everyting in the way of clothing andbedding. They then had Mrs. Luster come down fromher hiding in the loft and she was bound by someIndians and taken outside to the other Indians and theirhorses and there declared a captive. The remainder ofthe Indians in the house seized my oldest sister andstarted off with her. My mother, prompted by an un-controllable maternal instinct and afifection, interferedand clung to my sister in an effort to prevent her beingtaken, and as she did so on
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