. In the bosom of the Comanches;. fore him, but having removed to Clarksville,somewhat off the main line of travel, she knew she covldnot see him unless she intercepted him in the course ofhis route. This she determined to do, and after a horse-back ride of a few miles brought up at the home of asettler, where she found the object of her eager pursuit. In the Bosom of the Comanches 93 A few words served to introduce those earnest advocatesof a common cause, and a mutual hatred of oppressionsoon gave to each a knowledge of the glowing patriotismthat burned in the bosom of the other. After a few
. In the bosom of the Comanches;. fore him, but having removed to Clarksville,somewhat off the main line of travel, she knew she covldnot see him unless she intercepted him in the course ofhis route. This she determined to do, and after a horse-back ride of a few miles brought up at the home of asettler, where she found the object of her eager pursuit. In the Bosom of the Comanches 93 A few words served to introduce those earnest advocatesof a common cause, and a mutual hatred of oppressionsoon gave to each a knowledge of the glowing patriotismthat burned in the bosom of the other. After a few hoursof mutual solace and encouragement they parted, he forthe field of his exploits, and she for the home where dweltthe brightest spirit of Texas independence. This homewas saddened not many months afterwards by the fatethat befell the brave Crockett, and only three years laterit was made desolate by the death of Captain Clark. Inthe year following this second bereavement Mrs. Clarkwas married to Dr. George Gordon, who died in. GRANDMA IBBIE GORDON, Grandmother of Mrs. Doc Babb 94 In the Bosom of the Comanches 1872, after a happy married life of thirty-three years,during which he and his wife lived in her old Clarksvilledomicile. There in the house she entered sixty yearsbefore, Aunt Ibbie Gordon lived to reach the patriarchalage of ninety, not seared but only mellowed by time,bright in mind, cheerful in spirits, and, prior to her lastillness in 1895, sound in body and rejoicing in the rever-ence and affection of all who lived around her. Her lifehad moreover been blessed by several sons, whose honor-able lives reflected the virtues of their venerable mother,and brought to her declining years the peace that only amothers heart can feel. My wifes mother, Mrs. Graham, died some five yearsago at the home of her sons, W. H. and G. G. Graham, inArtesia, New Mexico. Mrs. Babb and I lived in Wisecounty on Dry Creek until the summer of 1879, when wemoved to Wichita Falls, Texas. On
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