Our household was full of women, who overwhelmed
my uncle Charlie and sometimes confused me with their bustle and chatter. We were
the only men in the place. I was nine years old when still another woman came—Aunt
Bessie, who had been living with the Indians.
This gorgeous Dorothy M. Johnson story is based in part on Cynthia Ann
Parker’s abduction by the Comanche Indians and her giving birth the to the chief
Quanah Parker.
This theme of a reluctant return to “society” is a common one, but
here it is handled with a gentle grace as seen through a child’s eyes.
Beautifully done.
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