CURRENT MANAGER OF THIS MEMORIAL HAS NOT VARIFIED ANY PART OF THE EXTENSIVE BIO.

Grandma Martha Spouse is listed as an unknown burial
And is linked from the unknown burial side. So I am unable to unlink him from Grandma Memorial

Head stone Photo Courtesy of Cindy Marlow and Fred Marlow. Fred is a direct Grand Grandson. Photo was taken on a trip to Colorado.

Parents
William C Edmund Keeton 1799 – 1867
Nancy Ann Dykes Cole 1808 – 1870

Spouse
Dr Wilson Williamson Marlow 1816 – 1885

Children of Wilson and Martha
1. Nancy Jane Marlow 1844 – 1935
2. Charlotte Temple “Lottie” Marlow Murphy
3. Wilson Williamson Marlow Jr 1852 – 1879
4. Elizabeth Louisa Liza Marlow
5. George W. H. Marlow
6. Anthony Marlow 1857 – 1859
7. Charles Marlow Sr. 1860 – 1941
8. Alfred L. Marlow
9. Boone Marlow
10. Lewellyn "epp" Marlow

Born along the Chisholm Train and on the banks of Wild Horse Creek the legend of the Marlow family and the five Marlow brothers has been proven to be more fact than fiction.

Dr. Williamson Marlow and his wife, Martha Jane, a relative of Daniel Boone, first established a homestead in this area during the early 1880's. The site of the original Marlow family home is reported to have been located just north of Redbud Park.

Somewhat of a nomad by nature, Dr. Marlow provided medical treatment to the many settlers in this portion of Indian Territory and to many cowboys driving cattle up the Chisholm Trail. He also framed while his some reportedly herded horses, selling many of the animals to the U.S. Army located at neighboring Ft. Sill. Dr. Marlow died in 1885.

In 1888 his five sons were accused of horse-stealing, a charge which was later proven to be unfounded. Four of the brothers (Charlie, Alfred, Boone and Lewllyn) were arrested and transported by a U.S. Deputy Marshall to the Federal Court in Graham, Texas, for trial.

Hearing of this brother's arrest, George Marlow took the entire family to Graham to clear his brothers but soon found himself behind bars.

Boone Marlow ultimately escaped and returned to the Marlow area in Indian Territory, while his four brothers were scheduled to be transported to a safer (?) jail in Weatherford, Texas.

Several attempts were made by Graham citizens and law enforcement officials to lynch the Marlows. On the night of January 19, 1889, the brothers were shackled in pars -- George to Lewellyn and Charlie to Alfred -- for the trip to Weatherford.

When the group reached Dry Creek outside of Graham, a signal was given and a hidden mob opened fire on the seemingly defenseless Marlows.

The guards ran to join the mob while the brothers leaped from the wagon and armed themselves with guns take from guards. In the vicious gunfight that followed, Lewellyn and Alfred were killed. Both George and Charlie were seriously wounded.

Retrieving a dead mob member's knife, George Marlow unjoined his dead brother' ankles. He and Charlie used a wagon to escape the ambush site.

Three members of the mob were also killed and a number of others wounded. Several members of the mob were later prosecuted and convicted for the assault upon the brothers.

Boone was later poisoned near Hell Creek west of Marlow. His corpse was then shot in an attempt to obtain a $1,500 reward, but his killers, too, were brought to trial.

Alfred Boon, and Lewellyn are buried in a small cemetery at what was once Finis, Texas outside of Graham.

George and Charlie Marlow survived the attack, eventually moving their families to Colorado where they became outstanding citizens, serving as law enforcement officers.

In 1891, after sentencing mob member for their part in the attack, Federal Judge A. P. McCormick was quoted as saying: "This is the first time in the annals of history where unarmed prisoners, shackled together, ever repelled a mob. Such cool courage that preferred to fight against such great odds and die, if at all, in glorious battle rather than die ignominiously by a frenzied mob, deserves to be commemorated in song and story."

A mother’s fascinating sunset narrative
Posted in: Society
By Kaye Collier
Feb 7, 2008
When Dianne (Hoy) Dirickson’s brother Mickey approached her last summer and asked her to present a short dramatization of Martha Jane Marlow for a CD-release party he was planning, she agreed to the task although she didn’t have much time to research her subject or to prepare for the performance.
“I wasn’t sure it could be done accurately, and I refused to just create her or ‘make her up,” Dianne recalled during an interview last week. In fact, she commented further, “I felt very strongly that I couldn’t make her up—I had to find her.”
So for the next several weeks, she dived, feet first, into an intensive study of the mother of the legendary Marlow brothers for whom the community of Marlow was named.
Poring over books—both fiction and non-fiction—and other printed materials, Dianne was seeking to reach into the very soul of the woman, so to speak, to acquaint herself with Martha’s personality, lifestyle, emotions, and responses.
Although her presentation was to be a “dramatization,” her objective was to avoid glamorizing the account on the one hand by glossing over the actual events, nor did she want to sensationalize Martha’s story on the other hand by becoming too maudlin or starkly graphic. In short, she wanted her portrayal to be as authentic as she could make it.
“Using information that he (Mickey) had and additional research on my own, very slowly, the reality of Martha Marlow’s existence came to life. . .and surprisingly, she has haunted me ever since,” she noted.
Her interest in the Marlow matriarch did not become a full-blown obsession, but it definitely assumed more-than-casual proportions.
“She was real,” Dianne averred. “I just let her ‘live,’ because of the way she viewed the events as a mother. It was easier for me to find her that way.”
She indicated that in the intervening months since, whenever she has viewed a television program touching on the expansion of the American West, “there’s a piece of me that goes back and says, ‘How much of that did Martha know?’”
In her research, Dianne kept an open mind and shied away from accepting any piece of information as fact unless she found consensus in more than one source. Martha’s words, her responses to what was going on around her, consistencies in her personality—these were the kinds of things she looked for in her quest for truth.
She discovered that many of her other resources cited facts contained in two obviously-respected non-fiction accounts—a 1991 book titled Marlow Brothers Ordeal, 1881-1892: 138 Days of Hell in Graham on the Texas Frontier by Barbara Allen Neal Ledbetter, and another written almost a century earlier, in 1892, by one William Rathmell, Life of the Marlows, which featured an interview with George Marlow himself.
Through her extensive research, Dianne got to know Martha Marlow pretty doggone well.
“She was a tough little lady,” she advised, noting that Martha’s oldest son reportedly said his mother knew the Scriptures and believed in “an eye for an eye,” but that she had trouble with the “forgiveness” part.
Dianne finally realized that the “tough little lady” had quite a temper, as well. Ultimately, she came to admire Martha’s stubborn tenacity and courage, particularly when it came to protecting her children, and cited as an example one incident in which Martha confronted a sheriff from Texas in defense of her sons, in spite of the fact that the lawman had a gun.
For the CD-release party, staged in celebration of the release of Mickey’s Outlaw Ride CD, Dianne dressed in late-19th-century attire and delivered an impressive, though rather brief, portrayal of the woman who had given rise to the Marlow brothers. Her talk was neither scripted nor memorized—she simply told Martha’s story based on the information she had gleaned so painstakingly from so many sources.
Afterwards, she couldn’t let go. She had to confirm, for herself, that her dramatization had been as accurate as she had hoped it would be.
“I had to trust that I knew the story. I told the story from her viewpoint,” she said. “It was hard to let loose of her. I kept reading to see if I was right. I wanted to satisfy myself that I was as close as I thought I was.”
She even delved into such intricacies as the kinds of wagons used, clothing worn, and lifestyles prevalent in this part of Indian Territory during the latter part of the 19th century.
Dianne intimated that after her death in 1907, Martha was buried on a knoll in Colorado, in a place that caught the first rays of the sun in the morning. . .and the last glint of sunlight at dusk.
She opted for the name on the assumption that sunset must have been a special time of day for the hardy pioneer woman, she said.
The ideal candidate Dianne is the perfect choice for the role she is playing. To begin with, she grew up in Marlow, and her brother is the producer of the CD centered on the Marlow brothers. Moreover, she didn’t exactly get off the thespian boat yesterday.
As a speech and drama instructor in the Lawton public schools for almost 30 years prior to her retirement, she directed many a fledgling actor in school productions. Using voice inflections, proper diction and gestures, emoting, developing stage presence—these and all the other theatrical “tools” were her stock in trade for a good many years. So she knows what she’s doing, and she does it well, according to Pam Ferguson and many others. Dianne was born in Pawnee, Oklahoma, in 1945, the second daughter of John and (interestingly enough) Martha Jane Hoy. She was welcomed by a sister, Barbara, and brothers Richard and Mickey; and two other brothers, David and Leslie, later joined the family.
The Hoys moved to Marlow the summer before little Dianne was to start first grade, “and from that moment on, I was a Marlow Outlaw,” she said. “Dad was a teacher and coach, and Mom had her hands full with six children.”
Although Leslie was the only Hoy offspring born here, “if you asked any of us, we’d say Marlow is where we’re from,” Dianne attested with a hint of pride.
She got her first taste of performing before an audience in comical skits staged during pep assemblies at school, she said, then later in speech activities during her senior year at Marlow High.
“When it was time to pick a major for college, it was the theater department that felt like home,” she recalled. “I performed constantly onstage throughout college and earned a BA in speech and a state teacher’s license.”
She married Marlow native Henry Dirickson, and the two of them completed their master’s degrees and taught at Central Junior High and MacArthur High School in Lawton.
Imparting knowledge seems to run in the Hoy and Dirickson families. John Hoy obviously passed his love of teaching on to his children.
According to Dianne, her sister Barbara has worked for the Lawton public schools for at least 20 years; Mickey taught, and was later the high school principal, here in Marlow before his retirement from the educational field; Dianne is a retired educator herself; and David teaches agriculture in Missouri. Although Richard and Leslie have pursued other avenues, Leslie’s wife is a teacher.
Furthermore, the legacy has been bequeathed to a second generation. Dianne’s and Henry’s daughter, daughter-in-law and a son-in-law are all teachers, and another son-in-law is a school psychologist.
The Diricksons have four children in whom they take great pride—daughters Tami Dirickson, Jane Pennington and her husband Mark, and Holly Renyer and her husband Justen; and a son, Rodney Dirickson and his wife Yvonne.
And “they have given us the best gifts of all, our beautiful and amazing grandchildren, Kris, Madison, Conner and Kaden,” Dianne noted.
An eye-opening experience
In spite of growing up in Marlow, “the history of the real Marlow outlaws, the school and town mascot, had never concerned me,” Dianne intimated. Then her brother Mickey approached her last year and asked her to assume the persona of Martha Jane Marlow for an event that held a great deal of importance for him.
The eight months or so since have been a time of delightful discovery for Dianne. Despite her earlier lack of interest, the countless hours she has spent familiarizing herself with a unique frontier woman whose existence was of such consequence to the place Dianne considers her “hometown” have certainly not been wasted on her.
On the contrary, the entire experience has been an enriching, and vastly rewarding, one. And when Martha Marlow settles into her chair at sunset and begins her tale for a twenty-first-century audience, the extent of the impact will undoubtedly be quite obvious.
The people in this area really should know the true story behind the Marlow Brothers; their courage, faith and tenacity are an inspiration to all who will hear.”
“Dianne is an extremely talented performer, so as to make you believe you're sitting there really listening to Martha Marlow reminisce about her family,” she continued. “She has also thoroughly researched this family story to the point she is actually ‘storytelling,’ and not following a script.