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Information on Emma's certificate of death states her father was Raborn Blount and her mother was Miss Cone, birthplaces unknown. Emma was born in 1865 in Cumby, Texas. Cumby is located in western Hopkins County in the northeastern portion of Texas.
At the time of her death, Emma was residing at 701 Hanover in Weatherford, Parker County, Texas. She was less than two months away from her 70th birthday, single, and a retired nurse. The cause of death was acute heart failure and bronchial pneumonia.
Those are the facts - now here is the mystery. Who is Emma's mother and what is her connection to the James Baker Cone family? Why was Emma transported nearly 300 miles to be buried in Gonzales near this family?
From the limited information I could find, I believe Emma's father is Jesse Raborn Blount born in Georgia about 1831. If true, then he is the son of Green W. Blount and Elizabeth Minton. The Blount family was residing in Hancock County , Georgia, at the time of the 1850 federal census. The only other information I found on Jesse R. Blount is that he is listed on the 1860 Federal Census Slave Schedule as the owner of three slaves at his home at Beat 1, Hopkins County, Texas. Perhaps a fellow researcher may offer some new input. [RB-July 2011]
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Thanks to contributor Cindy S. Munson for the following two pieces of new information.
OBIT: Gonzales Inquirer, Feb. 21, 1935 - page 2
* Emma Blount Laid to Rest City Cemetery
* Funeral services were held Friday afternoon at 2:30 for Miss Emma Blount, who died February 13, at her home in Weatherford, Texas. Miss Blount formerly resided at Gonzales and it was her request that her body be brought here for burial.
*Miss Blount was 69 years, 19 months and 14 days of age. She came to Gonzales in 1884 and remained here for about ten years. She was a registered nurse and practiced her profession here, as well as in San Antonio, and other places. She was a member of the Christian Church.
*Rev. Cliff M. Epps. pastor of the First Baptist church, had charge of the funeral services, which were conducted at the Robertson and Chapel with interment in the City Cemetery. She leaves two cousins here, Mrs. C. E. Ince and N. D. Cone.
*Active pallbearers were: R. H. Walker, L. L. Ollre, Jim Scheske, Oscar Eschenburg, Charles Holmes, and W. T. Pettus.
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This is a tribute from Sadie Cone Irvin of El Paso, a cousin to Miss Blount.
COUSIN EMMA
*Another life of unselfish service ended with the death of Miss Emma Blount in her home at Weatherford, Texas on February 13, 1935.
*Another soul is at rest after battling life single-handed and alone for a very few days short of the allotted three score years and ten, and losing to a grim and relentless for, pneumonia, contracted on February 3, just 10 days before the end [sic].
*On March 30, 1865, at Sulphur Springs, Texas, a delicate girl-child called Emma was born into the Blount family, early and esteemed settlers of that section of the state, her mother being the former Mary Walker who, as a younger sister of the Cones and Walkers, had emigrated with them from Georgia to Texas in her childhood.
*Within a few years the frail Emma and an older sister and brother found themselves orphaned, with the battle of life to be won.
*Eventually, the sister in the meantime having married and died, there were two more helpless orphans - a boy and a girl-whose welfare became Aunt Emma's deepest concern for the duration of her long, loyal lifetime. And it was this boy, Harvey Kiser, long since to manhood grown, whose family it was to love and care for "Auntie" during the last years of her life; to watch beside her at the end, smoothing the once golden curls now so beautifully silvered; and to accompany her remains on its journey to Gonzales, where loving hands Saturday placed it to rest beside those of her beloved "Uncle Jimmy's and "Aunt Anne" Walker Cone [sic].
*There in the South Texas soil so dear to her heart, and where the major portion of her life was so well spent, Cousin Emma's grave is made, while sorrowing legions are mourning her loss. And it is fitting that it should be so, for to her Gonzales meant home.
*Well do I recall the time when, as a mere child, I first beheld her small beautifully shaped hand as she clung to Uncle William Cone's gallery post for support when, broken in body and in sprit, she had come to make her home among us along the banks of the Clear Fork. To my wondering eyes, that hand no longer than a child's, could not belong to the grown-up cousin I was expecting to find, nor could my youthful mind foresee the unlimited strength it was destined to bring to suffering humanity, within its reach.
* Nevertheless, there she stood in a soft clinging robe of white as we, her kin, gathered around to make her welcome; and thereafter her courage, her loyalty, her love, were at our command, be it in sickness or in health; in sorrow or in joy. No fireside was ever quite complete in its deeper moments without the light of Cousin Emma's presence.
*Years later when she learned by personal experience how human life and happiness may be beautified through the science of medicine, she turned to nursing as a means of passing on to the fellowman such privileges as she had received, and in a nurse's training school in Bellinger, Texas she qualified for true lifework.
*Then she found herself when, about 1912 as a graduate nurse she began those acts of mercy which took her into the highways and byways in and around San Antonio, where she had established a place of retreat while awaiting to aid the sick and the afflicted. Never was a call unheeded. Never the road too long when she was needed. Day or night; in sunshine of in stormy weather she went to do her bit to alleviate suffering and distress. And her patient's pulse-net [sic]a time piece-checked her hours of duty which more often than not, ran around the entire twenty-four of the clock for as long a time as could be of service.
*Then when, some ten years ago, time laid its hands upon her brow as a warning of a task well done, she returned to the scenes of her childhood and, with her ever faithful nephew, Harvey, set about the making of their little home in Weatherford.
*There among the sweetly scented flowers of her dooryard, we were wont to find a loving welcome as we've journeyed to and fro in the affairs of life.
* There from the depths of a hungry heart, she crooned lullabies never heard by a child of her own, while Harvey's violin echoed in similar, plaintive wail as the evening shadows enfolded them.
*Also, there it is that Harvey must return to a life of loneliness, for Bonnie, his sister, passed on many years ago, and "Uncle Bud" followed soon thereafter.
*How could we of her own clan have done without her! However dark the night; however rough the trail leading to us we could always depend upon Cousin Emma.
*And as the sun comes out of the eastern sea today it will stroke with compassion the bowed head of a sorrowing Cone. Then on across the plains another; and still others throughout the length and breath of our native Texas. It will find them in its course across the rocky highlands, along the far reaches of the desert lands, and on to where is lost in the mighty Pacific.
*Wherever we are; whatever the sum total of our existence, we of the clan shall honor and cherish the memory, Cousin Emma. - Sadie Cone Ervin, El Paso, Texas. [RB-OCTOBER 2019]
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Information on Emma's certificate of death states her father was Raborn Blount and her mother was Miss Cone, birthplaces unknown. Emma was born in 1865 in Cumby, Texas. Cumby is located in western Hopkins County in the northeastern portion of Texas.
At the time of her death, Emma was residing at 701 Hanover in Weatherford, Parker County, Texas. She was less than two months away from her 70th birthday, single, and a retired nurse. The cause of death was acute heart failure and bronchial pneumonia.
Those are the facts - now here is the mystery. Who is Emma's mother and what is her connection to the James Baker Cone family? Why was Emma transported nearly 300 miles to be buried in Gonzales near this family?
From the limited information I could find, I believe Emma's father is Jesse Raborn Blount born in Georgia about 1831. If true, then he is the son of Green W. Blount and Elizabeth Minton. The Blount family was residing in Hancock County , Georgia, at the time of the 1850 federal census. The only other information I found on Jesse R. Blount is that he is listed on the 1860 Federal Census Slave Schedule as the owner of three slaves at his home at Beat 1, Hopkins County, Texas. Perhaps a fellow researcher may offer some new input. [RB-July 2011]
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Thanks to contributor Cindy S. Munson for the following two pieces of new information.
OBIT: Gonzales Inquirer, Feb. 21, 1935 - page 2
* Emma Blount Laid to Rest City Cemetery
* Funeral services were held Friday afternoon at 2:30 for Miss Emma Blount, who died February 13, at her home in Weatherford, Texas. Miss Blount formerly resided at Gonzales and it was her request that her body be brought here for burial.
*Miss Blount was 69 years, 19 months and 14 days of age. She came to Gonzales in 1884 and remained here for about ten years. She was a registered nurse and practiced her profession here, as well as in San Antonio, and other places. She was a member of the Christian Church.
*Rev. Cliff M. Epps. pastor of the First Baptist church, had charge of the funeral services, which were conducted at the Robertson and Chapel with interment in the City Cemetery. She leaves two cousins here, Mrs. C. E. Ince and N. D. Cone.
*Active pallbearers were: R. H. Walker, L. L. Ollre, Jim Scheske, Oscar Eschenburg, Charles Holmes, and W. T. Pettus.
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This is a tribute from Sadie Cone Irvin of El Paso, a cousin to Miss Blount.
COUSIN EMMA
*Another life of unselfish service ended with the death of Miss Emma Blount in her home at Weatherford, Texas on February 13, 1935.
*Another soul is at rest after battling life single-handed and alone for a very few days short of the allotted three score years and ten, and losing to a grim and relentless for, pneumonia, contracted on February 3, just 10 days before the end [sic].
*On March 30, 1865, at Sulphur Springs, Texas, a delicate girl-child called Emma was born into the Blount family, early and esteemed settlers of that section of the state, her mother being the former Mary Walker who, as a younger sister of the Cones and Walkers, had emigrated with them from Georgia to Texas in her childhood.
*Within a few years the frail Emma and an older sister and brother found themselves orphaned, with the battle of life to be won.
*Eventually, the sister in the meantime having married and died, there were two more helpless orphans - a boy and a girl-whose welfare became Aunt Emma's deepest concern for the duration of her long, loyal lifetime. And it was this boy, Harvey Kiser, long since to manhood grown, whose family it was to love and care for "Auntie" during the last years of her life; to watch beside her at the end, smoothing the once golden curls now so beautifully silvered; and to accompany her remains on its journey to Gonzales, where loving hands Saturday placed it to rest beside those of her beloved "Uncle Jimmy's and "Aunt Anne" Walker Cone [sic].
*There in the South Texas soil so dear to her heart, and where the major portion of her life was so well spent, Cousin Emma's grave is made, while sorrowing legions are mourning her loss. And it is fitting that it should be so, for to her Gonzales meant home.
*Well do I recall the time when, as a mere child, I first beheld her small beautifully shaped hand as she clung to Uncle William Cone's gallery post for support when, broken in body and in sprit, she had come to make her home among us along the banks of the Clear Fork. To my wondering eyes, that hand no longer than a child's, could not belong to the grown-up cousin I was expecting to find, nor could my youthful mind foresee the unlimited strength it was destined to bring to suffering humanity, within its reach.
* Nevertheless, there she stood in a soft clinging robe of white as we, her kin, gathered around to make her welcome; and thereafter her courage, her loyalty, her love, were at our command, be it in sickness or in health; in sorrow or in joy. No fireside was ever quite complete in its deeper moments without the light of Cousin Emma's presence.
*Years later when she learned by personal experience how human life and happiness may be beautified through the science of medicine, she turned to nursing as a means of passing on to the fellowman such privileges as she had received, and in a nurse's training school in Bellinger, Texas she qualified for true lifework.
*Then she found herself when, about 1912 as a graduate nurse she began those acts of mercy which took her into the highways and byways in and around San Antonio, where she had established a place of retreat while awaiting to aid the sick and the afflicted. Never was a call unheeded. Never the road too long when she was needed. Day or night; in sunshine of in stormy weather she went to do her bit to alleviate suffering and distress. And her patient's pulse-net [sic]a time piece-checked her hours of duty which more often than not, ran around the entire twenty-four of the clock for as long a time as could be of service.
*Then when, some ten years ago, time laid its hands upon her brow as a warning of a task well done, she returned to the scenes of her childhood and, with her ever faithful nephew, Harvey, set about the making of their little home in Weatherford.
*There among the sweetly scented flowers of her dooryard, we were wont to find a loving welcome as we've journeyed to and fro in the affairs of life.
* There from the depths of a hungry heart, she crooned lullabies never heard by a child of her own, while Harvey's violin echoed in similar, plaintive wail as the evening shadows enfolded them.
*Also, there it is that Harvey must return to a life of loneliness, for Bonnie, his sister, passed on many years ago, and "Uncle Bud" followed soon thereafter.
*How could we of her own clan have done without her! However dark the night; however rough the trail leading to us we could always depend upon Cousin Emma.
*And as the sun comes out of the eastern sea today it will stroke with compassion the bowed head of a sorrowing Cone. Then on across the plains another; and still others throughout the length and breath of our native Texas. It will find them in its course across the rocky highlands, along the far reaches of the desert lands, and on to where is lost in the mighty Pacific.
*Wherever we are; whatever the sum total of our existence, we of the clan shall honor and cherish the memory, Cousin Emma. - Sadie Cone Ervin, El Paso, Texas. [RB-OCTOBER 2019]
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Information on Emma's certificate of death states her father was Raborn Blount and her mother was Miss Cone, birthplaces unknown. Emma was born in 1865 in Cumby, Texas. Cumby is located in western Hopkins County in the northeastern portion of Texas.
At the time of her death, Emma was residing at 701 Hanover in Weatherford, Parker County, Texas. She was less than two months away from her 70th birthday, single, and a retired nurse. The cause of death was acute heart failure and bronchial pneumonia.
Those are the facts - now here is the mystery. Who is Emma's mother and what is her connection to the James Baker Cone family? Why was Emma transported nearly 300 miles to be buried in Gonzales near this family?
From the limited information I could find, I believe Emma's father is Jesse Raborn Blount born in Georgia about 1831. If true, then he is the son of Green W. Blount and Elizabeth Minton. The Blount family was residing in Hancock County , Georgia, at the time of the 1850 federal census. The only other information I found on Jesse R. Blount is that he is listed on the 1860 Federal Census Slave Schedule as the owner of three slaves at his home at Beat 1, Hopkins County, Texas. Perhaps a fellow researcher may offer some new input. [RB-July 2011]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thanks to contributor Cindy S. Munson for the following two pieces of new information.
OBIT: Gonzales Inquirer, Feb. 21, 1935 - page 2
* Emma Blount Laid to Rest City Cemetery
* Funeral services were held Friday afternoon at 2:30 for Miss Emma Blount, who died February 13, at her home in Weatherford, Texas. Miss Blount formerly resided at Gonzales and it was her request that her body be brought here for burial.
*Miss Blount was 69 years, 19 months and 14 days of age. She came to Gonzales in 1884 and remained here for about ten years. She was a registered nurse and practiced her profession here, as well as in San Antonio, and other places. She was a member of the Christian Church.
*Rev. Cliff M. Epps. pastor of the First Baptist church, had charge of the funeral services, which were conducted at the Robertson and Chapel with interment in the City Cemetery. She leaves two cousins here, Mrs. C. E. Ince and N. D. Cone.
*Active pallbearers were: R. H. Walker, L. L. Ollre, Jim Scheske, Oscar Eschenburg, Charles Holmes, and W. T. Pettus.
*****************************
This is a tribute from Sadie Cone Irvin of El Paso, a cousin to Miss Blount.
COUSIN EMMA
*Another life of unselfish service ended with the death of Miss Emma Blount in her home at Weatherford, Texas on February 13, 1935.
*Another soul is at rest after battling life single-handed and alone for a very few days short of the allotted three score years and ten, and losing to a grim and relentless for, pneumonia, contracted on February 3, just 10 days before the end [sic].
*On March 30, 1865, at Sulphur Springs, Texas, a delicate girl-child called Emma was born into the Blount family, early and esteemed settlers of that section of the state, her mother being the former Mary Walker who, as a younger sister of the Cones and Walkers, had emigrated with them from Georgia to Texas in her childhood.
*Within a few years the frail Emma and an older sister and brother found themselves orphaned, with the battle of life to be won.
*Eventually, the sister in the meantime having married and died, there were two more helpless orphans - a boy and a girl-whose welfare became Aunt Emma's deepest concern for the duration of her long, loyal lifetime. And it was this boy, Harvey Kiser, long since to manhood grown, whose family it was to love and care for "Auntie" during the last years of her life; to watch beside her at the end, smoothing the once golden curls now so beautifully silvered; and to accompany her remains on its journey to Gonzales, where loving hands Saturday placed it to rest beside those of her beloved "Uncle Jimmy's and "Aunt Anne" Walker Cone [sic].
*There in the South Texas soil so dear to her heart, and where the major portion of her life was so well spent, Cousin Emma's grave is made, while sorrowing legions are mourning her loss. And it is fitting that it should be so, for to her Gonzales meant home.
*Well do I recall the time when, as a mere child, I first beheld her small beautifully shaped hand as she clung to Uncle William Cone's gallery post for support when, broken in body and in sprit, she had come to make her home among us along the banks of the Clear Fork. To my wondering eyes, that hand no longer than a child's, could not belong to the grown-up cousin I was expecting to find, nor could my youthful mind foresee the unlimited strength it was destined to bring to suffering humanity, within its reach.
* Nevertheless, there she stood in a soft clinging robe of white as we, her kin, gathered around to make her welcome; and thereafter her courage, her loyalty, her love, were at our command, be it in sickness or in health; in sorrow or in joy. No fireside was ever quite complete in its deeper moments without the light of Cousin Emma's presence.
*Years later when she learned by personal experience how human life and happiness may be beautified through the science of medicine, she turned to nursing as a means of passing on to the fellowman such privileges as she had received, and in a nurse's training school in Bellinger, Texas she qualified for true lifework.
*Then she found herself when, about 1912 as a graduate nurse she began those acts of mercy which took her into the highways and byways in and around San Antonio, where she had established a place of retreat while awaiting to aid the sick and the afflicted. Never was a call unheeded. Never the road too long when she was needed. Day or night; in sunshine of in stormy weather she went to do her bit to alleviate suffering and distress. And her patient's pulse-net [sic]a time piece-checked her hours of duty which more often than not, ran around the entire twenty-four of the clock for as long a time as could be of service.
*Then when, some ten years ago, time laid its hands upon her brow as a warning of a task well done, she returned to the scenes of her childhood and, with her ever faithful nephew, Harvey, set about the making of their little home in Weatherford.
*There among the sweetly scented flowers of her dooryard, we were wont to find a loving welcome as we've journeyed to and fro in the affairs of life.
* There from the depths of a hungry heart, she crooned lullabies never heard by a child of her own, while Harvey's violin echoed in similar, plaintive wail as the evening shadows enfolded them.
*Also, there it is that Harvey must return to a life of loneliness, for Bonnie, his sister, passed on many years ago, and "Uncle Bud" followed soon thereafter.
*How could we of her own clan have done without her! However dark the night; however rough the trail leading to us we could always depend upon Cousin Emma.
*And as the sun comes out of the eastern sea today it will stroke with compassion the bowed head of a sorrowing Cone. Then on across the plains another; and still others throughout the length and breath of our native Texas. It will find them in its course across the rocky highlands, along the far reaches of the desert lands, and on to where is lost in the mighty Pacific.
*Wherever we are; whatever the sum total of our existence, we of the clan shall honor and cherish the memory, Cousin Emma. - Sadie Cone Ervin, El Paso, Texas. [RB-OCTOBER 2019]
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Information on Emma's certificate of death states her father was Raborn Blount and her mother was Miss Cone, birthplaces unknown. Emma was born in 1865 in Cumby, Texas. Cumby is located in western Hopkins County in the northeastern portion of Texas.
At the time of her death, Emma was residing at 701 Hanover in Weatherford, Parker County, Texas. She was less than two months away from her 70th birthday, single, and a retired nurse. The cause of death was acute heart failure and bronchial pneumonia.
Those are the facts - now here is the mystery. Who is Emma's mother and what is her connection to the James Baker Cone family? Why was Emma transported nearly 300 miles to be buried in Gonzales near this family?
From the limited information I could find, I believe Emma's father is Jesse Raborn Blount born in Georgia about 1831. If true, then he is the son of Green W. Blount and Elizabeth Minton. The Blount family was residing in Hancock County , Georgia, at the time of the 1850 federal census. The only other information I found on Jesse R. Blount is that he is listed on the 1860 Federal Census Slave Schedule as the owner of three slaves at his home at Beat 1, Hopkins County, Texas. Perhaps a fellow researcher may offer some new input. [RB-July 2011]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thanks to contributor Cindy S. Munson for the following two pieces of new information.
OBIT: Gonzales Inquirer, Feb. 21, 1935 - page 2
* Emma Blount Laid to Rest City Cemetery
* Funeral services were held Friday afternoon at 2:30 for Miss Emma Blount, who died February 13, at her home in Weatherford, Texas. Miss Blount formerly resided at Gonzales and it was her request that her body be brought here for burial.
*Miss Blount was 69 years, 19 months and 14 days of age. She came to Gonzales in 1884 and remained here for about ten years. She was a registered nurse and practiced her profession here, as well as in San Antonio, and other places. She was a member of the Christian Church.
*Rev. Cliff M. Epps. pastor of the First Baptist church, had charge of the funeral services, which were conducted at the Robertson and Chapel with interment in the City Cemetery. She leaves two cousins here, Mrs. C. E. Ince and N. D. Cone.
*Active pallbearers were: R. H. Walker, L. L. Ollre, Jim Scheske, Oscar Eschenburg, Charles Holmes, and W. T. Pettus.
*****************************
This is a tribute from Sadie Cone Irvin of El Paso, a cousin to Miss Blount.
COUSIN EMMA
*Another life of unselfish service ended with the death of Miss Emma Blount in her home at Weatherford, Texas on February 13, 1935.
*Another soul is at rest after battling life single-handed and alone for a very few days short of the allotted three score years and ten, and losing to a grim and relentless for, pneumonia, contracted on February 3, just 10 days before the end [sic].
*On March 30, 1865, at Sulphur Springs, Texas, a delicate girl-child called Emma was born into the Blount family, early and esteemed settlers of that section of the state, her mother being the former Mary Walker who, as a younger sister of the Cones and Walkers, had emigrated with them from Georgia to Texas in her childhood.
*Within a few years the frail Emma and an older sister and brother found themselves orphaned, with the battle of life to be won.
*Eventually, the sister in the meantime having married and died, there were two more helpless orphans - a boy and a girl-whose welfare became Aunt Emma's deepest concern for the duration of her long, loyal lifetime. And it was this boy, Harvey Kiser, long since to manhood grown, whose family it was to love and care for "Auntie" during the last years of her life; to watch beside her at the end, smoothing the once golden curls now so beautifully silvered; and to accompany her remains on its journey to Gonzales, where loving hands Saturday placed it to rest beside those of her beloved "Uncle Jimmy's and "Aunt Anne" Walker Cone [sic].
*There in the South Texas soil so dear to her heart, and where the major portion of her life was so well spent, Cousin Emma's grave is made, while sorrowing legions are mourning her loss. And it is fitting that it should be so, for to her Gonzales meant home.
*Well do I recall the time when, as a mere child, I first beheld her small beautifully shaped hand as she clung to Uncle William Cone's gallery post for support when, broken in body and in sprit, she had come to make her home among us along the banks of the Clear Fork. To my wondering eyes, that hand no longer than a child's, could not belong to the grown-up cousin I was expecting to find, nor could my youthful mind foresee the unlimited strength it was destined to bring to suffering humanity, within its reach.
* Nevertheless, there she stood in a soft clinging robe of white as we, her kin, gathered around to make her welcome; and thereafter her courage, her loyalty, her love, were at our command, be it in sickness or in health; in sorrow or in joy. No fireside was ever quite complete in its deeper moments without the light of Cousin Emma's presence.
*Years later when she learned by personal experience how human life and happiness may be beautified through the science of medicine, she turned to nursing as a means of passing on to the fellowman such privileges as she had received, and in a nurse's training school in Bellinger, Texas she qualified for true lifework.
*Then she found herself when, about 1912 as a graduate nurse she began those acts of mercy which took her into the highways and byways in and around San Antonio, where she had established a place of retreat while awaiting to aid the sick and the afflicted. Never was a call unheeded. Never the road too long when she was needed. Day or night; in sunshine of in stormy weather she went to do her bit to alleviate suffering and distress. And her patient's pulse-net [sic]a time piece-checked her hours of duty which more often than not, ran around the entire twenty-four of the clock for as long a time as could be of service.
*Then when, some ten years ago, time laid its hands upon her brow as a warning of a task well done, she returned to the scenes of her childhood and, with her ever faithful nephew, Harvey, set about the making of their little home in Weatherford.
*There among the sweetly scented flowers of her dooryard, we were wont to find a loving welcome as we've journeyed to and fro in the affairs of life.
* There from the depths of a hungry heart, she crooned lullabies never heard by a child of her own, while Harvey's violin echoed in similar, plaintive wail as the evening shadows enfolded them.
*Also, there it is that Harvey must return to a life of loneliness, for Bonnie, his sister, passed on many years ago, and "Uncle Bud" followed soon thereafter.
*How could we of her own clan have done without her! However dark the night; however rough the trail leading to us we could always depend upon Cousin Emma.
*And as the sun comes out of the eastern sea today it will stroke with compassion the bowed head of a sorrowing Cone. Then on across the plains another; and still others throughout the length and breath of our native Texas. It will find them in its course across the rocky highlands, along the far reaches of the desert lands, and on to where is lost in the mighty Pacific.
*Wherever we are; whatever the sum total of our existence, we of the clan shall honor and cherish the memory, Cousin Emma. - Sadie Cone Ervin, El Paso, Texas. [RB-OCTOBER 2019]
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