The Quarterly of the Texas State Historical Association, Volume 12, July 1908 - April, 1909 Page: 296
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Texas Historical Association Quarterly.
REMINISCENCES OF JNO. DUFF BROWN.
My father's name was John Brown. He was descended from
old English stock, who settled in Baltimore, Maryland, in colonial
days. Two of his ancestors, one on the paternal side and one on
the maternal, were colonels in the celebrated Maryland line of
the Continental army. One who was a captain fell at the River
Raisin. My people have ever been among the defenders of our
,My father was born in Madison County, Kentucky, September
9, 1796. About 1820, while he was living in Missouri, he married
Nancy Ann Howell. Two or three years later he returned to
Kentucky, but in 1824 he went again to Missouri. It was per-
haps in December of that year that in order to obtain relief from
a bronchial trouble that he had he started to Cuba. In New
Orleans, however, he met his older brother, Captain Henry Steven-
son Brown, who induced him to try the wilds of Texas. About
the last of December they reached that country, which was then
a part of Mexico and was inhabited chiefly by various tribes of
Indians and abounded in wild animals of almost every kind.
Captain Henry S. Brown was a noted Indian fighter, and he
also traded with the Mexicans. He furnished my father with such
goods as suited the Indians and advised him to go towards the
upper waters of the Brazos and barter his goods for horses, mules,
and peltries. With the expedition went James Musick, Thomas
Jamison, and Andrew Scott. They secured eleven hundred horses
and mules and many peltries and started for the settlements. On
the third night of their homeward journey, their camp was at-
tacked by the Indians with yelling and shooting. The main pur-
pose of the attack was probably not murder but robbery. No one
was killed, but all were cleverly stampeded, and so was the caval-
lada-which, of course, was the prime object of the Indians. My
father was lame, but he escaped alone through a thicket beside
which they were encamped. Not knowing the fate of his com-
panions-they escaped together and reached home safely--he
wandered three days without food. Finally he discovered a camp
of Wacoes; and, knowing that otherwise he must face death from
starvation, he entered it, though with many fears. They forced
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Texas State Historical Association. The Quarterly of the Texas State Historical Association, Volume 12, July 1908 - April, 1909, periodical, 1909; Austin, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth101048/m1/334/?rotate=90: accessed January 22, 2018), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Texas State Historical Association.