Another  session  at the microfilm reader at the Wichita Falls Public Library yielded
copies  of  the final chapter in the life of Tex Rickard, literally; therefore, let's
peruse these clippings before we return to the chapters in his autobiography, several
of  which have already been printed in this column. The January 5, 1929, issue of the
Wichita Daily Times ran this article:

"Miami  Beach, Fla., Jan 5, UP-Tex Rickard, New York sports promoter, was reported in
a  critical  condition  at  the Allison Hospital Saturday, where he has been confined
since Tuesday night when he underwent an operation for acute appendicitis.

"An  attempt  has  been  made  to bring Dr. Will Mayo, of the Mayo Brothers Clinic at
Rochester,  Minn,  here  to  take  charge  of Rickard's case. Dr. Mayo is attending a
medical convention at Havana, Cuba.

"The condition of Tex Rickard 'remained unchanged,' the Allison Hospital announced at
7 a. m.

"The  famous sports promoter's condition, following an appendicitis operation, took a
turn  for  the  worse late Friday. At midnight the condition was reported critical by
Dr.  H.  E.  Adkins,  physician  in charge. "The United Press correspondent spent the
night  at  the hospital and said attendants informed him before dawn the Rickard 'was
very slightly improved.'

"The  millionaire promoter was operated on New Year's night and his appendix removed.
Earlier  in the day he had complained of pains, and doctors ordered him rushed to the
Allison  Hospital  for an emergency operation. The next day he evinced an interest in
sports news, and a quick recovery for the ex-cowboy was expected.

"Jack Dempsey  arrived here Friday night. He had planned to confer with Rickard on his
proposed return to the ring.

"Rickard  has  failed to show expected recovery since the operation and his wife, who
is at the bedside, feels that specialists should be called in for consultation.

"The  promoter came here last week to take charge of preparations for the heavyweight
fight  next  month  between  Jack  Sharkey,  Boston, and Young Stribling, Atlanta. He
planned to erect an outdoor arena here and make the bout the first big outdoor fistic
attraction of the year.

"Plans  for  the  bout  now  lie in abeyance, awaiting his recovery. In cases of this
kind,  doctors  say, the patient is usually able to be about within two weeks. Unless
Rickard  shows marked signs of improvement very soon, however, it is probable that he
may be confined longer than that, it was said. "

To  continue the story of Tex Rickard's fight for his life, as printed in the Wichita
Falls  Times,  January  6,  1929,  headlined  "Plans  for  Spring  Bout will Go on As
Promoter's Aides Hurry to Miami Beach Scene."

"Miami  Beach, Fla., Jan. 5-Tex Rickard lay in a critical condition on a hospital cot
Saturday  night  while  specialists  sought  to  stave off inflammation that followed
removal of a gangrenous appendix five days ago.

"At midnight the following bulletin was issued at the hospital: 'Practically the same
condition  existed  tonight  as this afternoon. Mr. Rickard's resistance was possibly
slightly  lower. His temperature remained at 103 and his pulse had increased from 132
at 4 p.m. to 140 at this time. (Signed) Dr. E. H. Adkins' " 'Mr. Rickard is about the
same,'  Dr. S. W. Fleming, of Palm Beach, who was called into the case Saturday, said
late Saturday night after a consultation with other physicians.

"The  seriousness of Rickard's condition became more apparent when a bulletin at 4 p.
m. said, 'Mr. Rickard's condition is still critical. The patient is very toxic with a
temperature of 103 and pulse of 132. The outlook is grave, but not entirely hopeless.
(Signed) E. H. Adina, J. W. Snyder, C. Panettiere' "The bulletin showed a slight rise
in  the  patient's  pulse  and  temperature  since  the  more  favorable  8:45  a. m.
announcement, and increased anxiety.

"A  dramatic  touch in the fight to save Rickard's life came during the day when Jack
Dempsey,  excited  and  hand  waving,  appeared  at  the hospital and insisted that a
conference  of  doctors  be called immediately to determine Tex's condition. "Equally
dramatic  was  the  flight  of Joe Rose, another friend of the maker of champions, to
Havana  and  Santiago,  Cuba,  in a search for the distinguished surgeon, Dr. William
Mayo.  Rose  hoped  to  locate  the  Rochester  specialist  and bring him by plane to
Rickard's bedside.

"Rickard  apparently had only a nap, for at 2 p.m. Dr. Adkins came from the sick room
and said his patient 'was slightly improved.'

"Jack Dempsey was allowed in to see Tex for a moment and returned to say the promoter
told him, 'Jack, I've got this fight licked.'

"Dr.  S.  W. Fleming of New York, Mrs. Tex Rickard's personal physician, arrived here
Saturday night in an airplane from Palm Beach, where he is spending the winter.

"Attendants  said  he  was taken to the hospital where the promoter is critically ill
after  an  operation for appendicitis and went into consultation immediately with Dr.
Adkins in Rickard's room."

"Bout Goes Ahead" 'New York, Jan. 5- The executive committee of Madison Square Garden
decided  Saturday  to  carry  out Tex Rickard's plans for a heavyweight match between
Jack  Sharkey  and  Young  Stribling in Miami Beach, Fla., Feb. 27, despite the grave
illness  of  the  promoter.'  "Flight  Postponed"  'Curtiss  Field, N. Y., Jan. 5 - A
proposed  airplane  flight  by  Dr.  Robert  Emory  Brannan, new York surgeon, to the
bedside  of Tex Rickard in a Miami Beach hospital, was postponed until Sunday because
of bad weather over the route south.' "

After  last  week's  account  of  Tex  Rickard's  fight for his life, today's account
printed  the  next  day  in the January 7, 1929, issue of the Times tells of his body
being taken back to New York from Miami:

"Rickard Funeral Cortege En Route To New York Home" Miami Beach, Fla., Jan. 7. (AP) -
George  L.  (Tex) Rickard, maker of boxing champions who traveled an adventurous road
from  cowboy  to  millionaire,  was  on  his  last  journey today. "Rickard died in a
hospital  here  yesterday  on the sixth day of an illness which followed an operation
for  appendicitis  New  Year's night. The body of the promoter was being borne to New
York,  scene  of  his  greatest  triumphs, on the Havana Special, of the Florida East
Coast Line Railroad.

"Mrs.  Rickard,  who  had  kept  a  faithful  vigil beside her stricken husband; Jack
Dempsey,  who  loved  the promoter as his 'best pal'; Walter Field, Rickard's friend,
and  Steve  Hannegan, representing the city of Miami Beach accompanied the body. Over
the bronze casket, so heavy that 12 men were required to lift it into the hearse, lay
a  blanket  of  roses  given by Dempsey and Field and which bore the tribute, 'To Our
Pal.'

"Rickard  died  gamely fighting the vicious inroads of peritonitis which followed the
operation. He remained conscious until about two hours before his death at 8:37 a. m.
yesterday.  Shortly  before  lapsing  into  the  coma from which he never rallied, he
turned  to  the  faithful  wife  and  friends  who  gathered  at his bedside with the
assertion  that  he  was 'getting a tough break, but I'll fight.' "Then the dying man
grasped  the  had of Mrs. Rickard and the feeble voice inquire solicitously about his
8-year old daughter.

"When told that Maxine was all right and wanted her father to get well, Rickard said,
'Help me over this, sweetheart, I'm fighting my -' He did not finish the sentence and
in two hours he was dead.

"A  certificate  issued  by  Dr.  E. H. Adkins, who attended Rickard, said that death
resulted  from  'an  overwhelming infection following acute gangrenous appendicitis.'
"Dempsey, rugged ring warrior, became a nervous, unstrung boy as he realized that the
man who had lifted him to a high place was dead. 'I've lost the best pal I ever had,'
he declared.

"It  was Dempsey and Field who sat with Mrs. Rickard by the bedside of her husband as
Rickard  passed.  When  Dempsey  left  the  room  and  sought  the reception hall, he
struggled  to  control  his  emotions. His face covered by a two day growth of beard,
Dempsey choked as he said, 'It must come to everyone, but it's mighty hard to see Tex
go. We can only carry on as he would have done.'

"Grief stricken and on the verge of prostration, Mrs. Rickard was forced to go to bed
where  she remained all morning, but she was able to attend brief funeral services in
the afternoon.

"Rickard was not a church member, but Father William Barry of the Catholic Church, to
which Mrs. Rickard belongs, officiated at services.

"Traveling  via Jacksonville, Savannah, Richmond and Washington, the funeral train is
expected  to  arrive  in  New York at 10:19 a. m. tomorrow where the body will lie in
state to be viewed by thousands of Rickard's friends.

"Another touch of pathos was added today when friends made public a telegram received
Saturday  night  from  Rickard's  aged  mother  in  Seattle, Washington, in which she
expressed her willingness to come to Miami Beach and help in every was possible.

"The Rickards came here Dec. 28, where they have a winter home and where the promoter
owned extensive real estate and a new greyhound track which he intended personally to
open on New Year's Day.

"Rickard    also  came  to  arrange  details  for  another  heavyweight  championship
elimination  contest,  a  match between Jack Sharkey and W. L. (Young) Stribling, the
winner to battle Jack Dempsey for the crown relinquished by Gene Tunney.

"With  three  members  of  the  Madison Square Garden staff en route to attend to the
preliminary  work  which  Rickard's illness and death halted, it was learned that the
bout would be carried through as planned.

To  continue  the newspaper coverage of Tex Rickard's death, the following was in the
January 7, 1929 issue of the Times:

"Many  Old  Settlers  of  Northern Texas Mourn Death of Rickard" "Many old-timers who
knew  Tex Richard when he punched cattle in this section and served Henrietta as town
marshal  today mourned and expressed regret at his passing. 'He lived square' was the
verdict  of  those  who  knew him best. "In those days he was known as 'Dink.' No one
seemed to recall just how the name originated but he was always 'Dink' to his friends
in  Northwest  Texas. Tex, or George Lewis, Rickard came to Henrietta when very young
after  brief residences in Kansas City and Sherman. In those days Henrietta was known
as Lick Skillet and Cambridge was Pinhook. While he was still very young, the head of
the  family  died and he became the breadwinner riding the ranges of Clay County as a
cowpuncher.  There  are  many  pioneers  around  Henrietta  who remember days when he
blacked  boots for a nickel and waited on the cowboys' games for spare change. "Later
he  was  elected  city  marshal of Henrietta and many prominent citizens of Henrietta
recall when Dink used to admonish them to 'go home and be good.' He never established
a  reputation for being quick on the trigger or beating them to the draw because when
he told them to 'go home to bed' they usually went, old timers here recalled.

"It was while wearing the peace officer's star in Henrietta that he fell in love with
his  first  wife,  Leona Bittick. Miss Bittick's parents objected to the match so the
pair  eloped  and were married at the home of L. B. Upham. The ceremony was performed
by the Rev. J. F. Young, a Baptist pastor, now living in Ardmore, Okla. "About a year
later Mrs. Rickard and her young baby died and 'Tex,' attracted by reports that flour
was  selling for a dollar a pound in Alaska, resigned as city marshal and went to the
Klondike  to investigate its possibilities. With a cowboy companion he struggled over
the Chilkoot Pass and across the 300 miles of frozen country to the headwaters of the
Yukon,  where they struck it rich in the famous bonanza. With his first stake Rickard
opened a gambling hall at Dawson but 'miner's luck' closed him out in a few days.

"There's  a  story that he and Rex Beach cut fire wood together to replenish the lost
fortune. With a small stake he reopened the gambling house and made good. Most of his
enormous winnings, however, were lost in speculation on worthless claims.

"He was attracted later to the Tonopah field, where he established the Great Northern
saloon  at Goldfield. The stake which he made there financed his ranch venture in the
Argentine.  Glenn  Cunningham  and James Frazier, Henrietta friends, were partners of
his in the adventure and when the project failed he brought them back to Henrietta.

"Through all of his colorful career, he never forgot his friends and many Texans have
had  tickets  to  all  of  his  big  fight  promotions. He returned to Texas at every
possible  opportunity  and  some of his fondest memories of Henrietta pioneers are of
parties at which 'Dink' was welcomed home.

"In  April  1926,  when the contract for the first Dempsey-Tunney fight was signed in
Fort  Worth,  he  made his last visit to Henrietta and spent several days there. More
than  50 pioneers of this section joined in welcoming him at a celebration at the St.
Elmo  Hotel.  August  Bevering,  Les  R. Hamm, W. F. Suddath, Dr. J. F. Farris, L. H.
Koethe,  and  a number of other close persona friends always arranged the welcome for
'Dink' when he came home.

"These  visits  were  always occasions for much reminiscing. He remembered and called
all of his companions of other days by their first names and nothing seemed to please
the  famous  promoter  more than this association with his first friends. "He enjoyed
recalling  the  times  when  he  and his father hunted buffalo on the site near where
Wichita  Falls  now stands. One of his favorite stories of pioneer days was of a trip
on  horseback  when  he  drove cattle from Henrietta to Honeywell, Kansas, when there
were  no fences to delay progress. He often chuckled over his first promotion scheme,
the  Blue  Grove  picnic,  and recalled the fight when Henrietta took the county seat
from  Cambridge  and  men  fought  over the mail and the location of the post office.
These and numerous other stories were always told and retold when 'Dink' came home.

"Sporting  events  which  he promoted also afforded him a chance for association with
his friends of cow punching days. One of his closest personal friends in this section
is  John  Turbeville,  Archer  County rancher and oil man. Mr. Tubeville has been Mr.
Rickard's  guest at many of his sporting events ands has kept in close touch with the
famous  promoter  during  his  entire  career.  Their friendship began when both were
cowboys  on the Harold Brothers and East Ranch near Archer City. "It is probable that
several  of  his  friends  from  this section will attend the funeral services in New
York".

To  continue  with  the  story of Tex Rickard's death, another article in the Wichita
Times  on  January  7,  1929, "Fistic World Fails to Find Answer to Problem of Taking
Place of King of Promoters," shows the veneration of the sports world for this native
Clay countian:

"By  Davis  J.  Walsh,  International  News  Service Sports Editor. New York, Jan 7 -
Boxing  literally  is  tottering  on  its  throne,  a  prey  to  the uncertainty that
inevitably  seizes  upon  any institution from which the steadying hand of its master
has been removed.

"Rickard is dead!

"All  the night long, as the body of the world's greatest promoter sped northward for
burial  on  Wednesday,  that three-word refrain has been dinning in the ears of those
who  knew  him and respected him and, in many cases, loved him. Rickard is dead. Only
by  constant  repetition can the fact be made acceptable and credible to the world of
boxing.

"Rickard  wasn't  merely associated with boxing; he was boxing itself. He took it out
of  the  back  rooms  and  dropped it into the laps of millionaires. He established a
monopoly  by  cornering its star performers. He made it the biggest money business of
all  professional  sports, a monument of marble where once it was a hovel of weather-
beaten  shingle.  He  held the unseen strings that made its puppets dance and he held
them  alone.  This  man  had  to  die  to make one fully realize how complete was his
domination of the sport. "So today, with the master gone, the aides are in a state of
flustered  confusion,  while  plans  that  he  made  for the future are marking time,
awaiting action that may never come.

"Does  Rickard's  death  mean that Jack Dempsey will not come back? What will be done
about  the  Sharkey-Stribling  fight  at  Miami  Beach, the proposed opening event of
Rickard's  program  to  establish  a  heavyweight  champion?  What will happen to his
heavyweight  elimination tournament? Will Humbert Fugazy, Jim Mullen, Paddy Harmen or
some other promoter step in and take over the control of the heavyweight situation?

"These  are  only a few of the unanswered questions that arose and demanded attention
early  Sunday  morning  when  Rickard  succumbed  to gangrenous appendicitis at Miami
Beach.

"He  had  a  statement prepared for release late this week on the Dempsey matter, but
Jack  is  accompanying  Mrs.  Rickard  with the promoter's body on the Havana special
Monday  and  what  effect  his friend's death will have on his plans is not known. He
always  said  that he would fight only for Rickard and, if he really was to come back
this year, undoubtedly his decision was to help his friend. But Rickard is beyond all
help now.

"In  any  case,  it is far from certain that Dempsey will wish to go forward with the
plans  already formulated, unless the appeal of doing so in honor of Rickard's wishes
strikes  a  responsive  chord. It isn't likely, either, that he would care to line up
with  a  rival  promoter,  a  fact  which places it squarely up to the Madison Square
Garden  Corporation  to  come  forward  with a man in whom Dempsey has confidence and
sympathy.

"They  say  this  man  may  be  Tom  McArdle,  the present matchmaker whose record of
achievement  in boxing is as lengthy as the years of his experience. Alleged nominees
for  Rickard's  post  are  many,  however.  John Chapman is one of them. Even Dempsey
himself is prominently mentioned.

"McArdle  was  offered  the  position  of  vice  president and general manager of the
corporation  before  the  post  went  to Col. John S. Hammond and, after a conference
Sunday,  this  pair was said to be in perfect accord. "Yes, boxing will go on but how
far  and  how  well,  no one can say. The Sharkey-Stribling fight on Feb. 27 probably
will be carried through, as Rickard already has contracted for it with the principals
before  going  south for the annual holiday that resulted so tragically. There may be
an  announcement  on  the Sharkey-Stribling affair Monday, the probability being that
Col.  Hammond  will  declare  his  intention of holding the fight as a tribute to the
promoter's memory.

"For  this  fight was to have been Rickard's gesture in a new field of promotion, his
answer  to those critics who claimed that only a big city can support a big match. It
was  his  boast,  just  before he was seized with his last illness on New Year's Day,
that the sharkey-Stribling fight would draw a gate of $500,000 and establish southern
Florida  as  one of the leaders of winter-season promotion. "If the fight is declared
on,  other  hands  will  attempt to seize the strings that guide the destiny of a big
event. They may even succeed, as Rickard would have succeeded and if they do, it will
be a further tribute to the man's genius of organization. Some day, too, a hand other
than  John  McGraw's  will  have to guide the New York Giants but neither institution
ever  will  seem quite the same. "The chances will be dead against it, in both cases.
Inspirational  genius  such  as Rickard's is seen once in a century. It isn't created
again  with  a  snap of the fingers. The kingdom he built still lives but the king is
dead and none fit to don the royal robes is available. So today we have the insistent
question  without  an answer; after this what? Frankly, anything is possible. Another
article  about  Tex Rickard in addition to the last two in this series from the Times
of January 7, 1929:

"Tonopah,  Nevada,  Jan. 7. (AP) - Tex Rickard came to the Nevada gold fields in 1903
to  retrieve  his  fortune  which  had been impaired by a streak of bad luck at Nome,
Alaska.

"Rickard  threw  together  the  frame work of 'The Northern' saloon at Crook and Main
Streets  and  with  Ole Elliott and Kid Highley, he reproduced the gambling houses he
had owned in Dawson and Nome.

"The Northern resort was the scene of what old timers said were the greatest gambling
plays  ever  witnessed on the desert. 'The sky' was the limit and promoters and 'wild
catters'  were  said  to have 'got all the excitement they craved,' frequently laying
$10,000  on the turn of a card. "Eight bartenders were employed on a shift, making 24
for  each day. Each man drew $12 from the till and paid himself as he went off shift.
More  than  24  dealers  were employed and visitors said champagne flowed more freely
than  water.  "Through  Rickard's  efforts  the  Gains-Nelson  fight  was staged as a
community affair."

On the next day, January 8, 1929, the following article appeared in the Wichita Daily
Times.

"Rickard's Body Rests in State Until Services" "Priest, Rabbi and Protestant Minister
to  Conduct  Rites  Wednesday"  by Frank Getty, United Press Sports Editor "New York,
Jan.  8  -The man whose sporting spectacles amazed the world was brought home Tuesday
to rest in state in the Temple of Sport, which is to be his monument. "Accompanied by
his  grief-stricken young widow and a few close friends, the body of Tex Rickard came
to  New  York  in a bronze, flower-strewn casket aboard a fast express train from the
South.

"A  strong police escort of 100 of Commissioner Whalen's 'finest' waited to accompany
the  remains to Madison Square Garden; a curious, insistent throng - such a throng as
Tex  loved  - pressed closely about the Pennsylvania station gates; men and women who
knew  Tex  only  as a name and a symbol for the spectacular in sport, stood shivering
with cold but held by curiosity along the route mapped out for the cortege.

"If  Mrs.  Rickard  approved the plans made by James I. Bush and Roy W. Howard, close
friends  of  the late promoter, the body was to lie in state in Madison Square Garden
until  the  funeral  services  Wednesday  afternoon.  Because Rickard was a man of no
particular  religion, those in charge of his funeral services were seeking Tuesday to
have a priest, a rabbi and a Protestant clergyman participate in the final rites.

"Jack  Dempsey,  former  heavy-weight  champion,  who  assumed  charge  of  the  late
promoter's  affairs at Miami Beach, where Tex died Sunday morning, wired his approval
of  these  arrangements.  Mrs.  Rickard is a Catholic and services in that faith were
held  for  Tex  before the body was placed aboard the 'Havana Special' of the Florida
East  Coast line, which brought it here Tuesday. "The young widow, who was married to
Rickard early in 1926, left their infant daughter, Maxine, at Miami Beach in the care
of  Mrs. Walter Fields, wife of one of the promoter's employees. Mrs. Rickard bore up
bravely  under  the  strain  of  the long vigil she had kept at her husband's bedside
since his operation for appendicitis on New Year's Day."

"St.  Mortiz,  Switzerland,  Jan.  8-(INS)  -  'My sympathy goes out to Mr. Rickard's
family,'  said  Gene  Tunney, retired heavyweight champion Tuesday. 'I feel his death
keenly  as  one  of  his myriad of friends. The world of sport has undoubtedly lost a
genius.  There  probably  never  will  be another promoter so capable of stirring the
public  interest.  It  might  truly be said that whatever his hands touched turned to
gold.'

One   last  article  about  Tex  Rickard's  funeral,  before  we  move  back  to  his
autobiography,  appeared  in  the  Wichita Falls Times on January 9, 1929: "New York,
Jan.  9:  Silent  as  a  tomb,  Madison  Square  Garden  stood  Wednesday a temporary
sarcophagus for the dead leader, Tex Rickard, prior to burial Wednesday afternoon.

"Carried into the huge sports arena Tuesday, the famous sports promoter's body lay in
a bronze casket all through the night while two attendants kept a guard of honor.

"Champions  of  many  a  sport have had their hour of triumph or despair at the house
that  Rickard built; turbulent excitement has been its almost-daily lot; never before
has it sheltered the dead in solemn dignity.

"Under  the  floodlights  which usually illuminate the garden's boxing ring, the dead
promoter  lay in his casket almost directly opposite his own private box, somber with
black  draperies. At each side were huge palms. Behind were massed hundreds of floral
tributes.

"After  relatives  and  close friends had been given their hour or two alone with the
dead Tuesday, the doors of the sports palace were thrown open to the general public.

"In three hours, some 15,000 men, women, and children passed by the bier to pay their
last respects to the dead. In single file that cosmopolitan cross section of New York
citizenry  filed  into the garden, slowly passed the half opened casket and proceeded
into the streets again.

"It was a solemn orderly throng that sang a silent requiem for the dead." Also in the
Wichita Falls Times of January 9, 1929, as the account of the funeral of Tex Rickard,
was this article:

"Fort  Worth,  Jan.  9,  (UP)  The  first romance of Tex Rickard, who died in Florida
Sunday morning, although a very beautiful and tender one, was short lived and is said
to  be  one  of  the  saddest  and  most tragic experiences in the life of the famous
promoter.

"It  was  in  1894  that  Rickard  married  Miss Leona Bittick, daughter of Dr. S. G.
Bittick of Henrietta. The ceremony was performed in Fort Worth. The bride was married
in  the same gown which she wore a week before at her graduation from old Polytechnic
College,  now known as T. W. C. A year later the bride and her infant son died of the
white plague.

"The  marriage occurred in May. In August Mrs. Rickard was confined with tuberculosis
of  the  lungs.  In February, 1895, their baby was born. The baby was named George L.
Rickard, Jr. Three weeks later its mother died and the baby died a few days later.

"This  marriage was a romantic one. Doctor Bittick opposed his daughter's marriage to
Rickard  because of her poor health. The couple eloped from the home in Henrietta and
came  to  Fort  Worth  to  get married and then returned home to receive the parental
blessing.

"  'Their  lives  together,  though  short,  were  sweet and it was a great sorrow to
Rickard  when  he lost his wife and son, who would have been the only one left now to
carry on the family name if he had lived,' declared a friend of the Bittick family.

"Soon  after  the  death of his wife, Rickard went to Alaska, where he married again.
Then  he began acquiring what later developed into a great fortune. It is beside this
wife  that he is to be buried in New York. His first wife and their son are buried at
Henrietta,  where  during  recent  years  Rickard  has erected new monuments to their
memory.

"Those  now  surviving  the  first Mrs. Rickard are two sisters, Mrs. Matt Coleman of
Fort Worth and Mrs. J. A. Baker, and three brothers, also of Fort Worth."