[1] Yoakum, History of Texas, I, 184. [↑]
[2] Lubbock, Francis Richard, Six Decades in Texas (edited by Raines), Austin, 1900, p. 32. [↑]
[3] British Diplomatic Correspondence Concerning the Republic of Texas, edited by Ephraim Douglass Adams, Austin, “Crawford to Pakenham,” p. 13. [↑]
[4] Hudgins, Charles D., The Maid of San Jacinto, New York, 1900, pp. 12–13, footnotes. ↑ [a] [b]
THE LEGEND OF THE SALT MARSHES (SAN LUIS PASS, BRAZORIA COUNTY)
By Bertha McKee Dobie
This legend was told me by Mrs. A. F. Shannon of Velasco. San Luis Pass is the narrow entrance from the Gulf into a small and sheltered bay on the Texas coast. It is a wild and mournful spot, where sea gulls scream and breakers roar. It is especially wild and mournful when the wind is east, as the few settlers say. Then three great billows roll in successively from the Gulf, overtake each other on the bar, and break together with the sound of thunder. This breaking together of the billows is called the boor[1] on the bar.
A great many years ago a fisherman lived with his wife and young child at the Pass. One day when the wind was east and the boor was on the bar, he went out in his boat to fish. The wind blew stronger, the billows rose higher, and a great tide came in, flooding the salt marshes that border the Pass. The fisherman did not return. A few days later other fishermen found the young wife, quite demented, wandering in the salt marshes and calling, “Come back! Come back!” Since that time, when the wind is east and the boor is on the bar, the white form of the woman flits over the marshes and cries, “Come back! Come back!” in warning to fishermen whose boats are on the water.