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Portrait of J. Frank Dobie J. Frank Dobie Stories of Christmas and the Bowie knife (1953)

Through long centuries of warring, certain weapons of the Old World, like King Arthur’s “Excalibur” and Siegmund’s great sword “Gram,” became the subjects of legends and of songs that have made them immortal. Their solitary counterpart in the New World, before six-shooter and law-abiding habits supplanted its use, was the Bowie knife. The knife’s origin is wrapped in fable as fantastic as that recounting how the dwarf smiths forged for the old Norse gods; its use is memorialized in a cycle of dark and bloody legends yet told all over the Southwest.
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Portrait of J. Frank Dobie J. Frank Dobie Stories of Christmas and the Bowie knife (1953)

The love and cheer associated with Christmas will always be the best thing about it. How often just a good word that conveys the word-giver’s generosity of spirit enriches people! I remember the “Merry Christmas, sir!” of a gray-haired woman scrubbing stone steps at a college in Cambridge, England, during the war; and recollection of her sturdy, cheerful, kind nature brightens my world. I can hear my mother’s “Christmas Gift” or “Merry Christmas” as I write these words. Whoever heard her greeting received a gift, for she meant every syllable of it, felt every tone in it.
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Portrait of J. Frank Dobie J. Frank Dobie Stories of Christmas and the Bowie knife (1953)

Then they heard a scuffle, accompanied by a click of steel, a moan, and a voice crying, “Come in.” By the light of a lantern Bowie was seen standing in a pool of blood, the other man dead.
Bowie must have lain awake nights thinking up novel ways in which to exercise his knife. It is humiliating to record that in all likelihood he did not think up what might be denominated “the grave duel”—the most exquisite form that hand-to-hand combat with knives could assume.
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