"What do you make of this, father?" asked Dan of his parent, when the retreat toward the Brazos was ordered. "I don't know what to make of it," answered Amos Radbury. "I suppose General Houston knows what he is doing." "But see how the settlers are leaving their homes. There is a regular panic among them." "That is true, Dan. I wish I knew how Ralph and Stover are faring at home." "Can we get back to them?" "Hardly now, for we would most likely have to pass right through Santa Anna's lines. I do not believe it will be long before we have a big fight." "Do you believe it is true that Colonel Fannin has been defeated?" "It may be so, for, judging by what took place at the Alamo, Santa Anna must have a large army concentrating here." It was raining at the time; indeed, it rained now nearly every day, and the march was anything but a pleasant one. Often the wagons and cannon got stuck, and the men had to put their shoulders to the wheels to help things along. Volunteers came and went, and so did the settlers, and sometimes the commander could not calculate how many men he had to rely upon in case of emergency. Yet on struggled the body until, on March 28th, the army reached San Felipe. From here they went up the Brazos and encamped near Groce's Ferry. In the meantime, Santa Anna's army was pressing forward, but in several different ways. The Mexican general had thought that the slaughter at the Alamo and the massacre at Goliad would make the Texans submit without further difficulty. He had yet to learn that it was indeed liberty or death with these stern people, who were so soon to risk their all in one final contest. One portion of the Mexican army, having gained the Colorado, crossed in rafts, while another portion moved upon San Felipe; and then a portion of the concentrated forces went to Fort Bend. From here Santa Anna pushed on, through the rain and mud, to Harrisburg, hoping to surprise the town; but, when he arrived, the place was practically abandoned. He wished most of all to capture the heads of the government the Texans had set up, and, learning they were off for Galveston Island, he set out on the march for New Washington, which is located just north of Galveston Bay. Houston, hearing that Santa Anna had at last crossed the Brazos, began to march south to meet him. The Texans encamped at Buffalo Bayou, opposite to what was left of the smoking ruins of Harrisburg. Every soldier was now more than eager to fight. "Very well; fight you shall," said General Houston. "We will! We will!" shouted the soldiers. Then Houston continued: "Some of us may be killed, and some must be killed. But, boys, remember the Alamo!" "Yes, we will remember the Alamo!" came back in a deep chorus. "Down with every Mexican in the State of Texas!"