"Shortly before sunset on the evening of the 3d the fire of the
batteries suddenly ceased. Two thousand fresh troops, the army of
General Cos, which had been captured and paroled at this very place, had
retraced their steps, and now, in violation of their pledged word, were
prepared once more to fight against their conquerors. While they were
being welcomed with acclamations and every form of rejoicing by the
Mexicans, the grim walls of the Alamo were witnessing one of the most
solemn and pathetic scenes of history. In their dim shadow Colonel
Travis paraded his handful of heroes in single file, and addressed them
in substantially these words:
"'My brave comrades, stern necessity compels me to employ the moments
afforded by this probably brief cessation of conflict in making known to
you the most interesting, yet the most solemn, melancholy, and unwelcome
fact that humanity can realize. Our fate is sealed. Within a few days,
perhaps a few hours, we must all be in eternity. Our provisions are
gone, our ammunition is nearly spent, and our strength is almost
exhausted. My calls for assistance remain unanswered, and the
probabilities are that our couriers have been cut off. The enemy
surrounds us in overwhelming and ever-increasing numbers. Then we must
die, and have only to choose such method of death as may best serve our
country. Shall we surrender, and be deliberately shot? Shall we try to
cut our way out through the Mexican ranks, and be butchered before we
can kill twenty of our adversaries? I am opposed to either plan, but
leave every man of you to his own decision. Should any one choose to
surrender, or attempt to escape, he is at liberty to do so. My own
choice is to remain in this place, and die for my country, fighting so
long as breath shall remain in my body. This will I do even if you leave
me alone. Do, then, as you think best; but remember that no one of you
can die with me without affording me comfort in the hour of death.'
"Here Colonel Travis drew his sword, and with its point traced a line on
the earthen floor extending the whole length of the motionless file.
Then resuming his position in front of the centre, he said:
"'Now let every man who is willing to remain here and die with me cross
to this side of that line. Who will be the first? Forward! March!'
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