Alamo (San Antonio, Tex.) -- Siege, 1836 -- Fiction; Texas -- History -- Revolution, 1835-1836 -- Fiction; War stories; Western stories
“You should have heard the shout that answered the charge. Jesu, Maria!
It made my heart leap to my bosom. And ever since, the two words have
filled the air. You could see men catching them on their lips. They
are in their eyes, and their walk. Their hands say them. The up-toss of
their heads says them. When they go into battle they will see Houston in
front of them, and hear him call back ‘No surrender!’ Mexico cannot hold
Texas against such a determined purpose, carried out by such determined
men.”
Lopez did not answer. He was a melancholy, well-read man, who had
travelled, and to whom the idea of liberty was a passion. But the
feeling of race was also strong in him, and he could not help regretting
that liberty must come to Texas through an alien people--“heretics,
too”--he muttered, carrying the thought out aloud. It brought others
equally living to him, and he asked, “Where, then, is Doctor Worth?”
“At Espada. The army wished him to go to San Felipe with Houston, but
he declined. And we want him most of all, both as a fighter and a
physician. His son Thomas went in his place.”
“I know not Thomas.”
“Indeed, very few know him. He is one that seldom speaks. But his rifle
has its word always ready.”
“And Jack?”
“Jack also went to San Felipe. He is to bring back the first despatches.
Jack is the darling of the camp. Ah, what a happy soul he has! One would
think that it had just come from heaven, or was just going there.”
“Did you see Senorita Antonia to-night?”
“Si! She is a blessing to the eyesight. So brave a young girl, so sweet,
so wise; she is a miracle! If I loved not Isabel with my whole soul, I
would kneel at Antonia’s feet.”
“That is where I also would kneel.”
“Hark! how the wind roars, and how the rain thrashes the house! But our
men have the shelter of one of the Panchos. You should have heard the
padre threaten them with the anger of heaven and hell and General Cos.
Good-bye, Lopez. I have stayed my last moment now.”
“Your horse has been well fed. Listen, he is neighing for you; to Doctor
Worth give my honorable regards. Is Senor Parades with you? and Perez
Mexia? Say to them I keep the vow I made in their behalf. Farewell,
Luis!” and Luis, who had been mounting as his friend talked, stooped
from his saddle and kissed him.
It was just dawn when he reached camp, and he found Doctor Worth waiting
his arrival. Fortunately there was nothing but good news for the doctor.
Luis had seen everything through the medium of his own happiness, and he
described the midnight meal and the Senora’s amiability with the utmost
freedom from anything unpleasant. Rachela’s interference he treated with
scornful indifference; and yet it affected Worth’s mind unpleasantly.
For it went straight to the source of offence. “She must have had Fray
Ignatius behind her. And my poor Maria, she will be as dough for them to
knead as they desire to!”
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