The Border Rifles: A Tale of the Texan WarAimard, Gustave
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The Border Rifles: A Tale of the Texan War
Aimard, Gustave
Texas -- History -- To 1846 -- Fiction; Western stories
The site of the village was completely freed from the ruins that
encumbered it; the labourers then began levelling the ground, and
digging a ditch six yards wide, and four deep, which was connected on
one side by means of a drain with the affluent of the Missouri, on the
other with the river itself; behind this ditch, and on the wall formed
of the earth dug out of it, a line of stakes was planted, twelve feet
high, and fastened together by iron bands, almost invisible interstices
being left, through which a rifle barrel could be thrust and discharged
under covert. In this entrenchment a gate was made large enough for a
waggon to pass, and which communicated with the exterior by a
drawbridge, which was pulled up at sunset.
These preliminary precautions taken, an extent of about four thousand
square yards was thus surrounded by water, and defended by palisades on
all sides, excepting on the face turned to the Missouri, for the width
and depth of that river offered a sufficient guarantee of security.
It was in the free space to which we have just alluded, that the Captain
began building the houses and offices for the colony.
At the outset these buildings were to be made of wood, as is usually the
case in all clearings, that is to say, of trees with the bark left on
them; and there was no lack of wood, for the forest was scarce a hundred
yards from the colony.
The works were pushed on with such activity, that two months after the
Captain's arrival at the spot all the buildings were finished, and the
interior arrangements almost completed.
In the centre of the colony, on an elevation made for the purpose, a
species of octagonal tower, about seventy feet in height, was erected,
of which the roof was flat, and which was divided into three storeys. At
the bottom were the kitchen and offices, while the upper rooms were
allotted to the members of the family, that is to say, the Captain and
his lady, the two nursemaids, young and hearty Kentuckians, with rosy
and plump cheeks, called Betsy and Emma; Mistress Margaret, the cook, a
respectable matron entering on her ninth lustre, though she only
confessed to five-and-thirty, and still had some pretence to beauty,
and, lastly, to Sergeant Bothrel. This tower was closed with a stout
iron-lined door, and in the centre was a wicket to reconnoitre visitors.
About ten yards from the tower, and communicating with it by a
subterraneous passage, were the log huts of the hunters, the workmen,
the neatherds, and labourers.
After these, again came the stables and cow houses.
In addition, scattered here and there, were large barns and granaries
intended to receive the produce of the colony.
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