The Freebooters: A Story of the Texan WarAimard, Gustave
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The Freebooters: A Story of the Texan War
Aimard, Gustave
Texas -- History -- Revolution, 1835-1836 -- Fiction; Western stories
Placed in such a position, the Texan insurgents must regard themselves
as freed from any courteous obligation toward their enemies, and in fact
were so. Until they were permitted to treat on equal terms with their
old masters, they had only one thing to regard, namely, the object to
be attained: under the present circumstances they had attained it, and
no more could be asked of them.
The Jaguar's first care, so soon as he was in possession of the
fortress, was to have John Davis installed in a comfortable and airy
room; then he sent several men to the creek whence the expedition had
started, to fetch the clothes and anything the conspirators had left
there.
During the works necessitated by the new occupation and an exact
inspection of the important fortress the Texans had succeeded in
seizing, day had broke, and the sun risen. The Jaguar, after taking all
the necessary precautions to prevent himself being surprised in his
turn, took a telescope, and went up to the platform of the castle. From
this point the eye surveyed an immense landscape, and a magnificent
panorama was unrolled. On one side were the undulating Texan plains,
which lofty mountains enclosed on the horizon; on the other, the sea
with its grand and mysterious immensity.
The Jaguar first looked carelessly through the telescope at the town of
Galveston, which was beginning to wake up, and whose streets were
growing gradually peopled; next at the mainland, and the entrance of the
Rio Trinidad, which was still plunged in a mournful solitude. Then,
turning, he fixed the glass on the sea, and attentively examined the
horizon. Lanzi, carelessly lounging on a gun carriage, was rolling a
husk cigarette with all the serious attention he generally devoted to
this important operation.
"Lanzi!" the Jaguar suddenly said, as he hurried to him.
"Well!" he answered, raising his head, but not otherwise disturbing
himself.
"Do you know what has become of the Mexican flag we found in the
commandant's room?"
"Indeed I do not."
"You must go and enquire at once, my good fellow. So soon as you have
got it, bring it to me."
"Very good."
The half-breed rose and left the platform; in the meanwhile, the Jaguar,
who was leaning over the parapet, seemed deeply interested. In fact, the
chase of the privateer by the corvette was beginning at this moment! and
the two vessels appeared under full sail.
"Oh, oh," the Jaguar muttered, "how will it end? The brig is very small
to carry so large a vessel by storm! Nonsense," he added after a little
reflection, "we have seized the fort, then why should they not capture
the corvette?"
"I see nothing to prevent it," a voice said at his elbow.
The Jaguar turned and saw the half-breed standing by his side, with a
roll of bunting under his arm.
"Well," he asked him, "where is the flag?"
"Here it is."
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