The Texan Star: The Story of a Great Fight for LibertyAltsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
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The Texan Star: The Story of a Great Fight for Liberty
Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander)
Texas -- Fiction
They were very soon back at the point where Ned had left his own horse,
and found him lying contentedly on his side. Then, well mounted each on
his own horses they resumed their broken journey.
CHAPTER XXI
THE TEXAN STAR
Just after the three started, they looked back and saw a faint light
over the trees, which they knew was caused by the forest fire still
traveling northward.
"It seemed almost a sin to set the torch to the woods," said the boy,
"but I couldn't think of any other way to get you two loose from the
Mexicans."
"It's a narrow fire," said the Ring Tailed Panther, "an' I guess it will
burn itself out ag'inst some curve of the creek a few miles further on."
This, in truth, was what happened, as they learned later, but for the
present they could bestow the thought of only a few moments upon the
subject. Despite the Mexican interruption they intended to go on with
their mission. With good horses beneath them they expected to reach the
Brazos settlements the next day unless some new danger intervened.
They turned from the forest into the prairie and rode northward at a
good gait.
"That was a fine scheme of yours, Ned," repeated the Ring Tailed
Panther, "an' nobody could have done it better. You set the fire an'
here we are, together ag'in."
"I was greatly helped by luck," said Ned modestly.
"Luck helps them that think hard an' try hard. Didn't that fellow,
Urrea, give you the creeps? I had my doubts about him before, but I
never believed he was quite as bad as he is."
But Ned felt melancholy. It seemed to him that somebody whom he liked
had died.
"I saw him talking to you and Obed," he said. "What was he saying?"
The Ring Tailed Panther frowned and Ned heard his teeth grit upon one
another.
"He was sayin' a lot of things," he replied. "He was talkin' low down,
hittin' at men who couldn't hit back, abusin' prisoners, which the same
was Obed an' me. He was doin' what I guess you would call tauntin',
tellin' of all the things we would have to suffer. He said that they'd
get you, too, before mornin' an' that we'd all be hanged as rebels an'
traitors to Mexico. He laughed at the way he fooled us. He said that
spat he had with Sandoval was only make-believe. He said that we'd never
get San Antonio; that he'd kept Cos informed about all our movements an'
that Santa Anna was comin' with a great army. He said that most of us
would be chawed right up, an' that them that wasn't chawed up would wish
they had been before Santa Anna got through with 'em."
"Many a threatened man who runs away lives to fight another day," said
Obed cheerfully.
"That's so," said the Ring Tailed Panther, "an' I say it among us three
that if we don't take San Antonio we'll have a mighty good try at it,
an' if it comes to hangin' an' all that sort of business there's Texan
as well as Mexican ropes."
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