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Title: Remember the Alamo
Author: R. R. Fehrenbach
Release Date: October 16, 2009 [EBook #30267]
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By R. R. FEHRENBACH
THIS IS, I THINK, ONE OF THE MOST POWERFUL COMMENTS
ON THE MODERN SOCIAL PHILOSOPHY I HAVE SEEN--A
REALLY BLOOD-CHILLING LITTLE TALE....
ILLUSTRATED BY SCHOENHERR
* * * * *
Toward sundown, in the murky drizzle, the man who called himself Ord
brought Lieutenant colonel William Barrett Travis word that the Mexican
light cavalry had completely invested Bexar, and that some light guns were
being set up across the San Antonio River. Even as he spoke, there was a
flash and bang from the west, and a shell screamed over the old mission
walls. Travis looked worried.
"What kind of guns?" he asked.
"Nothing to worry about, sir," Ord said. "Only a few one-pounders, nothing
of respectable siege caliber. General Santa Anna has had to move too fast
for any big stuff to keep up." Ord spoke in his odd accent. After all, he
was a Britainer, or some other kind of foreigner. But he spoke good
Spanish, and he seemed to know everything. In the four or five days since
he had appeared he had become very useful to Travis.
Frowning, Travis asked, "How many Mexicans, do you think, Ord?"
"Not more than a thousand, now," the dark-haired, blue-eyed young man said
confidently. "But when the main body arrives, there'll be four, five
Travis shook his head. "How do you get all this information, Ord? You
recite it like you had read it all some place--like it were history."
Ord merely smiled. "Oh, I don't know _everything_, colonel. That is why I
had to come here. There is so much we don't know about what happened.... I
mean, sir, what will happen--in the Alamo." His sharp eyes grew puzzled for
an instant. "And some things don't seem to match up, somehow--"DownloadPagesMainNext>>