The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1845-02-14
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voice came. There lay Bob Rock,
covered with blood and apparently in
The Alcade was supp orting
his head on his arm. Before | had
time to give second look, ! was bur
ried forward with the rest toward the
centre Of the camp, where the fight was
at tie hottest. = - I. .I 4
About FIVE hundred men, the pick
Of the Mexican army, had collected
roord aknot of staff officers, and were
making more gallant defence. Gen.
Houston had attacked them with three
hundred Of our people, but had not been
able to break their ranks. His charge,
however, had shaken them little, and
before they had time to recover, | came
up. Giving a wild hurrah, my men
fred their pistols, hurled them at the
enemies heads, and then springing over
the carcasses OF the fallen, dashed like
"a thunderbolt into the broken ranks of
the Mexicans.
A frightful butchery ensued. Our
men, who were for the most part, and
at most times, peaceabIe and humane IN
disposition, seemed converted INTO per-
feet fiends. Whole ranks Of the enc
my Tell under theif knives. some idea e'
may be formed Of the horrible slaughter
from the fact, that the fight from the
beginning to the end, DID not last abo We
ten minutes, and IN that time nearly
eight hundred Mexlcar1s were shot> or
cut down. "No qaarter!' was the cry
OF the lnlurIated ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Alamo! Remember Go,md! ihmk OF
fanning! ward! me Mex'cans
threw themselves on thelr kness, lmPio-
ring mercy: "M'ser1cordta! Cuarfef'
porel amor de Dos" shrleked they In
heart rending tones; but their snPpIlca-
tlons were not attended to, and every
man OF them would inevitably have
been butchered, had notGeneral tious-
ton and the officers dashed in between
the victors and the vanquished, and
with the greatest difficulty, and by
threats oil cutting down our own men
II they did not deslst, put an end to this
scene OF bloodshed, and saved the Tex
an character from the stain OF unman
ly cruelty. .
r When all was over hurrled -bacF
10 the place where hac fettthe Alcade
with Bob. The latter lay, bleeding
from SIX wounds, only a few PAGES iron
the spot where ne had helped me uT
the breastwork. The bodies OF the two
dead Mexlcans served HIM tor pillow
The Alcade was kneeIlng by his side
gazing sadly and earnestly INTO the
taee OF The dying m"n.
For Bob was dying; but IT was nc
l'nger the death OF the desPalrIng mur
derer. The expression OF his features
was calm and composed, and his eyes
were raised to heaven with a look o
hope and snppllcatIoa.
stopped down and asked hum how
he felt himself, but he made no answer
and evidently did not recolIect me
Ate, moment or two,
SHOW goes 1t with the hght?' h'
asked IN broken voice.
eve have conquered, Bob. The en-
emy killed and taken. Not a man es
capped
He paused little, and then spak
again:
"Haye done my duty? May hop
to be iorg'venY
The Alcade answered him IN an az
tated voice:
SHE who iorgaye the sinner on tn
cross will doubtless be mercliul to you
Bob. His holy book says: there
more joy in heaven over one SHINE
that rePenteth than over ninety an
nine just men, BE OF good cheer, Bot
the Almighty will surely be mercItul t