The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1881-02-10
HBROnTB 0F TIE ALAM0.
She is a Felnegseean and Halls
from Bolivar.

Cor. San Antonio Exprezs.l .s
Texans confess keen interest in facts
affecting the history and fortunes Of
David Crockett. San Antonio is in
debted to much of it's fame to. that of
the. heroic martyr to liberty, who fell
in the thickest Of the fight within the
Alamo. Have you listened to the Sim
pLest recital Of the facts given By Mrs.
flaming. formerly Mrs. Dickinson, nee
WiIkeraon, II. Green county, Georgia?
She went, when very young, TO Boli=
var, .Hardeman county, Tenn. When
hardly sixteen she married Dickinson,
n New England tradesman, and, in
1880, wentto Texas. When the revolt
occurred and Mexican invasion was
threatened, Dickinson removed his
youthful wife to San Antonio. When
Santa Anna appeared before the little
city one bright spring morning in 1856
Dickinson, who was Lieutenant or
Captain in local company, mounted
a mustang, and his wife was seated be-
hind him with child six months old
in her lap. He entered the Alamo.
He and his wife had an apartment Civ
en- them in the basement Of the stone
church. Crockett occupied an adjoin-
mo room and when moi ENGAGED in
loading and firing a sort Of long Tom, I"
a primitive eighteen poundcr, he was
accustomed to saw his fiddle and abhor
confn :ment within stone walls.
He was impatient and tired
of Imprisonment and especially anxious
to have a fight with the Mexicans in
an.open field. where he might use his
native weapon, 'Betsey," an old fash
ioned soap-stick rifle. Through ten
days Mrs, Haning was within the
theAlarno, encountering Crockett al
NEST hourly till the last day Of the siege
when the massacre occurred. That IA
tai nlerning Dickenson, long before the
san rose, came to his wife to bid her
goodbye. l have heard her tell the
story with fearful eyes forty-threc years
after the sun went down on the terrible
day. She saw Dickinson but once af-
terward. He was then fighting, sword
in hand at the doorway of her apart
ment. Men rushed into her room.
There was a volley Of musketry.
When consciousness was restored her
room was full of smoke. A bullet had
pierced her leg just below the knee.
She was lying on the bed, her infant,
six months old, beside her, and a rich
ly dressed Mexican officer standing
near. She remembers, as l forgot 10
state, that simultaneously with tho, hand
to hand fight between her husband and
the AIexicans at the doorway, two lit
tie boys, sons of Alderman gunner, ran
into her room. They were pursued
by Mexiesns. shot down, and bayonet-
ed in her presence, the smoke from the
guns filling her room and enabling her
10 escape observation. Almonte was
educatel in New Orleans He
interposed when the 8Iexicans sought
to take her life, and caused her u be
taken to Santa Anna. This man
sought 10 induce her to accompany
him to Mexico. When she refused to
90, he. concluded to send her to Sam
Houston, that the terrible story she
would tell might intimidate the little
band ofTexas patriots. Wounded as
She was, she set out alone on a mustang
with her child in her lap, across the
open prairics, for Gonzales. She, her
infant, and the negro Ben, the servant
of Travis, who was in command, were
the only American Survivors. But
San Antonio should hear Mrs. IIanlng
now growing old, tell the story as I've
heard it. She would tell too, Of her
flight, accompanied by the negro, Ben,
of the intervention of Deaf Smith, who
saved her when almost dyihgor thirst,
fatigue and f tie pain caused by her
wound Hear her tell Of her interview
with Houston, and how ;he hero Of