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Updated: May 13, 2025
"What do you make of this, father?" asked Dan of his parent, when the retreat toward the Brazos was ordered. "I don't know what to make of it," answered Amos Radbury. "I suppose General Houston knows what he is doing." "But see how the settlers are leaving their homes. There is a regular panic among them." "That is true, Dan. I wish I knew how Ralph and Stover are faring at home."
I found afterwards that they all joined into the same channel, forming a considerable river, which runs from this elevated plain in an easterly direction; and which I take to be a head-water of the Great Red River of Louisiana, or perhaps of the Brazos, or Colorado, of Texas. I have called it a considerable river.
As she entered they raised their muzzles and sniffed suspiciously, ears a-cock, and as the girl approached closer to them they moved warily away, snorting, and passed around her to the opposite side of the corral. As they moved by her she scrutinized them and her heart dropped, for Brazos was not among them. He must have been turned out into the pasture.
Then I'd like to tell him how we had passed them, starting ten days' drive farther south. He must have been amongst those herds laying over on the Brazos." "Why don't you go, then?" said Fox Quarternight. "Half the outfit could hold the cattle now with the grass and water we're in at present." "I'll go you one for luck," said our foreman.
Three times she essayed to lift it to his back before she succeeded in accomplishing the Herculean task, and had it been any other horse upon the ranch than Brazos the thing could never have been done; but the kindly little pony stood in statuesque resignation while the heavy Mexican tree was banged and thumped against his legs and ribs, until a lucky swing carried it to his wethers.
"I'm the one who should be peeved," spoke up the girl with a wry smile. "Brazos was my pony. He's the one you picked out for me to ride while I am here; but I am sure poor Mr. Bridge feels as badly about it as anyone, and I know that he couldn't help it. We shouldn't be too hard on him.
They would follow down the Brazos, cross over to the Wichita River, and pass about sixty miles to the north of the home ranch on the Clear Fork. I joined them for the first few days out, destinations were the same as the other private herds, and promising to meet them in Dodge, I turned homeward.
But, Luke, says I, 'don't you have to have a dispensation or a habeas corpus or something from the state, when you reach out that far for rich men and malefactors? "'Did I have a requisition, says Luke, 'when I went over into the Brazos bottoms and brought back Bill Grimes and two more for holding up the International?
Come, Brazos!" until a unit of the moving mass detached itself and came toward her, nickering. "Good Brazos!" she cooed. "That's a good pony," and walked forward to meet him. The animal let her reach up and stroke his forehead, while he muzzled about her for the expected tidbit.
When he thought his intrigue ripe enough for action, he sailed for Brazos, intending to cross the Rio Grande and assert his claims with arms. While he was scheming in New Orleans, however, I had learned what he was up to, and in advance of his departure had sent instructions to have him arrested on American soil.
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