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Updated: June 20, 2025
We had a jollification because of the capture of Bexar, and a good many of the men weren't jest as straight as they might be." With a heavy heart, Amos Radbury rode down to the jail. But Reemer was away, and a new man had taken his place, a man who knew absolutely nothing concerning the half-breed who had gotten away thus easily. "We may as well go home," said the lieutenant.
This had left Ralph home alone, saving for the company of Pompey Shuck, a negro, who had, during the summer, followed Mr. Radbury from the old home in Georgia and insisted that he be taken in and set to work, "jess as on de ole plantation, Mars' Radbury." Big Foot, the Indian, had departed some time before Pompey's arrival.
As soon as he was able, he returned to his ranch on the Guadalupe, where both he and Dan were received in a warm manner by Ralph and the ever faithful Poke Stover and Pompey. "You are both heroes," cried the youngest Radbury. And then he added, with all the ardor of youth: "How I wish I had been along!" "Never mind, lad, your time may come some day," said Poke Stover.
"He's a lawyer and a fighter, and I reckon he can whip 'em both in the court-room or on the battle-field." In his conversation with his neighbour, Mr. Radbury had mentioned Santa Anna, and it may be as well to look for a moment at this remarkable personage, who at that time, and for several years to follow, was the most important man in Mexico.
The Convention settled down, and inside of an hour Houston, accompanied by several of his staff, was riding like the wind for Gonzales. As the excitement in Gonzales continued, and there was no telling what would happen next, Amos Radbury resolved to remain in the town for at least several days. "If I am needed I shall reënter the army," he said. "Then I shall go with you," said Dan.
This was ordered by the lieutenant, and the command carried out on the spot. The second mustang was slightly injured, but could still be ridden. "Both of you had better go back, on the one mustang," said Amos Radbury. "And, Glenwood, you can go back with them, for fear they may have trouble with other Mexicans who may be wandering about."
"You'll fight first, won't you?" "Perhaps I will; it will depend upon circumstances," was the non-committal reply. Amos Radbury was no "fire-eater," and, like Austin, preferred a settlement without a passage at arms. At the ford the Mexican commander had ridden into the water to consult with the leader of the Texans. "I am sent here to obtain the cannon you are holding," he said.
The Mexicans were making a mad dash for liberty up the ravine, the four men on three mustangs. "Fire at them!" ordered Lieutenant Radbury, and instantly half a dozen shots rang out. None of the enemy was hit, but two of the mustangs pitched headlong, carrying three of the riders down with them.
"We must be free by all means, and then perhaps some day we'll become joined to the United States." "That is for after consideration," smiled Mr. Radbury, but the thought had often crossed his own mind. Ralph and the negro were anxious to hear the particulars of what had occurred, and the boy listened to his brother's tale in open-mouthed amazement. "A real battle!
But the balance of the night passed quietly, and toward morning Dan got into a sound sleep, from which he did not awaken until long after the others were up. After breakfast Amos Radbury started to question Hank Stiger. He found the half-breed resting easily, but in a sullen mood. At first he utterly refused to talk. "Very well," said Mr. Radbury.
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