They worked nearly
all night in the bare room, and when Houston sought his room he was
exhausted.
Houston's room was a bare little place, lighted by a tallow candle, and
although it was not long until day he sat there a while before lying
down. A man of wide experience, he alone, with the exception of
Roylston, knew how desperate was the situation of the Texans. In truth,
it was the money of Roylston sent from New Orleans that had caused him
to hazard the chance. He knew, too, that, in time, more help would
arrive from the same source, and he believed there would be a chance
against the Mexicans, a fighting chance, it is true, but men who were
willing to die for a cause seldom failed to win. He blew out the candle,
got in bed and slept soundly.
"Deaf" Smith and Henry Karnes were up early--they seldom slept late--and
saw the sun rise out of the prairie. They were in a house which had a
small porch, looking toward the Brazos. After breakfast they lighted
their cob pipes again, smoked and meditated.
"Reckon somethin' was done by our leadin' statesmen last night," said
Smith.
"Reckon there was," said Karnes.
"Reckon I can guess what it was."
"Reckon I can, too.
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