CHAPTER XVIII.

The next day, we passed three houses, a number of prairies and post-oak

openings; but found no more pine woods. Immediately on this side of

the Trinity, we passed over a low, wet prairie, four miles in extent;

where a horse would sink in to the fetlock joint; and then, half a

mile of heavy timber. The Trinity is a large stream; but not quite as

large as Red River--deep, navigable, and muddy water. We stopped at the

house of an intelligent farmer on the other bank of the river. Here,

our accommodations were very good. He had a house of hewn logs, three

rooms, no windows, a portico in front and rear, and an avenue through

the middle. The front yard was fenced in; and a kitchen and smoke house

were in the back yard. He had a large field cultivated with corn, and

perhaps, half a dozen negroes.

I here found a young man who deserved commiseration. He was from

Missouri. With his young wife and two small children, the youngest not

quite a year old, he started in a wagon for Texas. He had been two

months on the road; encamped out in the woods every night, although

they had some wet and chilly weather. The fatigues of such a long

journey, and the many attentions such small children required at the

hands of the wife while on the route, were more than her constitution

could endure. She became worn down almost to a skeleton; and grew daily

more enfeebled; but as they were approaching the end of the journey,

she kept up a good heart, and exerted herself to the utmost. But "tired

nature" could do no more. She sickened and died--and left her husband

in a distant land, with two infant children. Those who have endured the

agony of a parting scene like this, although surrounded by relatives

and friends, may form some estimate of the measure of pity due to him!

There are many hardships, perplexities and sufferings, necessarily

attendant upon a removal to a new and distant country; and any accident

or misfortune is more severely felt, because a person has no chance of

remedying the evil. I do think, a single family ought not to go to a

new country alone; but a number in company; and then they can assist

each other in all their hardships and trials.

At the mouth of Red River, a gentleman, moving on to Texas with his

family, lost his pocket-book, containing about four hundred dollars.

He carried it in the breast pocket of his coat; and in unlading some

of his goods from the steamboat, he stepped forward to assist, pulled

off his coat, threw it across the railing, and the pocket-book dropped

out into the water and sunk. It would have swam on the water, had it

not contained three or four dollars in specie. Search was made for it;

but the stream was so deep and muddy, they were foiled in all their

attempts to find it. This was, at such a time and in his situation, a

severe misfortune. On the road, two thousand miles from the place he

started from, and five hundred more to travel; his family with him,

and all his money gone. A family of his acquaintance happened to be

in company with him, and through their assistance, he was enabled to

proceed.

Another case was stated to me, more aggravating than this, because it

was not the effect of accident but of knavery. A gentleman, moving from

Michigan to Texas, brought down in the boat a valuable horse worth

three hundred dollars. On board, he became acquainted with a young

man, who wished employment, and he hired him. When they arrived at the

mouth of Red River, he concluded to send his horse by the young man

across the country by land, and he and his family would go round by

water. He, accordingly, equipped the horse with a new, elegant saddle,

bridle, martingale and saddle bags; and supplied the young man with a

good greatcoat, and twenty dollars in money, and started him off. And

that was the last time he saw man, horse or equippage! He incidentally

heard, that a man answering his description, gambled away a horse and

equippage at Alexandria.

For ten miles after leaving Trinity river, we passed over some most

beautiful rolling prairies. Although it was December, yet the air was

mild and serene, and the grass as green as in June. These prairies much

resemble those of Illinois; and on some of them, we saw large herds of

cattle feeding. We passed some miry swamps and deep muddy streams. The

most disagreeable part of the whole trip, was the fording of streams.

The banks were generally steep down into the water; and so slippery, we

had sometimes to dismount, hold on to a tree, and let the horse slide

down; then pull the horse beside us, mount him in the water, and ride

across. I would sometimes take my saddle bags off, send my horse over

by himself, and find a tree or a log on which to pass myself. The water

was very muddy, so that we could not see the bottom, or form hardly

any idea how deep it might be, until we forded. One stream was a very

bad one. There were logs in the bottom, embedded in the mud about the

middle of the river; and when our horses passed them, they struck into

a channel where the water was about two feet deeper; their heads were

suddenly plunged under water, and we came very near being thrown into

the stream. Among the trees in the swamps, I noticed the red cedar,

to-day, for the first time. It grows to quite a large tree, and is very

good timber for building, boards, posts, &c.

To-day, we found by the side of the path a number of petrified limbs

of trees; and in one place, there was a log about a foot in diameter,

turned into stone. We broke off some pieces which plainly showed the

grains of wood; and on one side the bark remained and was petrified

also. It might probably be manufactured into good hones, although it

was coarser grained, and of a lighter shade, than those usually found

at our stores.

We passed only two houses this day, and put up for the night at a

miserable log house occupied by a widow woman. She had a large stock of

fine looking cattle, but no milk. Our fare was not of the best kind,

although the old lady tried to accommodate us as well as she could.

There are few mills of any kind in the whole country. The corn is

ground in a steel mill, like a coffee mill, although much larger, and

having a crank on each side. This is commonly nailed to a tree before

the door. The corn is often left standing in the field, and gathered

only as fast as they wish to use it. It used to amuse me, when we rode

up to a house at night, and called for a meal, to hear the woman sing

out to a boy, "Run to the field and bring two or three ears of corn--I

want to make some bread for the gentlemen's supper." So we had to wait

until the corn was gathered, ground, kneaded and baked, before we could

have bread to eat. I suppose this is the true method of "living from

hand to mouth."

We took an early start next morning, and after passing swamps, streams

and woods, came out into a fine prairie country. Our path led over the

top of one, somewhat elevated above the general level of the country,

and from which we could see many miles all around. It was a prospect

too grand and imposing to be adequately described.

As we passed along by the side of an extensive prairie, we saw two

Indians horseback, on an elevated spot, about half a mile distant, with

guns in their hands, and looking at the country beyond them. On seeing

us, they wheeled their horses and came at full speed down upon us. We

were a little startled at first; but they halted within a few rods

of us, stared a moment, and then civilly passed the time of day, and

enquired in broken English, the distance to a house on the road we had

come. I never was an enthusiastic admirer of the Indian character. They

may have done some noble deeds of daring, and performed some generous

acts of disinterested friendship; but they possess and practice the

art of deception so well, that no one can know, with any degree of

certainty, when these acts may occur. When I see Indians approaching,

I hardly know whether it is for good or for evil; and therefore, never

feel entirely at ease in their society.

The Romans, in the days of their prosperity, prided themselves in

being called a _Roman citizen_; and this was generally, a sufficient

protection from depredation and insult, when travelling among the

more barbarous nations around them. Like the Romans, I felt not a

little pleasure in the thought, that I was an _American citizen_, and

that this was a protection from outrage and insult in the presence of

the savage Indian. Since my return, I have seen an account of twenty

Polanders, while on their way from New-Orleans to Mexico, who were

attacked by the Indians in Texas, and all killed except one, who was

fortunate enough to escape and tell the story. Had not the Indians

readily discovered by our personal appearance, that we were _American_

citizens, we might have shared the same fate.

We passed a muddy swamp, in many places the water standing in the road

a foot or two in depth; densely covered with timber, and four miles in

extent. As we emerged from this, we came upon the bank of the Brazos

river, at Hall's ferry. This is a stream of the size and complexion of

Red River. In crossing in a boat, we found a strong current. On the

other side there is a high bank on which a town has been laid out; but

now contains only three dwelling houses and one store. Here we stayed

over night. Late in the afternoon, a Spanish trader arrived and put up

for the night. He had two men, five mules and one horse and wagon with

him. His goods were bought at Natchitoches, and he was transporting

them to St. Antonio in the interior of Texas. They were made up into

convenient bundles, hung across the mules' backs and stowed in the

wagon. They were all armed with guns; and the trader himself had a

pistol at each side. He could not well talk English and we conversed

but little with him. He had a strong dislike to the Indians, and was

afraid of being robbed by them. Of this ill-will, the Indians have

their full share. In hunting parties composed of both Americans and

Spaniards, when attacked by the Indians in their excursions along the

Rocky Mountains, they have been known to spare the Americans, when they

have killed all the Spaniards.

The next day's ride was through a most beautiful open prairie country.

We crossed some small streams, skirted with timber and small groves

on the highland; but generally, we found high, rolling prairie. The

live-oak made its appearance to-day. This is an evergreen and a

beautiful tree. We saw them growing in an open prairie, sometimes,

one standing by itself, about the size, and at a distance, of the

appearance of the northern apple tree.

On a fine high prairie, we observed quite a number of elegant houses,

a store, a tavern, &c. and some fine farms. This is called Cole's

Settlement; and from the beautiful scenery around, and the respectable

appearance of the inhabitants, I inferred that it is a desirable

neighborhood.

We stopped for the night at a house half way between the Brazos and

Colorado rivers; being thirty-five miles from each. A few years ago, a

town was lotted out in this place, but still it shows only one decent

farm house. Here is a gristmill turned by horses, and does a good deal

of business; and profitable too, for the rule is to take one sixth part

for toll. In the neighborhood, I saw a very good looking house, built

of limestone.

From this place to the Colorado river, we passed only two houses; a

distance of thirty-five miles; and the complexion of the country was

similar in all respects to that of the day before. At a very decent

farm house on an extensive prairie, by the side of the river, we put up

for the night; and remained here and in the neighborhood, a number of

the succeeding days.

And now from this central position, I propose to take a more general

view of the country. I stayed more than a month in Texas, traversed

the country in various directions, conversed with the inhabitants, and

gained what information I could within that time. I feel therefore,

somewhat qualified to speak of the country. And this I shall do

fearlessly; yet I hope, in sincerity and in truth. I am aware that many

articles have been written concerning this country, of various import

and meaning; but I shall speak for myself only, without reference to

others. I do not propose to write its geography or history. Had I the

means and ability accurately to do this, the limits of this work would

not allow of it. I only propose to give the information I obtained from

inspection, examination and enquiry, in a concise form and tangible

shape.

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