Author: Zenos N. Morrell

Publisher: Theclassics.Us

Published: 2013-09

Total Pages: 110

ISBN-13: 9781230443256

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER X. WHAT SHALL WE DO? -- 1839. the little band of Baptists was being increased and strengthened, the clouds of war, east, north and west, hung heavily over the land. Gen. Edward Burleson was the leading Indian fighter of the west, with Jack Hays, Ben and Henry McCollough, Caldwell, and others of like spirit, all in readiness at any hour to engage in the most daring expeditions. The spring and summer of 1839 furnished ample opportunities. For about fourteen years the Cherokee Indians had held undisputed possession of Eastern Texas, north of Nacogdoches. Being an agricultural people, they had previously given no trouble. Cordova and other Mexican emissaries succeeded in breaking up the amicable relations between the Texans and Cherokees, and now Gen. Husk in the east, in command of some five hundred men, was fighting and driving the enemy north. Bowles, the Cherokee chief, was killed in one of these engagements, and the Indians were driven off, of course greatly exasperated, and determined to avail themselves of every opportunity in future to avenge the blood of their chief and fallen warriors. The tide of immigration continued to pour into the coun try. The small crops, made under disadvantages the previ ous year, could not meet the demands of the increasing population; provisions were scarce and high, and there was but little money in the country. We were hard pressed for subsistence, and the last peck of corn in my house was divided with the widow and orphan at Lagrange. I was then a citizen of that place. News had for several days been circulated that a wagonload of flour was due from Houston. As we sat eating about the last bread on hand, and a little anxious as to where the next would come from, my little son came running in...

Download or read book Flowers and Fruits in the Wilderness; Or, Forty-Six Years in Texas and Two Winters in Honduras written by Zenos N. Morrell and published by Theclassics.Us. This book was released on 2013-09 with total page 110 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER X. WHAT SHALL WE DO? -- 1839. the little band of Baptists was being increased and strengthened, the clouds of war, east, north and west, hung heavily over the land. Gen. Edward Burleson was the leading Indian fighter of the west, with Jack Hays, Ben and Henry McCollough, Caldwell, and others of like spirit, all in readiness at any hour to engage in the most daring expeditions. The spring and summer of 1839 furnished ample opportunities. For about fourteen years the Cherokee Indians had held undisputed possession of Eastern Texas, north of Nacogdoches. Being an agricultural people, they had previously given no trouble. Cordova and other Mexican emissaries succeeded in breaking up the amicable relations between the Texans and Cherokees, and now Gen. Husk in the east, in command of some five hundred men, was fighting and driving the enemy north. Bowles, the Cherokee chief, was killed in one of these engagements, and the Indians were driven off, of course greatly exasperated, and determined to avail themselves of every opportunity in future to avenge the blood of their chief and fallen warriors. The tide of immigration continued to pour into the coun try. The small crops, made under disadvantages the previ ous year, could not meet the demands of the increasing population; provisions were scarce and high, and there was but little money in the country. We were hard pressed for subsistence, and the last peck of corn in my house was divided with the widow and orphan at Lagrange. I was then a citizen of that place. News had for several days been circulated that a wagonload of flour was due from Houston. As we sat eating about the last bread on hand, and a little anxious as to where the next would come from, my little son came running in...