In the child's agony she forgot her own grief.

With glad hearts the doctor and Antonia encouraged her in her good work, and when at length the sufferer had been relieved and was sleeping against her breast, the Senora had wept.

The stone from her heart had been rolled away by a little child.
Her own selfish sorrow had been buried in a wave of holy, unselfish maternal affection.

The key to her nature had been found, and henceforward Isabel brought to her every suffering baby.
On the next day they marched ten miles through a heavy rain, and arrived at Burnett's settlement.

The women had shelter, the men slept on the wet ground--took the prairie without cover--with their arms in their hands.
They knew they were in the vicinity of Santa Anna, and all were ready to answer in an instant the three taps of the drum, which was the only instrument of martial music in the camp, and which was never touched but by Houston.
Another day of eighteen miles brought them to within a short distance of Harrisburg.