It will profit you little that we have many men, if some strong arm tells your length on the sward." "Never fear, Inez--never fear.

We must not stop till every American turns his back on the Alamo, and his face to the East." "But you will not harm those that live here in peace with all men ?" "The Padre told our General, yesterday, that we must fight till all submitted, or the last American child was driven to the far bank of the Sabine." Inez laid her hand on his arm, and looking him full in the face, asked, in a low tone--"Manuel, would you help to drive Mary from her home among us?
She who nursed me in sickness, and bound the white bread to your bleeding arm, and made the tea for my dying mother, when none other came to help?
Manuel! Manuel! she is alone in the world, with only her cousin.

Spare Mary in her little home; she hurts none, but makes many to die in peace." Manuel's face softened somewhat, but he replied in the same determined tone--"The Padre says she is an accursed heretic, and he will not rest till she is far away.

But I tell you now, Inez, she will not be harmed; for he said he would see that she was protected, and would himself take her to a place of safety.

He said she had been kind to our people, and none should molest her or her cousin; but leave all to him." "If the Padre promised, he will place them in safety; he never forgets to do what he says.