Not long lasted the strife: we were too many for your people, and the fight was short." "And was our noble Travis slaughtered with his brave band ?" "He was too brave to live.

Think you he would survive his comrades?
No! he fell first, and then all followed." "Will Santa Anna march to Austin, think you; or, content with victory, remain in your town ?" "Truly you give me credit for few brains and a woman's tongue.

I have told you one true tale, can you expect another from a fickle Mexican?
I tell you now, stranger, push me not too closely, if you would hear what is good for you." "Your voice sounds strangely familiar; yet I cannot recognize it sufficiently to know with whom I am speaking.

If, as you declare, friendly to our people, you will not object to giving your name.
Perhaps I have known you in San Antonio." "We Mexicans can tell a friend across the prairie--but no matter.

I am thinking we be strangers, yet I am not ashamed of my name.