Yet I would not keep you here--go, and may your God ever bless you, and--and--may you at last meet your Mary, if there be a heaven! We part now, for you have said it; good-by, and sometimes, when all is joy and gladness to you, think a moment on Inez! the cursed, the miserable Inez! sitting in bitter darkness by her lonely hearth! Good-by!" She pressed her lips to his hand, and without a tear, shrouded her face in her mantilla and turned away.
"God bless you, Inez, and keep you from all harm!" and Dr.Bryant left the house, and returned to his commander.
* * * * * Colonel Fanning had led his troops but a few miles when the vanguard halted, and some excitement was manifested.

Spurring forward, he inquired the cause of delay.
"Why, Colonel, if we ain't 'out of the frying-pan into the fire,' my name is not Will Furgeson.

Look yonder, Colonel, it takes older and weaker eyes than mine to say them ain't Santy Anna's imps marching down upon us thick as bees just swarmed, too!" "You are right, Furgeson; it is the entire Mexican force! let us form at once and meet them!" Quick and clearly his orders rung out, and his little band, compact and firm, waited in silence the result.

With an exulting shout the Mexicans charged.

Desperately the doomed Texans fought, heaping up the slain at every step.