Their leader was retained in custody, and, unsuspicious of harm, they each maintained their position.

Dr.Bryant raised his eyes--they rested but a moment on Santa Anna's face.

Turning quickly, he shouted aloud, "Turn, comrades, let us not be shot in the back!" Another moment the signal was given, and a deadly fire poured upon four hundred unresisting prisoners of war, to whom honorable conditions had been granted by the brave and noble generalissimo of the Mexican forces.
Not one of many noble forms was spared.

Dr.Bryant sank without a struggle to the earth; and his spirit, released from sorrowing mortality, sprung up to meet his Mary and his God! The deed was done; and Santa Anna, the mighty chief who mowed down four hundred unarmed men, was immortalized! Fear not, brave heart, that posterity will forget thee! Rest assured that the lapse of time cannot obliterate the memory of thy mighty deeds! Fanning survived but a few hours, and then a well-aimed ball laid low forever his noble head.

Who among us can calmly remember that his body was denied a burial?
Oh, thou martyr leader of a martyr band, we cherish thy memory! dear to the heart of every Texan, every American, every soldier, and every patriot.