The defenders had had three or four rifles apiece, and he was convinced that somewhere in the rooms he would find a good one, with sufficient ammunition.
It was with shudders that he entered the Alamo, and the shudders came again when he looked about the bloodstained courts and rooms, lately the scene of such terrible strife, but now so silent.

In a recess of the church which had been used as a little storage place by himself and Crockett he found an excellent rifle of the long-barreled Western pattern, a large horn of powder and a pouch full of bullets.

There was also a supply of dried beef, which he took, too.
Now he felt himself a man again.

He would find the Texans and then they would seek vengeance for the Alamo.

He crossed the Main Plaza, dropped over the low wall and quickly disappeared in the dusk..