Instead of following the Texans through the forests and swamps they had gone straight to Victoria, knowing that the fugitives would make for that point.

Where Fannin was he could not even guess, but it was certain that Ward and his men were left practically without ammunition to defend themselves as best they could against a horde of foes.
The hunted Texans sought the swamps of the Guadalupe, where Mexican cavalry could not follow them, but where they were soon overtaken by skirmishers.

Hope was now oozing from the raw recruits.

There seemed to be no place in the world for them.

Hunted here and there they never found rest.