A few minutes later he sprang breathless into the camp, and friendly hands held him up as he was about to pitch forward with exhaustion.
His breath and poise came back in a few moments, and he looked about him.

He had made no mistake.

He was with Fannin's force, and it was already pressed hard by Urrea's army.

Even as he drew fresh, deep breaths he saw a heavy mass of Mexican cavalry gallop from the wood, wheel and form a line between Fannin and the creek, the only place where the besieged force could obtain water.
"Who are you ?" asked an officer, advancing toward Ned.
Young Fulton instantly recognized Fannin.
"My name is Edward Fulton, you will recall me, Colonel," he replied.

"I was in the Alamo, but went out the day before it fell.