The Texans themselves slew those that were wounded, unwilling to see them suffer so much.
The skill of the Texans with the rifle was so great that gradually they prevailed over the Indians a second time in the trial of sharpshooting.
The warriors were driven back on the Mexican cavalry, and abandoned the combat.

The night was much darker than usual, and a heavy fog, rising from the plain, added to its density and dampness.

The skies were invisible, hidden by heavy masses of floating clouds and fog.
Ned saw a circle of lights spring up around them.

They were the camp fires of the Mexican army, and he knew that the troops were comfortable there before the blaze.

His heart filled with bitterness.