All the habits of life now went on as usual.

He ate breakfast with as good an appetite as if he had been out on the prairie with his friends, and he talked with his new comrades as if Santa Anna and his army were a thousand miles away.
But when he did go upon the church wall he saw that Santa Anna had begun work again and at a new place.

The Mexican general, having seen that his artillery was doing no damage, was making a great effort to get within much closer range where the balls would count.

Men protected by heavy planking or advancing along trenches were seeking to erect a battery within less than three hundred yards of the entrance to the main plaza.
They had already thrown up a part of a breastwork.

Meanwhile the Texan sharpshooters were waiting for a chance.
Ned took no part in it except that of a spectator.