"The Mexicans won't bring the fight to us," he said, "so we must carry
it to them. They've galloped down here twice an' they've looked at the
river an' they've looked at us, an' they've galloped back again. We
can't let 'em set over there besiegin' us, we must cross an' besiege
them an' get to roarin' an' rippin' an' clawin'."
"To-morrow," said Obed, "more of our friends will be here and when we
all get together we will discuss it and make a decision."
"Of course we'll discuss it!" roared the Ring Tailed Panther, "an' then
we'll come to a decision, an' there's only one decision that we can come
to. We'll cross the river an' mighty quick we'll make them Mexicans wish
they'd chose a camp a hundred miles from Gonzales."
The others laughed, but after all, the Ring Tailed Panther had stated
their position truly. Every man agreed with him. The watch at the river
that night was as vigilant as ever, and the next morning parties of
Texans arrived from different points, swelling their numbers to more
than one hundred and fifty men, fully equaling the company of Castenada,
after allowing for reinforcements received by the Mexican captain.
With one of the Texan troops came a quiet man of confident bearing,
dressed like the others in buckskin, but with more authority in his
manner.
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