"Cos has a large force of regular troops," he said, "but he is alarmed.
He did not think that the Texans were in such earnest, and that they
would dare so much. Now, he is barricading the streets and building
breastworks."
The Texans were so resolute and confident that the next day they sent a
demand to Cos for his surrender. He would not receive it, and threatened
that if another white flag appeared he would fire upon it. A day or two
later, Houston and the Eastern Texans arrived, and Ned, Obed, the Ring
Tailed Panther and Urrea planned a daring adventure for the following
night. They had heard how Cos was fortifying San Antonio, and as they
expected the Texan army to make an assault they intended to see just
what he was doing.
They made their way very cautiously toward the town, left on foot when
the full dark had come. It was only four miles to San Antonio, and they
could reach the line of Mexican sentinels within an hour. The Ring
Tailed Panther was growling pleasantly between his teeth. He had tired
of inaction. His was a character such as only the rough world of the
border could produce. If he did not live by the sword he lived by the
rifle, and since childhood he had been in the midst of alarms.
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