He also heard the clank of the artillery wheels again, and he
feared that the cannon would prove a very dangerous foe to them. All the
pulses in his body began to beat fast and hard.
"Will the sun ever get through the fog and let us see?" he exclaimed
impatiently. It was hard to wait at such a time.
"It's comin' through now," said the Ring Tailed Panther.
The pale yellow light turned suddenly to full red gold. The banks of
mist and vapor dissolved under the shining beams, and floated away in
shreds and patches. The river, the forest and the prairie rose up into
the light, everything standing out, sharp and clear.
Ned drew a deep breath. There was the Mexican array, massed along the
entire open space of the horseshoe, at least five to the Texan one, as
the scouts had said, and now not more than two hundred yards from them.
Five companies of cavalry were gathered ready to charge; infantry stood
just behind them and back of the infantry Ned caught the gleam of the
cannon he had heard in the night. Evidently the Mexicans had not yet
brought it to the front, because its fire would interfere with the
charge of the cavalry which they expected would end the battle in five
minutes. There was no chance for the Texans to retreat, but it was not
of retreat that they were thinking.
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