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The frontier of the Rio Grande is one of
the bloodiest of the world, and was such long before
Texas was
finally admitted to the union. There was never any new territory
settled by so vigorous and belligerent a population as that which
first found and defended the great empire of the Lone Star. Her early
men were, without exception, fighters, and she has bred fighters ever
since.
The allurement which the unsettled lands
of the Southwest had for the young men of the early part of the last
century lay largely in the appeal of excitement and adventure, with a
large possibility of worldly gain as well. The men of the South who
drifted down the old River Road across Mississippi and Louisiana were
shrewd in their day and generation. They knew that eventually
Texas would
be taken away from Mexico, and taken by force. Her vast riches would
belong to those who had earned them. Men of the South were even then
hunting for another West, and here was a mighty one. The call came
back that the fighting was good all along the line; and the fighting
men of all the South, from Virginia to Louisiana, fathers and sons of
the boldest and bravest of Southern families, pressed on and out to
take a hand. They were scattered and far from numerous when they
united and demanded a government of their own, independent of the
far-off and inefficient head of the Mexican law. They did not want
Coahuila as their country, but
Texas, and
asked a government of their own. Lawless as they were, they wanted a
real law, a law of Saxon right and justice.
Men like Crockett, Fannin, Travis and
Bowie were influenced half by political ambition and half by love of
adventure when they moved across the plains of eastern
Texas and
took up their abode on the firing line of the Mexican border. If you
seek a historic band of bad men, fighting men of the bitterest
Baresark type, look at the immortal defenders of the
Alamo. Some of them were, in the light of
calm analysis, little better than guerrillas; but every man was a
hero. They all had a chance to escape, to go out and join Sam Houston
farther to the east; but they refused to a man, and, plying the border
weapons as none but such as themselves might, they died, full of the
glory of battle; not in ranks and shoulder to shoulder, with banners
and music to cheer them, but each for himself and hand to hand with
his enemy, a desperate fighting man.
The
early men of
Texas for
generations fought Mexicans and
Indians in turn. The country was too vast
for any system of law. Each man had learned to depend upon himself. Each
cabin kept a rifle and pistol for each male old enough to bear them, and
each boy, as he grew up, was skilled in weapons and used to the thought
that the only arbitrament among men was that of weapons.
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