There is one section of near a hundred miles,
which lies between the bluffs of Ashibiloxi, and the far creek of
Catahoula, that was a shame and reproach to the country and the
people thereof. What, then, must be the condition of the Texas
territory, beyond? and, if I err not, the Cumanchees are a race
rather given to destroy than to build up. The chance is that the
traveller in their country might have to swim his horse over most
of the watercourses, and where he found a bridge, it were perhaps
a perilous risk to cross it. Even then he might ride fifty miles
a day, before he should see the smokes which would be a sign of
supper that night."
"The greater the glory--the greater the glory, Alfred Stevens. The
toil and the peril, the pain and the privation, in a, good cause,
increase the merit of the performance in the eyes of the Lord.
What matters the roads and the bridges, the length of the way, or
the sometimes lack of those comforts of the flesh, which are craved
only at the expense of the spirit, and to the great delay of our
day of conquest. These wants are the infirmities of the human,
which dissipate and disappear, the more few they become, and the
less pressing in their complaint.
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