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TEXIAN STOMPING GROUNDS
creek began to rise and there was no abatement of the down-
pour, the other members of the family grew frightened. Not
Don Justo. He had seen rain before; nothing ever came of it.
But the rain poured all night and a second day; the creek con-
tinued to rise.
Now it was up to the corral, adjoining the house. No matter;
it would go down presently. A second night, and a third day,
the rain continued pouring. At dusk on the third day, the
water began to enter the house. A young matron, wife of Don
Carmen, holding her child in her arms, told her husband to
take her to higher ground. She feared remaining in the house
another night with that constantly rising water. Gladly enough,
he complied. Before leaving, he begged his aged father and
mother to accompany him, but they laughed. "You will get
all wet for nothing," they said. "We have a roof over our heads.
What if there is a little water in the house ?"
But the young mother set out for the hill to the east. Before
she reached it, she was obliged to swim to save herself and child,
her husband aiding her. The rain was still pouring so hard
that they got lost in the brush, but they went on eastward.
Eventually they found themselves on a well-known hill.
Don Florencio's ranch was just a mile to the northwest. The
mother asked her husband to go down there and ask for some
dry clothing for the baby as the night was cold and it was still
raining hard. Willingly enough, Don Carmen set out.
On reaching the house, he told Don Florencio what had
happened at the upper ranch. Hurriedly the latter saddled his
best horse and set out to see what he could do to persuade his
parents to leave their house and take to the hills. The water was
not so high at Buena Vista, though it was at the door of the
About daybreak, he reached the shore opposite his parents'
ranch. There was a raging torrent between him and them. From
afar off, barely to be seen among the tree tops, he could discern
the roof of the house and two people perched on it. He could
hardly hear their feeble cries, so great was the distance.
Like most ranchmen of his time, Don Florencio could not
swim. He depended upon his horse to carry him across streams.
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Dobie, J. Frank (James Frank), 1888-1964. Texian Stomping Grounds, book, 1941; Dallas, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metadc67663/m1/70/: accessed June 26, 2017), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; crediting UNT Press.