The Quarterly of the Texas State Historical Association, Volume 3, July 1899 - April, 1900 Page: 23
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Adventures of the "Lively" Immigrants.
with drift wood. For several hours I was taken up with curiosity
in looking over the drift. The greater part of it must have come
from the Mississippi and perhaps thousands of miles up that river,
the Tennessee, the Ohio, and the Missouri. We could find almost
any household article, and everything that would float. There were
plow stocks and handles, wheels destitute of any iron, parts of spin.
ning wheels, parts of home made chairs, rails of poplar and other
light wood, old canoes and the larger pirogues, flat boat gunnels and
vessel spars, some perfect, etc., etc.
Well, the two Messrs. Lovelace, Mr. Harrison, Mr. Holston, Mr.
Jeiinings and Little prepared to ascend the river, taking two of the
immigrants to help manage the boat, and leaving the balance of
some thirteen or fourteen on the beach. They went to try to learn
something of those who went on the land expedition with Colonel
Austin. I think they left that evening.
When this party went away, the virtuous individual, I. Beard,
was left in charge as a kind of commander and sutler. Now with
the exception of Beddinger, or Bellinger, and a man named Willis,
not one of those remaining could load or shoot a rifle, and Willis
had none. Just before starting Mr. Little gave every man a United
States musket or yager, with powder and shot. "Such a getting up-
stairs" in rubbing and fixing muskets never was seen. It was now
about the 10th or 12th of January, rather too late for brant, geese,
and ducks, but the marsh was literally covered next morning with
the feathered tribe. I anticipated the sequel. In two days not a
brant or duck or goose was to be seen, except on the wing a quarter
of a mile above us. I think that altogether not more than one or
two ducks were killed. They were made so very wild in one day
that it was impossible to get in killing distance of them.
There had been coffee and sugar enough to last, together with
some rice and a little flour that we had, ten or more days; but
through a want of care and proper management it soon became
short. The fact was that the men who had been so long on board,
most of them sea sick, ate like hogs when they were out of their
prison and ashore. About the fourth day in the morning, I had
gone down the beach very early to see the chance for game of any
kind, but found nothing more than a salt marsh as far as I could
see. I was hungry and faint. When I returned I asked Beard if he
had saved nothing for my breakfast. He said there was a piece of
middling, but no bread, a little coffee, and no sugar. He said in a
Here’s what’s next.
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