The Quarterly of the Texas State Historical Association, Volume 3, July 1899 - April, 1900 Page: 83
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Adventures of the "Lively" Immigrants. 83
men. I told the Governor that it was not right to work a free horse
to death; that I thought I had done more than my share the last
seven or eight days; that if it was necessary for me to be at the
mouth of the river I would walk both ways; and that I was unwill-
ing to be made a hand on the boat. A consultation was had, and
they substituted our tall man, the New York engineer. They did
not say whether I should go or not. I, however, put out, intending
to capture a deer if possible, knowing they would be short of meat.
The river being very serpentine, I had no difficulty in keeping
ahead of the boat, and occasionally sallied out to find a deer. I had
nearly got to our hawk camp, when a turkey hen flew from the oppo-
site side and dropped close to where I stood. I saw her start and
prepared myself as she alighted. I fired and broke her thigh. She
could not rise again for the high grass,but she gave me some trouble
with her one foot and wings. She eluded me until I tired her out,
she being very fat. The men in the boat, hearing the report of my
rifle, stopped rowing and got out on the bank, where I was, not one
hundred yards from them.
We soon got to the mouth of the river, but found no evidence of
the "Lively," so we put in a load to return.
I had seen among the drift the bow and some six feet of what ap-
peared to be a small canoe of black walnut. This I saw on our first
leaving the vessel, and I had some little trouble to locate the place,
but eventually found it. I was unable to learn much more about it,
except that it had a crack or split in the bottom. How much more it
was damaged I did not know, for the rest of it was under drift wood
and sand. I, however, resolved to keep my own counsel, as I did not
know what my individual necessities might become.
Hearing a pistol shot that I supposed was intended to warn me,
I started back. I only crossed to the east side. The current was
strong, as the tide was ebbing, and they determined to await the re-
turn tide, for the boat was pretty well loaded. So we built a big fire
in our old camp and remained until about two o'clock. Then with
a strong tide current we made good headway and reached the camp
by twelve o'clock. But this was only a beginning in boating up.
The next trip was for axes, saws, augers, and in fact all that we
It now became necessary to send some of the party in search of
timber suitable to build boats. We were about ten or twelve miles
from the mouth of the river, and the largest growth of cotton-wood
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