The Quarterly of the Texas State Historical Association, Volume 3, July 1899 - April, 1900 Page: 88
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ahead in order to get out of the reach of the noise in the camp for
the night, so that by slipping easily along we would be able fre-
quently to catch some game on the bank, for it soon got so that if
we killed nothing we would have no breakfast next morning.
Our progress was very slow, hardly twenty miles a day, and we
had quite a week's rain soon after starting. So far we had been for-
tunate in killing something to live on each day; but we missed part
of two days and had to call a halt to hunt. My partner, Beddinger,
had missed killing a fine deer, right in the sight of us all, shooting
not thirty yards. This put old Fitzgerald in a pucker, and when we
again started, lo and behold, to our surprise, he put out under full
headway before us. We had killed several deer on our hunt, but at
night old Fitz stopped a quarter above us. His boat was light, and
he could run around our boat three or four times in the mile. Well,
next morning he was out and gone, so we again went out to hunt
and did not get off until later. We again started, and not half a mile
off saw some one waiting for us. Our boat came up, and we found
none but Frazier; so we went on until night, when Fitzgerald came
up. The men swore he should not pass, and a compromise resulted.
He was to take one day, or until he had killed, and then to give us
We were very lucky on our day, Holston having killed two, and
Beddinger and Harrison killing two turkeys; so we gave him the
balance of the day; but the next he was not to be seen, and also the
next. We were again compelled to stop a half day, and at night no
news of old Fitz. Next morning we were under way, and about nine
o'clock we passed around a point, when here came the big pirogue
with "a bone in the mouth;" and as he passed us he said "Indians !
Indians !! boys," and never stopped till he fell in at the bottom of
the fleet, now three hundred yards long. The old Governor ran up
to the bar, and we all got together. On inquiry, Fitzgerald said they
were in the bend on the other side. We started, keeping well to-
gether. We went, I suppose, a mile, and sure enough we saw two
wigwams, but there was not an Indian to be seen. After a little con-
sultation it was determined to go over. We got out and went into
the huts. In the largest one we found two bows and a sack of headed
arrows; in the other there was nothing. It seemed to be deserted.
We left a carrot of tobacco and a tin cup and went on our way.
We were never afterwards troubled by Fitzgerald about a division
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