The Quarterly of the Texas State Historical Association, Volume 4, July 1900 - April, 1901 Page: 163
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The Reminiscences of Airs. Dilue Harris.
a man who was driving the cart; and, as Mr. Bundick had no chil-
dren, we were as comfortable as could have been expected.
We had to leave the sleigh. Sister and I had grieved all the day
before about Colonel Travis, and had a big cry when our brother
left us. We were afraid Mrs. M-. would be left at home. We had
a fresh outburst of grief when the sleigh was abandoned, but had
the satisfaction -of seeing Mrs M-. and her children.
Mr. Cotie would not go to the army. Hle hauled five families in
the big blue wagon with his six yoke of oxen, besides negroes, pro-
visions, bedding, and all the plunder the others could not carry.
We camped the first night near Harrisburg, about where the rail-
March, 1836.-The Runaway Scrape.
road depot now stands. Next day we crossed Vince's Bridge and
arrived at the San Jacinto in the night. There were fully live
thousand people at the ferry. The planters from Brazoria and Co-
lumbia with their slaves were crossing. We waited three days be-
fore we crossed. Our party consisted of five white families:
father's, Mr. Dyer's, Mr. Bell's, Mr. Neal's, and Mr. Bundick's.
Father and Mr. Bundick were the only white men in the party, the
others being in the army. There were twenty or thirty negroes
from Stafford's plantation. They had a large wagon with five yoke
of oxen, and horses, and mules, and they were in charge of an old
negro man called Uncle Ned. Altogether, black and white, there
were about fifty of us. Every one was trying to cross first, and it
was almost a riot.
We got over the third day, and after travelling a few miles came
to a big prairie. It was about twelve miles further to the next tim-
ber and water, and some of our party wanted to camp; but others
said that the Trinity river was rising, and if we delayed we might
not get across. So we hurried on.
When we got about half across the prairie Uncle Ned's wagon
bogged. The negro men driving the carts tried to go around the
big wagon one at a time until the four carts were fast in the mud.
Mother was the only white woman that rode in a cart; the others
travelled on horseback. Mrs. Bell's four children, Mrs. Dyer's
three, and mother's four rode in the carts. All that were on horse-
back had gone on to the timber to let their horses feed and get163
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