But they tried to dissuade me from it, telling me that I would certainly lose my way, and perhaps perish; for though it appeared a garden to the eye, it was still a wilderness.
I said little more upon the subject until we crossed the Trinidad River.

But every mile we travelled, I found the temptation grew stronger and stronger." The night after crossing the Trinidad River they were so fortunate as to come across the hut of a poor woman, where they took shelter until the next morning.

They were here joined by two other chance travellers, who must indeed have been rough specimens of humanity.

Crockett says that though he had often seen men who had not advanced far over the line of civilization, these were the coarsest samples he had ever met.
One proved to be an old pirate, about fifty years of age.

He was tall, bony, and in aspect seemed scarcely human.