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THE FALL OF THE ALAMO.
"The combat deepens.

On, ye brave! Who rush to glory or the grave." "To all the sensual world proclaim: One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name." "Gashed with honorable scars, Low in Glory's lap they lie; Though they fell, they fell like stars, Streaming splendor through the sky." The passing-by of Santa Anna and the Mexican army, though it had been hourly expected for nearly three days, was an event which threw the Senora and her daughters into various conditions of mental excitement.
They descended from the roof to the Senora's room, where they could move about and converse with more freedom.

For the poor lady was quite unable to control her speech and actions, and was also much irritated by Antonia's more composed manner.

She thought it was want of sympathy.
"How can you take things with such a blessed calmness," she asked, angrily.