34/43 It is a disgrace to Mexico which centuries cannot wipe out." "The Americans ?" "Are all with the Merciful One." "Not one saved ?" "Not one." "Impossible!" "I will tell you. It is right to tell the whole world such an infamy. I heard it from the lips of one wet-shod with their blood, dripping crimson from the battle--my own cousin, Xavier. He was with General Castrillon's division. They began their attack at four in the morning, and after two hours' desperate fighting succeeded in reaching a courtyard of the Alamo. |