He said he was one of the Texas royal sons.

We applied for some dinner and he lazily told us there were flour, tea and bacon and that we could help ourselves.

I wet up some flour and baked some cakes, made some poor tea, and fried some bacon.

We all got a sort of dinner out of his pantry stuff, and left him a dollar apiece for the accommodation.

As we walked on my companion gave out and could carry his bundle no longer, so I took it, along with my own, and we got on as fast as we could, but darkness came on us before we reached the Chagres River and we had to stay all night at a native hut.