Beyond, in the outer world, there was much arguing about the right or wrong of their case, but they knew that they would have to fight for their lives, and for the homes they had built in the wilderness on the faith of promises that had been broken.

That to them was the final answer and to people in such a position there could be no other.
The sight of Texas, green and fertile, with much forest along the streams was very pleasant to Ned, and those rough frontiersmen in buckskin who rode with him were the very men whom he had chosen.

He had been in a great city, and he had talked with men in brilliant uniforms, but there everything seemed old, so far away in thought and manner from the Texans, and he could never believe the words of the men in brilliant uniforms.

There, the land itself looked ancient and worn, but here it was fresh and green, and men spoke the truth.
They rode until nearly noon, when they stopped in a fine grove of oaks and pecans by the side of a clear creek.

The grass was also rich and deep here, and they did not take the trouble to tether their horses.