As the two little parties met midway between the lines, the forces on the hill and on the plain were alike silent.

Every trace of the fog was now gone, and the sun shone with full splendor upon brown faces, upon rifles and lances.
Castenada saluted in Mexican fashion.
"What do you want ?" he asked in Spanish, which all understood.
"Your surrender," replied Moore coolly, "either that or the sworn adherence of you and your men to Texas." Castenada uttered an angry exclamation.
"This is presumption carried to the last degree," he said.

"My own honor and the honor of Mexico will not allow me to do either." "It is that or fight." "I bid you beware.

General Cos is coming with a force that all Texas cannot resist, and after him comes our great Santa Anna with another yet greater.

If the Texans make war they will be destroyed.