My horse dropped dead down there in the chaparral and I've been here, trying to take a look at Goliad, uncertain about going in, because I do not know whether it is held by Texans or Mexicans." "It is held by Mexicans at present," replied Potter, solemnly.

"But I think that within an hour or two it will be held by Texans." "If it ain't there'll be some mighty roarin' an' rippin' an' tearin'," said the Ring Tailed Panther.
"Give me a bite to eat and something to drink," said Milam; "and I'll help you turn Goliad from a Mexican into a Texan town." Exhausted and nearly starved, he showed, nevertheless, the dauntless spirit of the Texans.

Food and drink were given to him and the little party moved toward the town.

Presently they saw one or two lights.

Far off a dog howled, but it was only at the moon.