forgotten。 They met in a log house； they wore buckskin and
homespun； but I tell you； sir； they were debating the fate of
unborn millions。〃
〃Two years since Austin went to Mexico？〃
〃A two years' chapter of tyranny。 In them Santa Anna has
quite overthrown the republic of which we were a part。 He has
made himself dictator。 and； because our authorities have
protested against the change； they have been driven from
office by a military force。 I tell you； sir； the petty
outrages everywhere perpetrated by petty officials have filled
the cup of endurance。 It is boiling over。 Now； doctor； what
are you going to do？ Are you with us； or against us？〃
〃I have told you that I have been with my countrymen always
heart and soul with them。〃
The doctor spoke with some irritation； and Houston laid his
closed hand hard upon the table to emphasize his reply：
〃Heart and soul！ Very good！ But we want your body now。 You
must tuck your bowie…knife and your revolvers in your belt；
and take your rifle in your hand； and be ready to help us
drive the Mexican force out of this very city。〃
〃When it comes to that I shall be no laggard。〃
But he was deathly pale； for he was suffering as men suffer
who feel the sweet bonds of wife and children and home；
and dread the rending of them apart。 In a moment； however；
the soul behind his white face made it visibly luminous。
〃Houston；〃 he said； 〃whenever the cause of freedom needs me；
I am ready。 I shall want no second call。 But is it not
possible； that even yet〃
〃It is impossible to avert what is already here。 Within a few
days； perhaps to…morrow； you will hear the publication of an
edict from Santa Anna； ordering every American to give up his
arms。〃
〃What！ Give up our arms！ No； no； by Heaven！ I will die
fighting for mine； rather。〃
〃Exactly。 That is how every white man in Texas feels about
it。 And if such a wonder as a coward existed among them； he
understands that he may as well die fighting Mexicans； as die
of hunger or be scalped by Indians。 A large proportion of the
colonists depend on their rifles for their daily food。 All of
them know that they must defend their own homes from the
Comanche； or see them perish。 Now； do you imagine that
Americans will obey any such order？ By all the great men
of seventeen seventy…five； if they did； I would go over to the
Mexicans and help them to wipe the degenerate cowards out of
existence！〃
He rose as he spoke； he looked like a flame； and his words cut
like a sword。 Worth caught fire at his vehemence and passion。
He clasped his hands in sympathy as he walked with him to the
door。 They stood silently together for a moment on the
threshold； gazing into the night。 Over the glorious land the
full moon hung； enamoured。 Into the sweet； warm air
mockingbirds were pouring low； broken songs of ineffable
melody。 The white city in the mystical light looked like an
enchanted city。 It was so still that the very houses looked
asleep。
〃It is a beautiful land；〃 said the doctor。
〃It is worthy of freedom；〃 answered Houston。 Then he went
with long； swinging steps down the garden； and into the
shadows beyond； and Worth turned in and closed the door。
He had been watching for this very hour for twenty years； and
yet he found himself wholly unprepared for it。 Like one led
by confused and uncertain thoughts； he went about the room
mechanically locking up his papers； and the surgical
instruments he valued so highly。 As he did so he perceived
the book he had been reading when Houston entered。 It was
lying open where he had laid it down。 A singular smile
flitted over his face。 He lifted it and carried it closer to
the light。 It was his college Cicero。
〃I was nineteen years old when I marked that passage；〃 he
said； 〃and I do not think I have ever read it since； until to…
night。 I was reading it when Houston came into the room。 Is
it a message； I wonder？
〃‘But when thou considerest everything carefully and
thoughtfully； of all societies none is of more importance；
none more dear； than that which unites us with the
commonwealth。 Our parents； children； relations and neighbors
are dear； but our fatherland embraces the whole round of these
endearments。 In its defence； who would not dare to die； if
only he could assist it？〃
CHAPTER IV。
THE SHINING BANDS OF LOVE。
〃O blest be he！ O blest be he！
Let him all blessings prove；
Who made the chains； the shining chains；
The holy chains of love！〃
Spanish Ballad。
〃If you love a lady bright；
Seek； and you shall find a way
All that love would say； to say
If you watch the occasion right。〃
Spanish Ballad。
In the morning Isabel took breakfast with her sister。 This
was always a pleasant event to Antonia。 She petted Isabel；
she waited upon her； sweetened her chocolate； spread her cakes
with honey； and listened to all her complaints of Tia Rachela。
Isabel came gliding in when Antonia was about half way through
the meal。 Her scarlet petticoat was gorgeous； her bodice
white as snow； her hair glossy as a bird's wing； but her lips
drooped and trembled； and there was the shadow of tears in her
eyes。 Antonia kissed their white fringed lids； held
the little form close in her arms； and fluttered about in that
motherly way which Isabel had learned to demand and enjoy。
〃What has grieved you this morning； little dove？〃
〃It is Tia Rachela； as usual。 The cross old woman！ She is
going to tell mi madre something。 Antonia； you must make her
keep her tongue between her teeth。 I promised her to confess
to Fray Ignatius； and she said I must also tell mi madre。 I
vowed to say twenty Hail Marias and ten Glorias； and she said
‘I ought to go back to the convent。'〃
〃But what dreadful thing have you been doing； Iza？〃
Iza blushed and looked into her chocolate cup； as she answered
slowly： 〃I gaveafloweraway。 Only a suchil flower；
Antonia； thatIworeatmybreastlastnight。〃
〃Whom did you give it to； Iza？〃
Iza hesitated； moved her chair close to Antonia； and then hid
her face on her sister's breast。
〃But this is serious； darling。 Surely you did not give it to
Senor Houston？〃
〃Could you think I was so silly？ When madre was talking to
him last night； and when I was singing my pretty serenade； he
heard nothing at all。 He was thinking his own thoughts。〃
〃Not to Senor Houston？ Who then？ Tell me； Iza。〃
〃ToDon Luis。〃
〃Don Luis！ But he is not here。 He went to the Colorado。〃
〃How stupid are you； Antonia！ In New York they did not teach
you to put this and that together。 As soon as I saw Senor
Houston； I said to myself： ‘Don Luis was going to him； very
likely they have met each other on the road； very likely Don
Luis is back in San Antonio。 He would not want to go away
without bidding me good…by；' and； of course； I was right。〃
〃But when did you see him last night？ You never left the
room。〃
So many things are possible。 My heart said to me when the
talk was going on； ‘Don Luis is waiting under the oleanders；'
and I walked on to the balcony and there he was； and he looked
so sad； and I dropped my suchil flower to him； and Rachela
saw me； for I think she has a million eyes；and that is the
whole matter。〃
〃But why did not Don Luis come in？〃
〃Mi madre forbade me to speak to him。 That is the fault of
the Valdez's。〃
〃Then you disobeyed mi madre； and you know what Fray Ignatius
and the Sisters have taught you about the fourth command。〃
〃Oh； indeed； I did not think of the fourth command！ A sin
without intention has not penance； and consider； Antonia； I am
now sixteen； and they would shut me up like a chicken in its
shell。 Antonia； sweet Antonia； speak to Rachela； and make
your little Iza happy。 Fear is so bad for me。 See； I do not
even care for my cakes and honey this morning。
〃I will give Rachela the blue silk kerchief I brought from New
York。 She will forget a great deal for that； and then； Iza；
darling； you must tell Fray Ignatius of your sin； because it
is not good to have an unconfessed sin on the soul。〃
〃Antonia； do not say such cruel things。 I have confessed to
you。 Fray Ignatius will give me a hard penance。 Perhaps he
may say to mi madre： ‘That child had better go back to
the convent。 I say so； because I have knowledge。' And now I
am tired of that life； I am almost a woman； Antonia； am I
not？〃
Antonia looked tenderly into her face。 She saw some
inscrutable change there。 All was the same； and all was
different。 She did not understand that it was in the eyes；
those lookouts of the soul。 They had lost the frank；
inquisitive stare of childhood； they were tender and misty；
they reflected a heart passionate and fearful； in which love
was making himself lord of all。
Antonia was not without experience。 There was in New York a
gay； handsome youth； to whom her thoughts lovingly turned。
She had promised to trust him； and to wait for him； and
neither silence nor distance had weakened her faith or her
affection。 Don Luis had also made her understand how hard it
was to leave Isabel； just when he had hoped to woo and win
her。 He had asked her to watch over his beloved； and to say
a word in his favor when all others would be condemning him。
Her sympathy had been almost a promise； and； indeed； she
thought Isabel could hardly have a more suitable lover。 He
was handsome； gallant； rich； and of good morals and noble
family。 They had been much together in their lives； their
childish affection had been permitted； she felt quite sure
that the parents of both had contemplated a stronger affection
and a more lasting tie between them。
And evidently Don Luis had advanced further in his suit than
the Senora was aware of。 He had not been able to resist the
charm of secretly wooing the fresh young girl he hoped to make
his wife。 Their love must be authorized and sanctioned； true；
he wished that； but the charm of winning the prize before it
was given was irresistible。 Antonia comprehended all without
many words； but she took her sister into the garden； where
they could be quite alone；