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Settlement, When The Bankruptcy Of The Merchants In the United states
Was Followed by That Of The Planters. The Consequence Was, That From
Tennessee, Mississippi, Alabama, And Arkansas, Hundreds Of Planters
Smuggled their Negroes And Other Property Into Texas, And As They Dared
Not Locate Themselves Too Far West, From Their Dread Of The Mexicans And
Indians, They Remained in the East Country, Upon The Rivers Of Which
Only, At That Time, Navigation Had Been Attempted.
These New Comers, However, Had To Struggle With Many Difficulties; They
Had To Clear The Ground, To Build Bridges, To Dry Up Mud-Holes And
Swamps; And, Moreover, They Found That They Could Not Enter Into
Competition With The Cherokees, Who Having Been Established there For A
Longer Time, And Raising abundant Crops Of Maize, Cotton, And Tobacco,
Were Enabled to Sell Their Provisions At One-Half The Price Which The
White Planter Wished to Realize. The Europeans, Of Course, Preferred to
Settle Near The Cherokees, From Whom They Could Obtain Their Indian Corn
At Fifty Cents A Bushel, While The American Planters Demanded two
Dollars, And Sometimes Three. In a Short Time, The Cherokee District
Became Thickly Settled, Possessing Good Roads, And Bridges And Ferries
Upon Every Muddy Creek; In short, It Was, In civilization, Full A
Century Ahead Of All The Other Eastern Establishments Of Texas.
The Texan Planters From The United states Represented to The Government
That They Would Have No Chance Of Cultivating The Country And Building
Eastern Cities, As Long As The Cherokees Were Allowed to Remain; And,
Moreover, They Backed their Petition With A Clause Showing That The
Minimum Price The Cherokee Land Would Be Sold At To New Comers From The
United states Was Ten Dollars An Acre. This Last Argument Prevailed, And
In Spite Of The Opposition Of Two Or Three Honest Men, The Greedy
Legislators Attacked the Validity Of The Acts Made During The Former
Presidency; The Cherokees' Grant Was Recalled, And Notice Given To Them
That They Should Forthwith Give Up Their Plantations And Retire
From Texas.
To This Order The Cherokees Did Not Deign To Give An Answer, And, Aware
Of The Character Of The Texans, They Never Attempted to Appeal For
Justice; But, On The Contrary, Prepared themselves To Defend Their
Property From Any Invasion. Seeing Them So Determined, The Texans'
Ardour Cooled a Little, And They Offered the Indians Twelve Cents An
Acre For Their Land, Which Proposition Was Not Attended to; And Probably
The Cherokees, From The Fear Which They Inspired, Would Never Have Been
Molested had It Not Been For An Act Of The Greatest Cowardice On The
Part Of The Texan Government, And A Most Guilty Indifference On That Of
The United states.
In Alabama, Tennessee, And Arkansas, Labour Had Fallen So Low, That
Thousands Of Individuals Had Abandoned their Farms To Become
Horse-Thieves And Negro Smugglers. Many Among Them Had Gone To Sell The
Produce Of Their Depredations To The Cherokees, Who Not Only Did Not
Condescend To Deal With Them, But Punished them With Rigour, Subjecting
Them To Their Own Code Of Laws. These Ruffians Nurtured plans Of
Vengeance Which They Dared not Themselves Execute, But, Knowing The
Greedy Spirit Of Their Countrymen, They Spread The Most Incredible
Stories Of Cherokee Wealth And Comforts. The Plan Succeeded well, For As
Soon As The Altercation Between The Texans And Cherokee Indians Was Made
Known To The Western States, Several Bands Were Immediately Formed, Who,
In The Expectation Of A Rich Booty, Entered texas, And Offered the
Congress To Drive Away The Cherokees. As Soon As This Was Known,
Representations Were Made By Honourable Men To The Government Of The
United states, But No Notice Was Taken, And The Western States, Probably
To Get Rid At Once Of The Scum Of Their Population, Gave Every
Encouragement To The Expedition.
For A Few Months The Cherokees Invariably Discomfited their Invaders,
Destroying Their Bands As Soon As They Were Newly Formed, And Treating
Them As Common Robbers; But, Being Farmers, They Could Not Fight And
Cultivate Their Ground At The Same Time, And They Now Thought Of
Abandoning So Unhospitable A Land; The More So As, Discovering That The
Cherokees Were More Than A Match For Them In the Field, A System Of
Incendiarism And Plunder Was Resorted to, Which Proved more Disastrous
To The Cherokees Than The Previous Open Warfare.
The Cherokees Wisely Reflected, That As Long As The Inhabitants Of The
Western States Would Entertain The Hope Of Plunder And Booty, They Would
Constantly Pour Upon Them Their Worthless Population. They, Therefore,
Destroyed their Farms And Their Bridges; And Collecting Their Horses And
Cattle, They Retreated upon The Red river Among Their Own People. The
Cherokee Campaign Is A Topic Of Much Boasting among The Texans, As They
Say They Expelled the Indians From Their Country; But A Fact, Which They
Are Not Anxious To Publish, Is, That For Every Cherokee Killed, Twenty
Texans Bit The Dust.
Since That Period The Cherokees, Choctaws, And Creeks Have Had Several
War Councils, And I Doubt Not That They Are Only Waiting For An
Opportunity To Retaliate, And Will Eventually Sweep Off The Entire
Eastern Population Of Texas.
The Fact Is, That A Democratic Form Of Government Is Powerless When The
Nation Is So Utterly Depraved. Austin, The Father Of Texan Colonization,
Quitted the Country In disgust. Houston, Whose Military Talents And
Well-Known Courage Obtained for Him The Presidency, Has Declared his
Intention To Do The Same, And To Retire To The United states, To Follow
Up His Original Profession Of A Lawyer. Such Is The Demoralized state Of
Texas At The Present Moment; What It May Hereafter Be Is In the Womb
Of Time.
Chapter XXXIIWe Had Now Entered the White Settlements Of The Sabine River, And Found,
To Our Astonishment, That, Far From Arriving at Civilization, We Were
Receding From It; The Farms Of The Wakoes And Well-Cultivated fields Of
The Pawnee-Picts, Their Numerous Cattle And Comfortable Dwellings, Were
A Strong Contrast To The Miserable Twelve-Feet-Square Mud-And-Log Cabins
We Passed by. Every Farmer We Met Was A Perfect Picture Of Wretchedness
And Misery; Their Women Dirty And Covered with Rags, Which Could
Scarcely Conceal Their Nudity; The Cattle Lean And Starving; And The
Horses So Weak That They Could Scarcely Stand Upon Their Legs.
Where Was The Boasted superiority Of The Texans Over The Indian Race? Or
Were These Individuals Around Us Of That Class Of Beings Who, Not Daring
To Reside Within The Jurisdiction Of The Law, Were Obliged to Lead A
Borderer'S Life, Exposed to All The Horrors Of Indian Warfare And
Famine? Upon Inquiry, We Discovered that These Frontier Men Were All,
More Or Less, Eminent Members Of The Texan Republic, One Being a
General, Another A Colonel; Some Speakers Of The House Of
Representatives; And Many Of Them Members Of Congress, Judges, And
Magistrates. Notwithstanding Their High Official Appointments, We Did
Not Think It Prudent To Stop Among Them, But Pushed on Briskly, With Our
Rifles Across The Pommels Of Our Saddles; Indeed, From The Covetous Eyes
Which These Magistrates And Big Men Occasionally Cast Upon Our Horses
And Saddle-Bags, We Expected at Every Moment That We Should Be Attacked.
A Smart Ride Of Two Hours Brought Us To A Second Settlement, Which
Contrasted most Singularly With The First. Here, All The Houses Were
Neat And Spacious, With Fine Barns And Stables; The Fields Were Well
Enclosed, And Covered with A Green Carpet Of Clover, Upon Which Were
Grazing Cattle And Horses Of A Superior Breed.
This Sight Of Comfort And Plenty Restored our Confidence In
Civilization, Which Confidence We Had Totally Lost At The First
Settlement We Had Fallen In with; And Perceiving, Among Others, A
Dwelling Surrounded with Gardens Arranged with Some Taste, We Stopped
Our Horses And Asked for Accommodation For Ourselves And Beasts. Three
Or Four Smart Young Boys Rushed out, To Take Care Of Our Horses, And A
Venerable Old Man Invited us To Honour His Hearth. He Was A Mormon, And
Informed us That Hundreds Of Farmers Belonging To That Sect Had
Established themselves In east Texas, At A Short Distance From Each
Other, And That, If We Were Going To Travel Through The Arkansas, And
Chose To Do So, We Could Stop Every Other Day At A Mormon Farm, Until We
Arrived at The Southern Borders Of The State Of Missouri.
We Resolved to Avail Ourselves Of This Information, Anticipating That
Every Mormon Dwelling Would Be As Clean And Comfortable As The One We
Were In; But We Afterwards Found Out Our Mistake, For, During The
Fifteen Days' Journey Which We Travelled between The Sabine And A Place
Called boston, We Stopped at Six Different Mormon Farms, Either For
Night Or For Noon Meals, But, Unlike The First, They Were Anything But
Comfortable Or Prosperous. One Circumstance, However, Attracted
Particularly Our Attention; It Was, That, Rich Or Poor, The Mormon
Planters Had Superior Cattle And Horses, And That They Had Invariably
Stored up In their Granaries Or Barns The Last Year'S Crop Of Everything
That Would Keep. Afterwards I Learned that These Farmers Were Only
Stipendiary Agents Of The Elders Of The Mormons, Who, In the Case Of A
Westward Invasion Being Decided upon By Joe Smith And His People, Would
Immediately Furnish Their Army With Fresh Horses And All The Provisions
Necessary For A Campaign.
One Morning We Met With A Texan Constable Going To Arrest A Murderer. He
Asked us What O'Clock It Was, As He Had Not A _Watch_, And Told Us That
A Few Minutes' Ride Would Bring Us To Boston, A New Texan City. We
Searched in vain For Any Vestiges Which Could Announce Our Being In the
Vicinity Of Even A Village; At Last, However, Emerging From A Swamp,
Through Which We Had Been Forcing Our Way For More Than An Hour, We
Descried between The Trees A Long Building, Made Of The Rough Logs Of
The Black Pine, And As We Advanced, We Perceived that The Space Between
The Logs (About Six Inches) Had Not Been Filled up, Probably To Obtain A
More Free Circulation Of Air. This Building, A Naked negro Informed us,
Was Ambassadors' Hall, The Great And Only Hotel Of Texan Boston.
Two Hundred yards Farther We Perceived a Multitude Of Individuals
Swarming around Another Erection Of The Same Description, But Without A
Roof, And I Spurred on My Horse, Believing We Should Be In time To
Witness Some Cockfighting Or A Boxing-Match; But My American
Fellow-Travellers, Better Acquainted with The Manners And Customs Of The
Natives, Declared it Was The "Court-House." As We Had Nothing To Do
There, We Turned our Horses' Heads Towards The Tavern, And The Barking
Of A Pack Of Hungry Dogs Soon Called around Us A Host Of The Bostonians.
It Is Strange That The Name Of City Should Be Given To An Unfinished
Log-House, But Such Is The Case In texas; Every Individual Possessing
Three Hundred acres Of Land Calls His Lot A City, And His House Becomes
At Once The Tavern, The Post-Office, The Court-House, The Gaol, The
Bank, The Land-Office, And, In fact, Everything. I Knew A Man Near The
Red river, Who Had Obtained from Government An Appointment Of
Postmaster, And During The Five Years Of His Holding The Office, He Had
Not Had A Single Letter In his Hand.
This City Mania Is A Very Extraordinary Disease In the United states,
And Is The Cause Of Much Disappointment To The Traveller. In the Iowa
Territory, I Once Asked a Farmer My Way To Dubuque.
"A Stranger, I Reckon," He Answered; "But No Matter, The Way Is Plain
Enough. Now, Mind What I Say. After You Have Forded the River, You Will
Strike The Military Road Till You Arrive In the Prairie; Then You Ride
Twenty Miles East, Till You Arrive At Caledonia City; There They Will
Tell You All About It."
I Crossed the River, And, After Half An Hour'S Fruitless Endeavours, I
Could Not Find The Military Road, So I Forded back, And Returned to
My Host.
"Law!" He Answered; "Why, The Trees Are Blazed on Each Side Of The
Road."
Now, If He Had Told Me That At First, I Could Not Have Mistaken, For
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