n rushed from the scene, apparently horrorstruck, sought
his quarters, and did not leave them for several days, and hardly spoke
to Santa Ana after."

It is only fair to say that the account which we have quoted above is
denied by some authorities, who say that Crockett was killed before ever
Santa Ana entered the Alamo.

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DAVID CROCKETT IN THE CREEK WAR

ABRIDGED FROM HIS AUTOBIOGRAPHY

I was living ten miles below Winchester when the Creek warriors
commenced their open hostilities by a most bloody butchery at Fort
Mimms. There had been no war among us for so long that but few who were
not too old to bear arms knew anything about the business. I for one had
often thought about war and had often heard it described, and I did
verily believe in my own mind that I couldn't fight at all; but my
after-experience convinced me that this was all a notion, for when I
heard of the mischief which was done at the fort, I instantly felt like
going, and I had none of the dread of dying that I expected to feel.

In a few days a general meeting of the militia was called for the
purpose of raising volunteers; and when the day arrived for that
meeting, my wife, who had heard me say I meant to go to war, began to
beg me not to turn out. It was mighty hard to go against her arguments,
but my countrymen had been murdered, and I knew that the next thing
would be that the Indians would be scalping the women and children all
about there if we didn't put a stop to it. I reasoned the case with her
as well as I could, and told her that if every man would wait till his
wife got willing to let him go to war, there would be no fighting done
until we would all be killed in our houses; that I was as able to go as
any man in the world; and that I believed it was a duty I owed to my
country. Whether she was satisfied with this reasoning or not, she
didn't tell me; but seeing I was bent on it, all she did was to cry a
little and to turn about to her work. The truth is my dander was up and
nothing but war should bring it right again.

I went to Winchester where a muster was to be. When the men were
paraded, a lawyer by the name of Jones addressed us; informing us he
wished to raise a company, and that then the men should meet and elect
their officers. I believe I was about the second or third man that
stepped out; but on marching up and down the regiment a few times we
found we had a large company.

We volunteered for sixt