Davy Crockett

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Authors: Robert E. Hollmann
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grass is green.”
    “I don’t know, Colonel. My friends and I just crossed the plains to get here. That dry grass made good food for our horses. They ate it like it was good anyway.”
    Travis turned in his chair. He did not like to have his ideas questioned. “Trust me, Davy. I have been here longer than you. I know an army cannot cross this country in the winter.”
    “Well, if you say so. On the way here we stopped at Isaac Millsaps’ place. His wife wanted me to give him a message. Do you happen to know where he is?”
    Travis thought for a moment. “I believe he is with Green Jameson working on the defenses of the Alamo.”
    Davy stood up. “It was nice to meet you. I think I will go over to the Alamo and try to find Mr. Millsaps.”
    Travis walked him to the door. “I will talk to you later, Davy. I would like to talk to you about the upcoming battle.”
    Davy walked outside the office. He walked over to his friends who had been waiting for him. One of the men walked over to him.
    “Well, Davy. What are we going to do?”
    Davy looked back at Travis’s office and then toward the old mission on the outskirts of town.
    “Well, I guess we are going to the Alamo.”

Chapter Sixteen
    The Alamo buzzed with activity as Davy and his friends rode through the gates of the old mission. A group of men were placing cannons on the walls. Another group was digging a well in the center of the courtyard. A third group was building a wooden fence on the south part of the Alamo to close a gap in the walls. Davy dismounted and walked over to a group of men who were pushing a cannon up a ramp to the top of the Alamo chapel.
    “Howdy. I am David Crockett. I am looking for Isaac Millsaps.”
    A man walked over to him. “I am Green Jameson. I am in charge of building the defenses here. I think Isaac is here somewhere. Gregorio, do you know where Isaac is?”
    A man who was pushing the cannon up the ramp stopped and wiped his head with a handkerchief. “I think he and Antonio Fuentes were working on the north wall.” The man extended his hand to Davy. “I am Gregorio Esparza. It is nice to meet you.”
    “Nice to meet you too. I think I will take a walk to the north wall.”
    Davy walked through the Alamo courtyard. He passed the men digging the well. They were taking a break, and watched Davy as he walked past. Davy found some men working on the north wall. He walked up to the group.
    “Howdy. Would one of you happen to be Isaac Millsaps?”
    One man walked over to Davy. “That would be me. Who are you?”
    “My name is David Crockett. We stopped by your place on the way here, and your wife asked me to look you up.”
    “How is my family doing?”
    “Your wife is doing fine. So are the children. All seven of them.”
    Millsaps smiled. “That makes me feel better. I sure hated to go and leave them.”
    “She said they miss you and hope you can get home soon.”
    Millsaps smiled. “If Colonel Travis is right, Santa Anna won’t be here for several weeks. When I get through here, I might go home for a while.”
    Davy turned to go. “I guess I better find a place for my men and me to stay. I hope to see you later.”
    Davy walked back across the courtyard.
    “Davy Crockett.”
    Davy turned and saw a big man walking toward him.
    “Glad to see you. My name is Jim Bowie. This is my good friend, Juan Seguin.”
    Davy shook Jim’s hand. “Good to meet you. I have heard a lot about you. And your knife.”
    Bowie laughed. “I think more people know about my knife than about me.”
    “I met Colonel Travis in town. I understand that you and he share the command.”
    Bowie shook his head. “I don’t think Travis likes that arrangement. He wants to be in charge.” Bowie coughed. He doubled over with pain, then stood back up and smiled weakly at Davy.
    “Dadgum cough. I don’t know what’s wrong. A bad cold, I guess.”
    “That sounds like more than a cold,” Davy said. “Have you seen a doctor?”
    Bowie nodded. “I

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