Flowers and fruits from the wilderness: or, Thirty-six years in Texas and two winters in Honduras,/ by Z.N. Morrell, an old Texan.

WAR.
The families were now all invited back. Some of them
had taken such a fright that they did not return for a year;
others never unloaded their wagons. We stopped at
San Augustine several days, and rested the family and
teams. While there I met with Sam. Houston for the first
time in Texas, then suffering from the wound received at
the battle of San Jacinto. He entertained no doubt of the
success of the "little two-horse republic" that he had seen
with prophetic eye years before, while yet in Tennessee.
The Cherokee Indians then occupied the territory north
of Nacogdoches, and west to the Neches River. From
them we purchased some cattle, and moved on as rapidly as
possible to the Brazos. On our arrival everything looked
lonesome and dreary. With depredations constantly going
on in the west by the Mexicans, and on the north by the
Indians, it required fortitude to stem the current. But God
I believed had sent me and mine to Texas, and it would
never do to run. The people made some corn, notwithstanding the runaway scrape, before alluded to. We had to
move cautiously. We heard of continued threats of Mexican invasions. The Texas army remained in the field; but
there was very soon not a dollar in the military chest. The
year 1836, although flushed with victory at San Jacinto,
was a year of great trial for the Texas people. Numbers
of our men were absent from their families nearly the entire
year, either in the Texas army, orowest of the Trinity
making a crop, while their families remained in the east.
Indian depredations were now beginning in good earnest.
Truly in every way it was a year of trial that the few
living survivors have not forgotten.
While travelling with my family in the month of November, 1836, from the neighborhood of Wheelock to the
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