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1、【英文读物】The Texan StarPREFACE The Texan Star, while a complete story in itself, is the first of three, projected by the author, and based upon the Texan struggle for liberty against the power of Mexico. This revolution, epic in its nature, and crowded with heroism and great events, divides itself natu

2、rally into three parts. The first phase begins in Mexico with the treacherous imprisonment of Austin, the Texan leader, the rise of Santa Anna and his attempt, through bad faith, to disarm the Texans and leave them powerless before the Indians. It culminates in the rebellion of the Texans, and their

3、 capture, in the face of great odds, of San Antonio, the seat of the Mexican power in the north. The second phase is the coming of Santa Anna with an overwhelming force, the fall of the Alamo, the massacre of Goliad and the dark days of Texas. Yet the period of gloom is relieved by the last stand of

4、 Crockett, Bowie, and their famous comrades. The third phase is the coming of light in the darkness, Houstons crowning victory at San Jacinto, and the complete victory of the Texans. The story of the Texan fight for freedom has always appealed to the author, as one of the most remarkable of modern t

5、imes. CHAPTER I THE PRISONERS A boy and a man sat in a room of a stone house in the ancient City of Mexico, capital in turn of Aztec, Spaniard and Mexican. They could see through the narrow windows masses of low buildings and tile roofs, and beyond, the swelling shape of great mountains, standing cl

6、ear against the blue sky. But they had looked upon them so often that the mind took no note of the luminous spectacle. The cry of a water-seller or the occasional jingle of a spur came from the street below, but these, too, were familiar sounds, and they were no longer regarded. The room contained b

7、ut little furniture and the door was of heavy oak. Its whole aspect indicated that it was a prison. The man was of middle years, and his face showed a singular blend of kindness and firmness. The pallor of imprisonment had replaced his usual color. The boy was tall and strong and his cheeks were yet

8、 ruddy. His features bore some resemblance to those of his older comrade. Ned, said the man at last, it has been good of you to stay with me here, but a prison is no place for a boy. You must secure a release and go back to our people. The boy smiled, and his face, in repose rather stern for one so

9、young, was illumined in a wonderful manner. I dont want to leave you, Uncle Steve, he said, and if I did its not likely that I could. This house is strong, and its a long way from here to Texas. Perhaps I can induce them to let you go, said the man. Why should they wish to hold one so young? Edward

10、Fulton did not reply because he saw that Stephen Austin was speaking to himself rather than his companion. Instead, he looked once more through the window and over the city at the vast white peaks of Popocatepetl and Ixtaccihuatl silent and immutable, forever guarding the sky-line. Yet they seemed t

11、o call to him at this moment and tell him of freedom. The words of the man had touched a spring within him and he wanted to go. He could not conceal from himself the fact that he longed for liberty with every pulse and fiber. But he resolved, nevertheless, to stay. He would not desert the one whom h

12、e had come to serve. Stephen Austin, the real founder of Texas, had now been in prison in Mexico more than a year. Coming to Saltillo to secure for the Texans better treatment from the Mexicans, their rulers, he had been seized and held as a criminal. The boy, Edward Fulton, was not really his nephe

13、w, but an orphan, the son of a cousin. He owed much to Austin and coming to the capital to help him he was sharing his imprisonment. They say that Santa Anna now has the power, said Ned, breaking the somber silence. It is true, said Stephen Austin, and it is a new and strong reason why I fear for ou

14、r people. Of all the cunning and ambitious men in Mexico, Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna is the most cunning and ambitious. I know, too, that he is the most able, and I believe that he is the most dangerous to those of us who have settled in Texas. What a country is this Mexico! Revolution after revolu

15、tion! You make a treaty with one president to-day and to-morrow another disclaims it! More than one of them has a touch of genius, and yet it is obscured by childishness and cruelty! He sighed heavily. Ned, full of sympathy, glanced at him but said nothing. Then his gaze turned back to the mighty pe

16、aks which stood so sharp and clear against the blue. Truth and honesty were the most marked qualities of Stephen Austin and he could not understand the vast web of intrigue in which the Mexican capital was continually involved. And to the young mind of the boy, cast in the same mold, it was yet more

17、 baffling and repellent. Ned still stared at the guardian peaks, but his thoughts floated away from them. His head had been full of old romance when he entered the vale of Tenochtitlan. He had almost seen Cortez and the conquistadores in their visible forms with their armor clanking about them as th

18、ey stalked before him. He had gazed eagerly upon the lakes, the mighty mountains, the low houses and the strange people. Here, deeds of which the world still talked had been done centuries ago and his thrill was strong and long. But the feeling was gone now. He had liked many of the Mexicans and man

19、y of the Mexican traits, but he had felt with increasing force that he could never reach out his hand and touch anything solid. He thought of volcanic beings on a volcanic soil. The throb of a drum came from the street below, and presently the shrill sound of fifes was mingled with the steady beat.

20、Ned stood up and pressed his head as far forward as the bars of the window would let him. Soldiers, a regiment, I think, he said. Ah, I can see them now! What brilliant uniforms their officers wear! Austin also looked out. Yes, he said. They know how to dress for effect. And their music is good, too

21、. Listen how they play. It was a martial air, given with a splendid lilt and swing. The tune crept into Neds blood and his hand beat time on the stone sill. But the music increased his longing for liberty. His thoughts passed away from the narrow street and the marching regiment to the North, to the

22、 wild free plains beyond the Rio Grande. It was there that his heart was, and it was there that his body would be. It is General Cos who leads them, said Austin. I can see him now, riding upon a white horse. Its the man in the white and silver uniform, Ned. Hes the brother-in-law of Santa Anna, is h

23、e not? Yes, and I fear him. I know well, Ned, that he hates the Texansall of us. Perhaps the regiment that we see now is going north against our people. Austins brows contracted. It may be so, he said. They give soft words all the time, and yet they hold me a prisoner here. It would be like them to

24、strike while pretending to clear away all the troubles between us. He sighed again. Ned watched the soldiers until the last of them had passed the window, and then he listened to the music, the sound of drum and fife, until it died away, and they heard only the usual murmur of the city. Then the hom

25、esickness, the longing for the great free country to the north grew upon him and became almost overpowering. Someone comes, said Austin. They heard the sound of the heavy bar that closed the door being moved from its place. Our dinner, doubtless, said Austin, but it is early. The door swung wide and

26、 a young Mexican officer entered. He was taller and fairer than most of his race, evidently of pure Northern Spanish blood, and his countenance was frank and fine. Welcome, Lieutenant, said Stephen Austin, speaking in Spanish, which he, as well as Ned, understood perfectly. You know that we are alwa

27、ys glad to see you here. Lieutenant Alfonso de Zavala smiled in a quick, responsive way, but in a moment his face became grave. I announce a visitor, a most distinguished visitor, Mr. Austin, he said. General Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna, President of the Mexican Republic and Commander-in-chief of it

28、s armies and navies. Both Mr. Austin and the boy arose and bowed as a small man of middle years, slender and nervous, strode into the room, standing for a few moments near its center, and looking about him like a questing hawk. His was, in truth, an extraordinary presence. He seemed to radiate an in

29、fluence that at once attracted and repelled. His dark features were cut sharply and clearly. His eyes, set closely together, were of the most intense black that Ned had ever seen in a human head. Nor were those eyes ever at rest. They roamed over everything, and they seemed to burn every object for

30、the single instant they fell there. They never met the gaze of either American squarely, although they continually came back to both. This man was clothed in a white uniform, heavy with gold stripes and gold epaulets. A small sword at his side had a gold hilt set with a diamond. He wore a three-corn

31、ered hat shaped like that of Napoleon, but instead of the Corsicans simple gray his was bright in color and splendid with plumage. He was at once a powerful and sinister figure. Ned felt that he was in the presence of genius, but it belonged to one of those sinuous creatures, shining and terrible, t

32、hat are bred under the vivid sun of the tropics. There was a singular sensation at the roots of his hair, but, resolved to show neither fear nor apprehension, he stood and gazed directly at Santa Anna. Be seated, Mr. Austin, said the General, and close the door, de Zavala, but remain with us. Your y

33、oung relative can remain, also. I have things of importance to say, but it is not forbidden to him, also, to hear them. Ned sat down and so did Mr. Austin and young de Zavala, but Santa Anna remained standing. It seemed to Ned that he did so because he wished to look down upon them from a height. An

34、d all the time the black eyes, like two burning coals, played restlessly about the room. Ned was unable to take his own eyes away. The figure in its gorgeous uniform was so full of nervous energy that it attracted like a magnet, while at the same time it bade all who opposed to beware. The boy felt

35、as if he were before a splendid leopard with no bars of a cage between. Santa Anna took three or four rapid steps back and forth. He kept his hat upon his head, a right, it seemed, due to his superiority to other people. He looked like a man who had a great thought which he was shaping into quick wo

36、rds. Presently he stopped before Austin, and shot him one of those piercing glances. My friend and guest, he said in the sonorous Spanish. Austin bowed. Whether the subtle Mexican meant the words in satire or in earnest he did not know, nor did he care greatly. When I call you my friend and guest I

37、speak truth, said Santa Anna. It is true that we had you brought here from Saltillo, and we insist that you accept our continued hospitality, but it is because we know how devoted you are to our common Mexico, and we would have you here at our right hand for advice and help. Ned saw Mr. Austin smile

38、 a little sadly. It all seemed very strange to the boy. How could one talk of friendship and hospitality to those whom he held as prisoners? Why could not these people say what they meant? Again he longed for the free winds of the plains. You and I together should be able to quiet these troublesome

39、Texans, continued Santa Annaand his voice had a hard metallic quality that rasped the boys nerves. You know, Stephen Austin, that I and Mexico have endured much from the people whom you have brought within our borders. They shed good Mexican blood at the fort, Velasco, and they have attacked us else

40、where. They do not pay their taxes or obey our decrees, and when I send my officers to make them obey they take down their long rifles. Austin smiled again, and now the watching boy thought the smile was not sad at all. If Santa Anna took notice he gave no sign. But you are reasonable, continued the

41、 Mexican, and now his manner was winning to an extraordinary degree. It was my predecessor, Farias, who brought you here, but I would not see you go, because I love you like a brother, and now I have come to you, that between us we may calm your turbulent Texans. But you must bear in mind, said Aust

42、in, that our rights have been taken from us. All the clauses of our charter have been broken, and now your Congress has decreed that we shall have only one soldier to every five hundred inhabitants and that all the rest of us shall be disarmed. How are we, in a wild country, to protect ourselves fro

43、m the Comanches, Lipans and other Indians who roam everywhere, robbing and murdering? Austins face, usually so benevolent, flushed and his eyes were very bright. Ned looked intently at Santa Anna to see how he would take the daring and truthful indictment. But the Mexican showed no confusion, only a

44、stonishment. He threw up his hands in a vivid southern gesture and looked at Austin in surprised reproof. My friend, he said in injured but not angry tones, how can you ask me such a question? Am I not here to protect the Texans? Am I not President of Mexico? Am I not head of the Mexican army? My ga

45、llant soldiers, my horsemen with their lances and sabers, will draw a ring around the Texans through which no Comanche or Lipan, however daring, will be able to break. He spoke with such fire, such appearance of earnestness, that Ned, despite a mind uncommonly keen and analytical in one so young, wa

46、s forced to believe for a moment. Texas, however, was far and immense, and there were not enough soldiers in all America to put a ring around the wild Comanches. But the impression remained longer with Austin, who was ever hoping for the best, and ever seeing the best in others. Ned was a silent boy

47、 who had suffered many hardships, and he had acquired the habit of thought which in its turn brought observation and judgment. Yet if Santa Anna was acting he was doing it with consummate skill, and the boy who never said a word watched him all the time. Santa Anna began to talk now of the great fut

48、ure that awaited the Texans under the banner of Mexico. He poured forth the words with so much Latin fervor that it was almost like listening to a song. Ned felt the influence of the musical roll coming over him again, but, with an effort of the will that was almost physical, he shook it off. Santa Anna painted the picture of a dream, a gorgeous dream of many colors. Mexico was to become a mighty country and the Texans with their cool courage and martial energy would be no mean factor in it. Austin would be one of his lieutenants, a sharer in his greatness an