Austin, TX, March, 1837 - Noah Smithwick and a group of Texas Rangers are enjoying a peaceful spring evening, a rare treat on the dangerous expanses of the Texas frontier. As Smithwick plays a sad, familiar tune on his fiddle, the other Rangers trade stories, and play cards.
Suddenly, a Ranger on guard spots a campfire in the distance, on a knoll overlooking what is today Downtown Austin.
All the men in the fort know that the only group in this country who would be so bold as to strike a campfire visible for all to see are their most feared, and fearsome enemy : The Comanche.
Now, Rangers plan for a restful evenings are changed. Volunteers are called for to make an attack on the camp: an incredibly dangerous endeavor here in the middle of Comanche territory. Still, the ranks are filled quickly with men ready and willing for combat, and the Rangers head out.
What follows will be a brutal lesson in the human cost of the young Ranger's hubris in attacking a dangerous enemy, deep inside of their own territory...
Crazy white boys
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ReplyDeleteI'm glad I got to see that.
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