sleep and am feverish, but before going to bed I penned a letter to my beloved wife, to let her know of my safe arrival.
Wednesday, February 22, 1837
At Quintana. -- It rained last night, and is wet and showery this morning. I feel better, but still everything is rolling, and the discharge from my nose, although lessened, is still offensive. Burnley and Crittenden, having got horses of McKinney, left us sans ceremonie. Boyd and J. T. Gray both expressed dissatisfaction at Burnley giving us the slip; for myself, I could but feel it also; but, I am not greatly disappointed. Found it impossible to get horses. The steamboat Laura is expected every hour, and we must wait with patience for a conveyance to Columbia.
In the afternoon went over to Velasco with J. T. Gray, and saw the fort, Mexican prisoners, etc.
Met Colonel Rob. M. Coleman, who I had known at Washington, a member of Convention. He is now a prisoner, under military arrest, by order of General Houston.[ 5] From his representation his treatment has been harsh and arbitrary. He says he is poor, without money, and offers to sell one or two leagues of land in Robinson's Colony; asked $1 per acre; afterwards said he would take 75 cents, and if I would sell it I should have all I could obtain over 75 cents. I feel interested for him, and would like to serve him.
Velasco has about one dozen poor houses, looks old and decaying. It is at the mouth of the river, on the east side. Quintana has four dwelling houses and one store; it is on the west side. The river is about 200 yards wide, and very deep; but the bar without the mouth has not more than six feet at its deepest pass. This will always retard the commercial prosperity of the port. There are no trees of any sort within several miles around.
Thursday, February 23, 1837
At Quintana. -- Fine day; a norther blowing but not very cold. J. T. Gray and myself invited in to McKinney's. Mrs. McKinney a tolerably good looking woman, but pale, with falling features, looking unhappy. Mrs. Savery also sallow, wrinkled and careworn features. Mrs. Fannin, the widow of Colonel Fannin, and her two children are boarding at Savery's. She is in mourning, and looks interesting. Not very handsome.
Went over to Velasco again. Found President Burnett living here. Called on him with Dr. Ramsay. Was cordially received and pressed to stay to dinner and partake of red fish, which we did; fish very fine. Mrs. Burnett a good looking woman. She had a stout Mexican prisoner sitting in her room, sewing a piece of cambric. Burnett said he was an excellent seamstress. Had some conversation