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The
proofs
consisted
in
a
collection
of
miscellaneous
articles
--
an
odd
lot
,
as
an
auctioneer
would
describe
it
--
wigs
of
horse-hair
,
cocks
'
feathers
stained
blue
,
green
,
or
scarlet
,
breech-clouts
of
buckskin
,
mocassins
of
the
same
material
,
and
several
packages
of
paint
,
all
which
they
had
found
concealed
in
the
cavity
of
a
cottonwood
tree
!
There
could
be
no
new
campaign
against
Indians
;
and
the
aspiring
spirits
of
Fort
Inge
were
,
for
the
time
,
forced
to
content
themselves
with
such
incidents
as
the
situation
afforded
.
Notwithstanding
its
remoteness
from
any
centre
of
civilised
life
,
these
were
at
the
time
neither
tame
nor
uninteresting
.
There
were
several
subjects
worth
thinking
and
talking
about
.
There
was
the
arrival
,
still
of
recent
date
,
of
the
most
beautiful
woman
ever
seen
upon
the
Alamo
;
the
mysterious
disappearance
and
supposed
assassination
of
her
brother
;
the
yet
more
mysterious
appearance
of
a
horseman
without
a
head
;
the
trite
story
of
a
party
of
white
men
"
playing
Indian
"
;
and
last
,
though
not
of
least
interest
,
the
news
that
the
suspected
murderer
had
been
caught
,
and
was
now
inside
the
walls
of
their
own
guardhouse
--
mad
as
a
maniac
!
There
were
other
tales
told
to
the
disappointed
campaigners
--
of
sufficient
interest
to
hinder
them
from
thinking
:
that
at
Fort
Inge
they
had
returned
to
dull
quarters
.
The
name
of
Isidora
Covarubio
do
los
Llanos
--
with
her
masculine
,
but
magnificent
,
beauty
--
had
become
a
theme
of
conversation
,
and
something
was
also
said
,
or
surmised
,
about
her
connection
with
the
mystery
that
occupied
all
minds
.
The
details
of
the
strange
scenes
upon
the
Alamo
--
the
discovery
of
the
mustanger
upon
his
couch
--
the
determination
to
hang
him
--
the
act
delayed
by
the
intervention
of
Louise
Poindexter
--
the
respite
due
to
the
courage
of
Zeb
Stump
--
were
all
points
of
the
most
piquant
interest
--
suggestive
of
the
wildest
conjectures
.
Each
became
in
turn
the
subject
of
converse
and
commentary
,
but
none
was
discussed
with
more
earnestness
than
that
which
related
to
the
innocence
,
or
guilt
,
of
the
man
accused
of
murder
.
"
Murder
,
"
said
the
philosophic
Captain
Sloman
,
"
is
a
crime
which
,
in
my
opinion
,
Maurice
the
mustanger
is
incapable
of
committing
.
I
think
,
I
know
the
fellow
well
enough
to
be
sure
about
that
.
"
"
You
'll
admit
,
"
rejoined
Crossman
,
of
the
Rifles
,
"
that
the
circumstances
are
strong
against
him
?
Almost
conclusive
,
I
should
say
.
"
Crossman
had
never
felt
friendly
towards
the
young
Irishman
.
He
had
an
idea
,
that
on
one
occasion
the
commissary
's
niece
--
the
belle
of
the
Fort
--
had
looked
too
smilingly
on
the
unknown
adventurer
.
"
I
consider
it
anything
but
conclusive
,
"
replied
Sloman
.
