A Narrative of the Life of David Crockett ...

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E. L. Carey and A. Hart, 1834 - BIOGRAPHY & AUTOBIOGRAPHY - 211 pages
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Davy Crockett, in his own inimitable style, describes his earliest days in Tennessee, his two marriages, his career as an Indian fighter, his bear hunts and his electioneering. His reputation for hunting bears (he killed 105 in one season), killing Indians, drinking whiskey and riding rapids led to him become known as the "King of the Wild Frontier." In 1834, when his autobiography appeared, Davy Crockett was already a folk hero with an eye on the White House. But a year later he would lose his seat in Congress and turn toward Texas and, ultimately, the Alamo.
 

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This audio book was bad. First off disk one included the eBook on it, in addition to the traditional CD for audio. This made it impossible to play in my car. So I had to rip it on my PC and then burn ... Read full review

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“Davy Crockett’s Own Story”, told with folksy good humor, for all the world as if it was four or five decades ago and I was eavesdropping on Grandpa and the other menfolk talking hunting and politics ... Read full review

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Page 33 - I went to the ground from which he had risen, and there was the prints of his two thumbs, plunged up to the balls in the mellow earth, about the distance of a man's eyes apart, and the ground around was broken up, as if two stags had been engaged upon it.
Page 172 - Anna, who, having overturned the constitution of his country, now offers us the cruel alternative either to abandon our homes, acquired by so many privations, or submit to the most intolerable of all tyranny, the combined despotism of the sword and the priesthood.
Page 31 - I was slowly rising the slope, when I was startled by loud, profane, and boisterous voices which seemed to proceed from a thick covert of undergrowth about two hundred yards in the advance of me, and about one hundred to the right of my road. "You kin, kin you?
Page 172 - The Mexican government, by its colonization laws, invited and induced the Anglo-American population of Texas to colonize its wilderness, under the pledged faith of a written constitution, that they should continue to enjoy that constitutional liberty and republican form of government to which they had been habituated in the land of their birth, the United States of America.
Page 18 - ... found out. The way I got to the blind side of the Yankee merchant was pretty generally known before election day, and the result was that my opponent might as well have whistled jigs to a milestone as attempt to beat up for votes in that district. I beat him out and out, quite back into the old year, and there was scarce enough left of him, after the canvass was over, to make a small grease spot. He disappeared without even leaving a mark behind; and such will be the fate of Adam Huntsman, if...
Page 174 - I had done the other. Night now came on, but no word from my dogs yet. I afterwards found they had treed the bear about five miles off, near to a man's house, and had barked at it the whole enduring night. Poor fellows! many a time they looked for me, and wondered why I didn't come, for they knowed there was no mistake in me, and I know'd they were as good as ever fluttered.
Page 31 - I'll see you a fair fight, blast my old shoes if I don't." "That's sufficient, as Tom Haynes said when he saw the Elephant. Now let him come.
Page 42 - I know'd very well if I staid there, I should get a bad name, as nobody could be respectable that would live there. I therefore returned to my father and gave him up his paper, which seemed to please him mightily, for though he was poor, he was an honest man, and always tried mighty hard to pay off his debts. I next went to the house of an honest old Quaker, by the name of John Kennedy, who had removed from North Carolina, and proposed to hire myself to him, at two shillings a day. He agreed to take...
Page 32 - I had overcome about half the space which separated it from me, when I saw the combatants come to the ground, and, after a short struggle, I saw the uppermost one (for I could not see the other) make a heavy plunge with both his thumbs, and at the same instant I heard a cry in the accent of keenest torture,
Page 31 - Oh, wake snakes, and walk your chalks! Brimstone and— fire! Don't hold me, Nick Stoval! The fight's made up, and let's go at it— My soul if I don't jump down his throat, and gallop every chitterling out of him before you can say 'quit'!

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