The Life of David Crockett: The Original Humorist and Irrepressible Backwoodsman...

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Lovell, Coryell, 1903 - Creek War, 1813-1814 - 405 pages
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Captivating,,,,interesting written documentation of Davy Crockett's life.

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Page 99 - My judgments were never appealed from, and if they had been they would have stuck like wax, as I gave my decisions on the principles of common justice and honesty between man and man, and relied on natural born sense, and not on law, learning to guide me ; for I had never read a page in a law book in all my life.
Page 379 - 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 397 - I had a little sport this morning before breakfast. The enemy had planted a piece of ordnance within gun-shot of the fort during the night, and the first thing in the morning they commenced a brisk cannonade, point blank, against the spot where I was snoring.
Page 379 - 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 240 - Job, though busy in dealing out rum, forgot to point at his chalked rules and regulations, for he knew that a coon was as good a legal tender for a quart, in the west, as a New York shilling, any day in the year. My constituents now flocked about me, and cried, "Huzza for Crockett...
Page 240 - Popularity sometimes depends on a very small matter indeed; in this particular it was worth a quart of New England rum, and no more. Well, knowing that a crisis was at hand, I struck into the woods, with my rifle on my shoulder, my best friend in time of need; and, as good fortune would have it, I had not been out more than a quarter of an hour before I treed a fat coon, and in the pulling of a trigger he lay dead at the foot...
Page 255 - 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 255 - 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'!
Page 256 - 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 96 - We remained here some two or three years, without any law at all ; and so many bad characters began to flock in upon us, that we found it necessary to set up a sort of temporary government of our own. I don't mean that we made any president, and called him the

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