A long line of our ancestors cared more about honor that life.
This is from a David Crockett book I read a months ago:
At Natchitoches, the gambler, deploring his past and the hopelessness of his leading an honest life, was told by Davy that if he could not really lead the life of an honest man, the next best thing was to die like a brave one.
“Most men are remembered as they died,” said Davy “and not as they lived.”
“You are right; but how is this to be done?”
“Come with me to Texas; cut aloof from your degrading habits and associates, and in fighting for freedom, regain your own.”
The gambler started from the table at which he was sitting, seized Davy’s hand, and exclaimed, with kindling eyes, “I will be a man again, and live honestly or die bravely. I will go with you to Texas.” In this way was Thimblerig enlisted. His real name is not known.
So there are two natchitoches... story goes, two Native American Indian brothers were sent opposite directions by their father to sow their oats. One landed in Texas and one in Louisiana. Thus the difference in the name
In another book I read about the life of David Crockett, written by David Crockett himself he said this after visiting Bunker Hill:
Upon visiting Bunker Hill monument“
“I felt like calling them up,” and asking them to tell me how to help best to protect the liberty they bought for us with their blood; but as I could not do so, I resolved on that holy ground to go for my country, always and everywhere.”
The shot heard round the world. An exhibit at the the revolutionary museum in Philly telling the story of how America came to be. Sorry for the poor quality, was surprised it went sideways. Guess ya gotta get crooked to get straight?
A long line of our ancestors cared more about honor that life.
This is from a David Crockett book I read a months ago:
At Natchitoches, the gambler, deploring his past and the hopelessness of his leading an honest life, was told by Davy that if he could not really lead the life of an honest man, the next best thing was to die like a brave one.
“Most men are remembered as they died,” said Davy “and not as they lived.”
“You are right; but how is this to be done?”
“Come with me to Texas; cut aloof from your degrading habits and associates, and in fighting for freedom, regain your own.”
The gambler started from the table at which he was sitting, seized Davy’s hand, and exclaimed, with kindling eyes, “I will be a man again, and live honestly or die bravely. I will go with you to Texas.” In this way was Thimblerig enlisted. His real name is not known.
I like the name Thimblerig.
So named because when Davy encountered him he was engaged in the slight of hand game of chance that involves hiding a pea under one of three thimbles.
So there are two natchitoches... story goes, two Native American Indian brothers were sent opposite directions by their father to sow their oats. One landed in Texas and one in Louisiana. Thus the difference in the name
Thanks for the info.
In another book I read about the life of David Crockett, written by David Crockett himself he said this after visiting Bunker Hill:
Upon visiting Bunker Hill monument“
“I felt like calling them up,” and asking them to tell me how to help best to protect the liberty they bought for us with their blood; but as I could not do so, I resolved on that holy ground to go for my country, always and everywhere.”
NARRATIVE OF THE LIFE OF DAVID CROCKETT, OF THE STATE OF TENNESSEE.
I leave this rule for others when I'm dead, Be always sure you're right—THEN GO AHEAD!
The Author.
WRITTEN BY HIMSELF.
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The shot heard round the world. An exhibit at the the revolutionary museum in Philly telling the story of how America came to be. Sorry for the poor quality, was surprised it went sideways. Guess ya gotta get crooked to get straight?
Awesome! Pepe from 1775.
It was a bittersweet reminder!