Chapter 34: the three races.
Such conflicts are the curse of Texas
; yet one sees no end of them till the country has been settled, the roads have become safe, and the courts have been purged of party spirit.
The White settlers are gaining ground, but they are still too near the Indian
lodges for security, and too near the day of Negro rule for peace and confidence.
“Our blood is hot,” says an English settler, who tells me he has learned to like the country very much, “ but we are mending day by day, especially in the towns.
We drink less liquor, and invoke more.
law. Remove the whisky-shops, and we shall show as few white crimes of violence in Texas
as they show in Georgia
and South Carolina
Whisky is cheap and every one drinks hard.
Such crimes as stain our name, apart from drunken rows, are the results of fear, and have their source in our ”