ing letter written by Houston upon the death of Flaco, a Lipan chief: "To the Memory of Gen. Flaco, Chief of Lipans: "My heart is sad. A dark cloud rests upon your “The name of Flaco brought joy to all hearts. Joy was on every face. Your people were happy. Flaco is no longer seen in the fight. His voice is no longer heard in battle. The enemy no longer made a path for his glory. His valor is no longer a guard for your people. The right of your nation is broken. Flaco was a friend to his white brothers. They will not forget him. They will remember the red warrior. His father will not be forgotten. We will be kind to the Lipans. Grass shall not grow in the path between us. Let your wise men give the counsel of peace. Let your young men walk in the white path. The grayheaded men of your nation will teach wisdom. I will hold my red brothers by the hand." The state of Texas, an expanse larger than any European country except Russia, and the American Federal Union, of which it is so important a part, are richer and better because for them whole heartedly Sam Houston lived and broken-heartedly he died. |