Spain claimed Mexico, Texas.
Texas was a frontier. The king of Spain could not get the Mexican people to move to Texas, hard work, dangerous Indians, far from cantinas, putas, tequila and cervesa frio.
Here and there a Mexican family moved to Texas, but they were few and far between. king of Spain got some Canary Islanders, moved them to Texas and started San Antonio de Bexar.
After Mexico won her independence, Mexico welcomed Americans moving to Texas as the Mexicans did not want the hard work and danger. The Americans became Mexican Citizens.
When Santa Anna took power in Mexico, he began to mistreat the Texas settlers. In 1836, the Texans defeated Sara Anna and formed the Republic of Texas.
In 1846, Texas joined the united States as a State.
On 27 Jan., 1851 my first cousin, Baker Barton, a Texas Ranger, died in a battle with comanches on the Nueces Strip.
Taken from Mr. Thomas book, ‘They Road For the Lone Star.
While serving with Lt. Burleson in Commander Rip Ford’s old Company in the Nueces Strip, Privates Baker Barton and William Lackey were killed in a battle against a numerically superior Comanche force near the Nueces River on 27 Jan. 1851.
Lt. Burleson and his company were returning from delivering the prisoner Carne Muerto to the US military authorities in San Antonio, on their way back to Fords main camp at Los Ojuelos when they surprised three mounted Comanches. The warriors, who were scouting the road most likly to ambush a trader’s caravan, immediately retreated. Burleson took a detachment of seven men, leaving the rest of his company to guard the civilians on the road, and pursued the Comanche scouts out onto the plains. Three miles into the chase, the three scouts turned to fight, eleven more Comanche arose from the long grass where they were waiting to ambush the eight rangers.
This was, as Rip ford later wrote about it, “one of the most closely contested Indian fights that ever occurred in Texas. It came down to a desperate hand to hand combat in which both the rangers and the Comanche uncharacteristically fought dismounted; also uncharacteristically, the Comanche closed to fight to the death, hung on even after taking serious casualties, and ended up leaving their dead behind when they finally disengaged.
Everyone of the Rangers took hits in the fight, including Lt. Burleson, who received a cut across the brow from an arrow, jim Carr, William Lackey, Alf Tom, Jim Wilkinson, Jack Spencer and Baker Barton, were all wounded to Vaping degrees.
Privat Barton died on his feet, pierced by arrows and bullets as he held onto his saddle horn and fired his rifle over his saddle. Pvt. Lackey lived through the fight, but his wounds later proved mortal.
BY the time the Comanches broke off the engagement, the rangers had killed at least four warriors, and had wounded all fourteen, some of them seriously. As usual, the rangers dished out better than they got. James Dunkcan, who road back to check on Lt. Burleson’s detachment when he failed to rejoin the main company, found the exhausted Rangers sitting on bloody ground near their dead or wounded horses, almost unable to move, much less to maintain the pursuit or return to the road. Dunkcan road a round trip of forty miles to bring back water and supplies. A month later, Commander Ford visited the battlefield and found it still littered with arrows the Comanches had fired.
In 1875, when my grandfather was nine years old, the Indians raided around Llano, Texas. They did not hit my great-grandfathers home, but all the extended family gathered there and forted up. My great grandmother held the dog in her lap all night long to keep him quite and to know if he sensed something.
This was Texas. Took Hard men and women to settle Texas and tame it down some.
Today, descendants of Mexicans, who were too scared to come to Texas, until 1910-1917, when Mexico was having all their revolutions, so they felt safer in Texas as the Texicans had already kicked the Indians and Mexican bandits out, and the ones who followed after, along with imported blacks paid for by George Soros, are telling Texicans, they need to take down, all honors to the Confederate dead.
The cowardly spawn of cowardly peons, can kiss my ass.
Tired of people who’s ancestors had nothing to do with taming and settling Texas, running their mouth about wanting their ‘Rights” and free everything.
Tired of the the cowardly little ass holes being rude, obnoxious, and telling everyone how wonderful Mexico is, yet they are here, with their hands out, flying their Mexico flags.
I will tell them as my red headed uncle told an German immigrant in a bar in Gonzales Texas in the 1930s. Must say the German immigrant got here legally at least. He was going on and on about how wonderful the fatherland was.
My Uncle told him if it was that damn great, why did he not get his ass back where he came from.
You do not like Texas, Texas culture, Texas way of doing things, hard work, then get you ass back to where you or your cowardly ancestors came from.
Need a bus ticket on a gray dog anywhere outside of Texas, bet you Texicans will be glad to buy you one.
Fuck Soros/black lives matter. Fuck Mexico and the gentuza, (proper translation before political correctness, “Trashy people”), scum overrunning Texas with their crime, and their hands out. Fuck political whores trying to do away with Texas history, for votes from illegal come lately scum.
Long live Texas, and the memory of the hard men and women, who made it safe for whining lazy ass holes.
John C Carleton