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From the Alamo—Gonzales Volunteers arrive

March 1, 1836—Tuesday

Excitement was high today. Lt. Kimball arrived with reinforcements. 32 men is not as much as we’d hoped for, but the Gonzales Ranging Company of Mounted Volunteers will give us some relief and we’re glad to have them.

The excitement began in the middle of the night when a rifle shot brought us sentries to alert. That was followed by a bunch of shouting from outside the walls and I saw the gates swing open and shut fast. I knew that no one had gone out, so this was something else. The disappointment must have showed on our faces as we realized there were so few men, but they were welcomed like long-lost brothers even as Doc tended to Kimball’s man wounded from the rifle shot. 

As morning broke, we gathered around for news from outside our barricade of Mexican army.

They left Gonzales 22 men strong last Saturday, picking up 10 more on the way. They arrived after dark last night, and were much taken by the sight of hundreds and hundreds of campfires. The big storm gave cover as they worked their way around guards and sleeping men for most of the night, finally getting up close after midnight. When they moved along the walls, that’s when one got shot.

Crockett, always looking for a chance to have fun, broke out his fiddle again and even John McGregor joined with his bagpipes.

So far, I’ve met Lt. Geo. Kimball, Johnnie Kellogg, John W. Smith, Isaac Millsaps, and Wm. P. King—the rest I’ll meet later. 18 of these men held out for days in Gonzales, against hundreds of dragoons—until help arrived, and now they have come to stand with us. Brave or crazy … I’m sure glad they’re here.

A.J. Williams

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